1. |
Scorn
02:23
|
|
||
|
i've been wondering how i've learned to chew my tongue
what a waste of time to spend on my awful scorn and intention
now i know it seems just like a dream
sweetness seems so savory
what a waste of time to spend on my awful scorn and intention
|
||||
2. |
Conscious
01:51
|
|
||
|
conscious of whatever happens
before years collect in the pavement
a chip off your shoulder is no replacement
a scratched tooth grinds through the midst of her slumber
attached, you find i'm no better than the other
the old road seems far too sentimental
and i'm conscious of whatever happens
before years collect in the pavement
the old road seems far too sentimental
even for me
|
||||
3. |
Pulse
02:42
|
|
||
|
i could never act that way
i could never laugh that way
it's so sickening, i can't stomach it
because i've gone numb
every time you tell me i'm insane
i feel the pulsing of your heart and brain
and i still pretend i need it this way
every time you tell me i'm insane
i feel the pulsing of your heart and brain
and i still pretend i need it this way
if i could be honest
i'd rather tell you straight:
my stomach aches, aches, aches
and i struggle with it every day
|
||||
4. |
Wishful
03:29
|
|
||
|
maybe it's okay to cross the line
seems like there has never been a good time
never been a great time
falling forward so defined
it's easier to stay so dry
there's more to this than meets the eye
don't want it, don't need it
i think you're right
maybe it's a way to run and hide
seems like there has never been a good time
never been a great time
falling forward so defined
no need to justify
holding a flame to my wishful thought
which is all that i've got
so it never imposes on you
if only i believed it too
tried to keep an open mind
tried to stay so strong
i want it, i need it
i think you're wrong
|
||||
5. |
Gold
03:17
|
|
||
|
for a moment, it seemed good as gold
held together with a crutch
stained beneath the coat, rough to the touch
to find my own gold rush
when push comes to shove
i'd judge i'd be better off to take the plunge
to find my own gold rush
it feels like nothing will replace the sorrow
with the exception being words i've borrowed
and still, it brings you comfort either way
prepared a toast but I poured out last minute
only limited by what a sharpened stone will bring
|
||||
6. |
Cessna
02:26
|
|
||
|
i want to be apart of your scheme
but i'm afraid i can't be sure
because i'm a cessna flying in the sky
my hands are tied
i'm two steps from the point i used to be
but i feel free
i had a nosebleed while we made
choices that would leave us soothing
taken to the grave
i'm a cessna flying in the sky
my hands are tied
i'm two steps from the point i used to be
but i feel free
|
||||
Loadcard Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Drum-based synth-driven rock music from from Philadelphia
contact/booking:
loadcardmusic@gmail.com
If you like Loadcard, you may also like:
Brilliant, gonzo, Devo-esque songs, full of bent-wire guitars and manic-robot vocals. Also available on 12" LP.
go to album
The debut album from Maria Basel is electronic-tinged chamber pop centered around the artist's gorgeous piano playing.
go to album
The Weight of a Wave
by Annie Hart
The Au Revoir Simone member goes solo on this record of gloriously effervescent synthpop.
go to album
A Softer Offering
by Annie Hart
Dreamy minimalist pop for the quieter, more introspective moments in life, from Au Revoir Simone's Annie Hart.
go to album
Shock Out of Season
by Friendship
A twisting combination of synths, drums (both live and programmed), and Rhodes piano produce truly sweet DIY pop.
go to album
Luz na Madrugada / Late Night Light
by Pedro Fonte
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 14, 2023
go to album
Record Dealin' Dick EP
by THE MONA REELS
The Mona Reels take on record clerk mansplainers with catchy power pop on this lively new EP.
go to album
