Curious Quail - Cosmic Wound
Part ten of "Twelve Months"! The restrictions for this song were: Key of Gminor, Song must have a bridge section and said bridge can't have drums, and a vibe of "Devastatingly sad". I think we did alright with it tbh. Please vote in the midterms on Nov. 6th.
More about 'Twelve Months':
On the first of each month in 2018 we are assigned 3 randomly selected restraints and have to write a song, record it, film it and release it before the end of that month. At the end of month 12, all of the songs will be remastered for a full-length with some B-Sides. There's a running playlist here in our YouTube, check it out!
(The Gameboys are running a 2x LSDJ configuration)
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CREDITS:
Recorded and filmed at The Quailcave (San José, California) The Desert Art Colony (Palm Springs, California), and Music Quest (Vancouver, Washington).
Mixed and edited by Mike Shirley-Donnelly at the Desert Art Colony
Music by Mike Shirley-Donnelly
Lyrics by Mike Shirley-Donnelly
Josh Hotlotsz - Bass
Erin Keely - Vocals
Joey Guthrie - Drums
Abe Myers - Guitar
Delicaye Shirley-Donnelly - Vocals
Mike Shirley-Donnelly - Vocals, Guitars, Gameboys
Curious Quail:
Twitter - / curiousquail
Bandcamp - http://curiousquail.bandcamp.com/
Faceboook - / curiousquail
Instagram - / curiousquail
iTunes - http://smarturl.it/CQiTunes
Spotify - http://smarturl.it/CQSpotify
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LYRICS:
Rising frustrations
Lasting implications it’s done
The hardest part was thinking that
we had more time
"Spur of the moment"
Yet they had to know that we’d die
The hardest part was having friends who believed
That lie
But on their face
They realize that their mistakes are alive
And created this wound
But fear misplaced
They’re searching for someone to blame for the lie
That created this wound
But hold on
We’ll get back to rage in a moment
It’s ok to feel fucken broken
That’s no reflection on you
but it’s okay
We may not feel very hopeful
But we’ll burn these fuckers down wholesale
Before they get started on you
Completely surprising how
Dehumanizing it feels
The hardest part was caring if
We’d stoop to their low
Civil innuendo
Gets thrown out the window with glee
The hardest part was knowing this
Hate comes naturally
You see their face
They’re quickly learning their mistakes are alive
They’ve created this wound
With bated breath
They’re justifying countless death for the lie
That created this wound
But hold on
We’ll get back to rage in a moment
It’s ok to feel fucken broken
That’s no reflection on you
But it’s okay
We may not be very hopeful
But we’ll burn these fuckers down wholesale
Before they get started on you
But hold on
We'll get back to rage in a moment
It's ok to feel fucken broken
It's ok to feel fucken broken
But hold on
We’ll get back to rage in a moment
It’s ok to feel fucken broken
That’s no reflection on you
But it’s okay
We may not feel very hopeful
But we’ll burn these fuckers down wholesale
Before they get started on you