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Calf of the Sacred Cow [LP]

by Chemtrails

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Nick Gadman
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Nick Gadman I work in a rehearsal studio, I've seen thousands of bands but this is my jam. I worship the creativity and soul of this band and I've heard nothing like it..

This is a statement of intent from one of the most creative, melodic, cerebral, thoughtful, insightful, artistic, harmonious, genuine bands I've ever heard.

This is the shit. Favorite track: Ghosts of My Dead Cats.
lyledoyle
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lyledoyle I fell in love with this record with the first track.
It’s a very unique and catchy collection.
Congratulations on creating great songs!
Favorite track: A Beautiful Cog in the Monolithic Death Machine.
Jabod
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Jabod I love this kooky band. Dreamy 60s harmonies meet anarchic 70s punk-pop. Like, if you can't escape the Apocalypse, you may as well have fun during it! The EPs are also a blast. Favorite track: Ghosts of My Dead Cats.
oscdrift
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oscdrift Pure Candy soaked in Nitro..... combo of Mia and Laura's vox is dopamine distilled....the spine tingles. Favorite track: Usual Freaks.
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1.
The TV asked me "when you grow up, What will you be: a killer or a punchline?" And what will happen if my brain can't stop All that dreaming must have warped my tiny mind Oil on the water inside my grimy fishbowl It's no surprise things took such a long time... I never could commit to heroine I never found something I could be a hero in I've flown the nest but not grown up A cuckoo chick, instead of what I could've been I don't mind that you think I've lost it Maybe I'm glad; I must be nothing like you A dumbed down fairytale We all can get a grip on Like it got a grip on me Practising my bite So I can get my teeth into Whatever's got its teeth into me I blow a kiss as the grim reaper grins at me Won't hang my head for shame nor gravity Afraid of my shadow but it can't scare me straight Drowned out the sound of the pop psychology This princess has a thousand enemies The revolution backlash chews my mind
2.
You know she bought a revolver with her pension fund When she asked me to join her my face was stunned "Are you gonna come with me when the sun goes down?" We had a love so deep that I thought I'd drown What I saw through the fog was a beautiful cog in the monolithic death machine As we drop down below all the mangled rainbows I can show her just what I mean So I took her to the south where the beast has a mouth at least his razor sharp teeth are clean Sometimes I'm afraid to meet the calf of the sacred cow I'd like to quit the fear porn but I don't know how I'll show you some things that are easier done than said Look up at the stars instead of eating lead You've been living on small talk and cigarettes Baby I'm not cool but I've no regrets
3.
Wishbone 02:48
Haunted meat on a pile of bones Hear my heels on the cobblestones Silver tongues in my golden ears Something telling me the age is near Human form is a good disguise Blood weeping from my eyes Keeps you mesmerised Keeps you mesmerised The taste of raw banality A waste of all the ripest time While you pull on the wishbone And wish for a spine Give me beauty and all the frills Don't ask questions; just take the pills Some days I feel the black dog inside me Trying to climb up my family tree Balaclava and a bottle of rum Kingdom go and kingdom come Gamble on a superstition That this could be the cure for the human condition
4.
Tendrils 02:51
She pulled me over with her tendrils Planting seeds of psychic Urges in my brain Just want forgiveness from the future Bend the ears our way Explain this mess away If we find the words to say We've got nothing to say Blood bubbles foaming out our face Bet on by gamblers in disgrace Who's in control is still a mystery And should you fall behind the chase Don't worry, you will be replaced Bells ringing for the end of history The stones that pave the way to nowhere Build houses in the fields Of sulphur butterflies With tentacles around our faces Big fish eat the small ones And fall into the dark Eaten by loansharks While vampire squids suck the ocean dry
5.
Keep poking my eyes until I see Warping my brain until I'm free What did I do to deserve this curse? I promise I'm trying my best to do worse Follow me down into the trees Pray with me there upon our knees What did we do to deserve this curse? Honey I'm telling you we could do worse Driving through a lizard empire Roadkill rolling by in blurs Savage times are upon me But my boots have the sharpest spurs This is the place it all begins This is the face of seven sins What did we do to deserve this curse? Swallowing ghosts at the feast 'til we burst Another reptile in the headlights But Heaven knows I won't be slimed Cause every evening I sell my body And every morning I sell my mind
6.
All this work just to delay What'll only happen anyway (Bemusing Confusing We choose what You call losing) If sincerity is too cliché Then it doesn't matter what you say (Lost youth in Post truth land Crossed fingers On a dead hand) Feels like a nightmare But I can't sleep We pray the right prayers But we won't attack Sit back and watch evil grow Lost in the whirlpool But help's dirt cheap It's kind to be cruel When your heart's jet black Sit back and watch evil grow Post post post modernity 20 layers deep in irony What's it all supposed to be? Doesn't really matter much to me
7.
Usual Freaks 02:48
One more round of Russian roulette Don't go out til after sunset Feet click on the bricks of the street If they stay above the concrete If you've got nothing nice to say don't say nothing at all When you run out of stones to throw You walk away still feeling miserable Do I look beautiful with a gun to my head? 12 more words that make you see red Don't look like the usual freaks Stoned to death as soon as she speaks Let's go back home, we'll split the difference Between the great and the good In our bad neighbourhood I could have sworn I saw my name there, burnt into the wood That's all I understood
8.
Milked 03:51
Couldn't work out the conclusion of the final episode With my face completely vacant as the bathtub overflowed I feel a tingling feeling just before I start the day As I pour out my White Russian on a bowl of Special K My mind was feeling empty and my heart was feeling fine Then my 60s dreams exploded on the journey back from Tyme I thought I caught you staring at the buckle of my belt I’m sorry I must leave before my face begins to melt You knew I'd been there from the lipstick on the coke cans Blame it on me; that's been working since the fall of man Thought I had this down but glam can't tell me who to be I'm a damsel now so could you rescue me? You don't have the friends I have; but you should see them You know I'm just another oddball getting even Thought I had this down but glam can't tell me who to be I'm a damsel now so could you rescue me? I must admit it's been a while since I felt right Stuck here waiting for my life in the sunlight Thought I had this down but glam can't tell me who to be I'm a damsel now so could you rescue me?
9.
Dead Air 02:53
As we sat and opined Over our eighth glass of wine (The one which kind of undermined what we were saying) About kids in future ages Turning history's glossy pages What they'll say about our age is "Wow those people sure liked stuff" No holy book, no catchy motto I'll be your good little castrato We say potato not potaato So we're gonna fuck you up Feels like the world's about to burn And as 6 billion stomachs churn At least you'll get to keep your earnings with you for the afterlife If I could only have one wish It’d be that I could make a fist Cause they told me What they sold me In the night would love and hold me Trading success For some last breaths I want the world's death kiss The counterculture is in vane It's not rebellion if the framework’s so engrained within your brain that you don't want for what could be You're awfully literate, But literally awful Shovel in another jaw full of that tasty misery
10.
Put that book back on the shelf don't bother Made a beast out of myself tell mother Talking to the ghosts of my dead cats I See the weirdness in my eyes Don't know what I'm doing or seeing Or if I'm even a human being Stay out of the light each time we come round We'll be writhing in our beds 'til the sun goes down (Dropped out) The sweet surrender to the peace of vacuous minds (Locked in) Maybe we deserve to be the void freaks left behind We don't mind about the tiny details Tell the papers that we did not inhale Fried our brains on Friday nights like always Memory's a bluish haze Don't know if I'm coming or going If that's even really worth knowing If the world must just pretend it's normal Shut the blinds and drop the whole act for a while It's hard to shake the feeling we're not welcome anymore We're living on the ceiling cause there's no room on the floor You try to live inside something no one can describe There's nowhere left to run but there's one place left to hide... (Locked in and dropped out…)
11.
Overgrown 04:02
Grains of desert Sand Slip through my twisted hands Careful in this place Keep my mind behind my face Walking for a while Came to a crooked style Pointed up above With my hand inside my glove A face up in the sky It breathed a burning sigh Roasting my red tan And writing on the land We need a concrete path we can't keep following our nose Got us locked up in these boxes like Victorian freakshows I barely recognise my street since it got so overgrown But the day I left the desert was the day the seeds were sown I got an education, went to work and paid the bills But to navigate this wasteland is outside my range of skills So I learned to fix a car and drove a hundred miles south It was days before you heard another word out of my mouth Resting by the sea where we just lay upon the rocks You don't need to know the time when there's no such thing as clocks A moral obligation to destroy the human race I started off in glory and i ended in disgrace I never quite remembered how I learned to love the bomb Now I'm braced for impact, breathing slow and keeping really calm Sitting by the fire I felt the warmth of embers glow I never meant to be a bad man but then that's just the way that some things go

about

Punk Slime Recordings are proud to present the debut album from London based Chemtrails. Founded and fronted by romantic and musical partners Mia Lust and Laura Orlova, they make catchy, fuzzy, lo-fi pop music, somewhere between The Pixies, Black Lips and Blondie, with lyrics that are surreal yet earnestly meaningful.

Chemtrails made their debut in September 2016 with the single “Aeons” on Stockholm label PNKSLM Recordings and have since released two Eps. The first, Love in Toxic Wasteland, tells stories of savagery and spirituality in a post-apocalyptic world, with melodic songs built out of raw, heavy guitars and dreamy, reverb-soaked Farfisa organ. The second EP, Headless Pin Up Girl, has a more pop-forward feel to it, with Mia Lust's lyrics getting deeply personal as she openly reflects on her place in the world as a transgender woman.

The band's debut album, Calf of the Sacred Cow, is due out in February 2018 on PNKSLM, and like all of Chemtrails' output so far it was recorded and produced in Lust and Orlova's living room. The album sees the band exploring wider territory and includes some their most unusual psychedelic power-pop songs yet, as well as their heaviest, most aggressive garage rock numbers.

Chemtrails’ Calf of the Sacred Cow is due on February 9, 2018 via PNKSLM Recordings on limited edition vinyl and digitally.

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released February 9, 2018

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Chemtrails Manchester, UK

Mia Lust
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Laura Orlova
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Ian Kane
(bass),
Liam Steers
(drums)

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