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Regression
03:07
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A chisel to stone a trembling unknown the certainty fades when it’s just bread each seven days
And ignorance can be cute but this culture’s so cruel and it’s killing our spirits with its extremist bludgeoning
What did I get baptized for? Was it you that answered Lord?
Are the dead all dead alike? Or is fear the tool you maybe like?
Instead I’ll sit and count the times this preachers mentioned Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.
Did I join some sort of tribe? The kind where uniforms required?
Don’t step out of line or misbehave. An awkward eye becomes an ostracized fate.
Judgmental jokes become closed mouths that hammer in the nail that’s sticking out. Sticking out.
It’s all or nothing with this crowd.
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Spiral
03:19
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This pressing weight, when I find myself drowning in more assholes
Everyday and in every way, when I thought I’d reached a limit, there’s always more.
I keep digging deeper inside just to find
I am running out of patience in my mind
And here we are now, heaping bucketfuls of blame all around us
And throwing right out, logic and doubt. When a mirror might be of use instead of vomit.
I keep crawling deeper inside just to find
I am running out of room to hide in my mind
Is there remorse touching ignorance? Can there be change if one’s blind?
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Temple Shoes
04:12
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So here I am again, the repetition deadening and I ached for all these soap stained skulls
Good people drown in guilt can’t forgive how they feel and such awful people justify themselves
But humans make mistakes and God he knows our place so trust the people who claim God told them
I go each week and wonder each week just why I’m still going
So maybe going through the motions will get me there
Last week I stood and spoke reciting through a microphone I cried because I could not feel
But the audience was moved a few came up and told me so and I felt even more alone
Promised Chatelaines if you crucify a white knight still in chains
Garret room’s all made for you to patrol marble halls until your grave
According to old whispers seeing is not faith but if you
Just do as we say, then we promise that your life won’t be a waste
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Comforting Nihilism
05:03
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Another self pitying egocentric picked up a guitar
Another self entitled voice finds validation congregating at par
And I don’t know why but I forgot how to dream and I forgot how to feel and I forgot how to be happy
If I took my life would I finally get some rest?
If you took my life for me would you be my friend?
I’m not tethered to this world and my destruction seems quite imminent
oh and honestly I think I’m sick of living.
Stories of success are just opiates of the masses
Feeding off our hope we buy the idea we’re unique
But the truth is we all fail our lives always seem to pale
and everyone else has it good or are better liars
Maybe this repetition kills everything
Each time it repeats I feel like just maybe
Death, death might be a sweet, sweet relief
But life is pain and I most certainly agree
All those who say different are selling something
So reminisce on how we can’t go back to that first time
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Our Mother, the Mountain
02:32
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Father said follow your dreams and I’ve been walking since
Lost in the cracks between seams drowning deep in all of it
Mother said do the right thing and then peace there will abide
But when I came into being a conflict it did arise
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Our Mother, the Meadow
02:51
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You shattered round while in my every cavern
Your feet fell down a meditation calling
But while this hope remains upon my table
A frequent guest has preyed upon the words
Did the dreaming let you see?
That you and I aren’t really much of anything.
I’ll fuck a field and climb the mountains round me
I’ll build a fort of feathers, straw and sand
Did you dive into some loving arms and fly?
Did you hold the cross and watch all your loved ones die?
Did you dive into some loving arms and fly?
Did you hold the cross and watch your loved ones die?
Did you dive into some loving arms and fly?
Did you hold the cross and watch all your loved ones die?
Did you dive into some loving arms and fly?
Did you hold the cross and watch your loved ones?
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Mariah's Law
03:18
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Love or hate, it’s all just weight, it’s all just weight to me
Wants or needs, don’t have the energy, can’t waste the energy on you
Hammering every precious thing to dust
Rise or fall, you don’t recall, you don’t remember when
Faith or fear, somehow you’re here, somehow you’re stuck in this place
Hammering your love right into steam
Nostalgia kills the moments that we had
And I wish that I could start all over
I, I only find I’m getting older
And I wish that I could start all over
I, I only find I’m getting older
Words are air, I just can’t care, I just can’t care what you say
Aloof or cold, I guess I’m getting old cause I don’t give a shit what you think
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Solipsis
02:08
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The details blur when the rapture fades to bland
Just sit and suffer join a circle raise a hand
I ain’t trying to fight your faith
But I can’t fake another day
Hunched and quiet, your nerves all frayed and torn
Heartbeat riot, we pound this cage and storm
Lifting eyelids, we both have no idea
We both have no idea
Weekly suffering, the rug is now a home
Daily dusting, it looks all overgrown
Can we keep this? I can’t lose you all o’er again
I can’t lose you all o’er again
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After Life
03:26
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After waiting here hoping to go on
Every moral rotting like a putrid pile
I’ve sown a whirlwind and I’ve reaped the storm.
I’m grateful how your friendly thighs oft kept me warm
And so that torn balloon sank beneath the waves
We wrote our own version and closed each book that day
All your sorrow comes from your sorry mouth
Ad hominem don’t help your logic or the crowds
And when your british laughs fade down in the grass
Ain’t nobody missing you or your lack of continence
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Emotional Rhetoric
02:55
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If there was a way dear I could be with you
If there was a way love I could be near you
Prepare for what’s coming, flinching beforehand
Breathe deep, attempt calming, dismantling our plans
Dextrous prying fingers try to assimilate
Shoulders hunched mechanic then comes the shriek of pain
Digging deep all these teeth grinding eyes covered up by hands
Maladroit metal voice scraping. how could this be the end?
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Drew Danburry Baltimore, Maryland
Drew Danburry has independently toured and released records since 2002.
He's released
over 400 songs on over 20 albums/13 EPs and played 800 + shows worldwide. Including 2 Daytrotter sessions, 3 invitations to Pop Montreal, 1 to Pygmalion Music Festival and 1 to Treefort Music Festival.
He's accomplished this long list of acheivements almost entirely DIY.
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