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Spirit Of The West

by High Castle

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    Oakland's unsung underground rock trio. Includes 11"x17" poster with lyric sheet, art by Erin Allen

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1.
Swamp Thing 02:44
mama burned us up with her education only their mucky mud could estinguish it now all we see is how you perceive us now all we feel is our moist negation and if you put our minds to rest i’m sure you’ll pour salt on our knowledge roots weak knees knocking down the murky bog all those who pass tell their own tales and all through the night and all through the day I miss you cold-- cold stealing eyes and all through the night and all through the day we sing “fuck armageddon, this is hell”
2.
Innocence 02:41
Innocence... i’ll hold you in my arms and never let you go.... we met an arms length away-- but our fingers touched dancing to the same band We got our faces in a mystery-- when tongues are made of ash who could even really care we met an arms length away-- I’m not underneath you ‘cause you’ve seen more sun piggy please leave me all alone And you’re not the only one we’ve suffered suffered suffered for it waiting, you already out and we’re not the only ones we’ve waited waited waited for it suffering, you’re already out we’re well dressed and entertained we are moderates feeding the jihad we got our face in a mystery the coind of rock n roll is being flipped again we’re well dressed and entertained I’m not underneath you ‘cause you’ve seen more sun piggy please leave me all alone...
3.
We were lovers of the kingdom come but we grew new things to hear new things God is a scar in trenches we fight in in trenches we fill up in trenches we love in we are rebels without scars from very sharp knives but when you’re not around we’ll still cut yr heels we got bad news we have no use for you we all these words and all this boredom we speculate a contract with freedom oh the time is high when you fall to mucky mire destroy your selfish interests imagine with all these words and all this boredom there are darker things deep within our hearts
4.
Bee Medal 02:13
where are you when you’re not around what do you do when you’re not in front do you fret oh do you frown I’m your face It’s falling off... wasting away... finding out … you’re not seperating.. what’s real from the truth... time is obsolete... I’m your face falling off of an empty shell... what the thought oh is it reason nothing thought is in this season
5.
an island in the ocean made of our scum some of you would say that is where we belong a dirty joke would make you blush in the closet while we’re in the den bustin’ plates for fun fair is foul and foul is fair... hover through the fog and the filthy air everybody wants to go to heaven but no one wants lie in their own death beds it’s best to hold yr breath when you sleep at night they’ll come for you and forget to lock the door baby baby there’s a fortune here, when the squalor gets close and you do do-y do we’re not cute to touch/ crustaceans demise we’re not dead to you / but you’re dead to me It’sall the stuff you hear at very dull parties wait for some news to hit some text books Like junkies who hate their heroin Like the pressure you could use to bite my finger off
6.
After God 02:15
yeah heaven is a place where you go to do some stuff over ‘til it’s never the dirt is richer …. not far over there where the dogs are shitting! My heart is a dead beat and so are you control the anger control the lover
7.
women and men on a beach of a day walk toward the horizon glass cutting feet even ears to the grougn couldn’t hear the sky deserving god tourniquet necks and wrists cut the right way will not stop the blinding light the sobbing dogs the crying bears are making bids on our bad farewell if it takes a nation to spill some blood on you would you really do it without a serpant or a verticle line our blood on your spit shined shoes
8.
Half Mass 02:38
there’s not enought time in the day to masturbate to be late there’s not enough time in the day to shoot the shit or kick the can ther’s not enought time in the night to go to sleep or eat or be ther’s not enough time in the night to worry about anything you live and you work and you wanna die and you die you live and you work and you wanna cry and you cry
9.
I wish I could get down with the gods ther’s nothing real about them or the ones before him buddha, krishna, jesus h. kristo I’d put you on the guest list but I know you’d never show up I don’t wanna be a witness to your foundation myths aquinted with grief I’ve been waiting but I’m always stood up the only inkling of you is your pretty petty wake of hate faith heads, shepards, similar agents I won’t let you fleece me and finally kill me refute the gospel the son is just a token burn the bronze age text books that rape corrupt and murder
10.
a beatened pile of flesh and the rain keeps pouring down we developed nuisance of content but forgot about our hearts we can rhyme we can meter we can write pop songs oh.... gotta knife gotta knife in my hands to repeatedly stab the boxes we’ve made forget the lives we once let they mean nothing in this new plan why why what for... if I see you ‘round here I’ll shove you face in the mud we got soap boxes we all stand on when they mean nothing, it’s still a void all ages war in an all age nightmare all ages fight on an all age stage
11.
Super Gu 03:27
why you acting like you’re some dirty harry making us feel like we’re some debbie downers working us and singing us like john henry we’ll forgive you once you lick our wounds living in the past is so amusing progress is halted for the faith of the serpant shark bite on land dogs are buried I wouldn’t piss on you if your heart was on fire what the world needs right now is one where you’re not around

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"For those who take their punk without prefixes ("post," "pop," etc.), may we suggest Oakland's High Castle? This demonic power trio's debut LP, Spirit of the West, melds raw sonics and spastic adventurousness with deliciously obnoxious shouting from vocalist/guitarist Erin Allen. Neither cheesy Ramones-worship nor formulaic hardcore, Spirit includes melodic songs lamenting the tired cycle of life as a wage slave ("Half Mass") as well as bewildering assaults propelled by croaking mechanical riffs ("We Were Lovers"). Mix some of Wire's experimentation with the Minutemen's concise crispness, add hardcore's fuck-this attitude, and you get one punishing local punk band." - Ian Port, SF Weekly

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released August 23, 2011

Erin Allen - guitar, vocals
Shaggy Denton - drums, vocals
Wilson Drozdowski - bass, vocals

Engineered/Mixed by Jacob Felix Heule

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