Degradio E.P.
by Antilogical
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Digital Album
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Hate Ain't
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Special Things
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Girl's Gonna Kill
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Surround
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Blood on the Wall
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released 25 January 2013
Recorded and Mixed by Ryan Cunningham at Mercury Guitar Studios
Mastered by Austin at River City Studio. Album cover art by Joe Hart.
All songs written and performed by Antilogical with the exceptions of "Devil's Right Hand" by Steve Earle and "Take Em All" by Cock Sparrer. SILVERMAPLEKILL.weebley.com. Book this band now: Dustin.anderson50@gmail.com
Recorded and Mixed by Ryan Cunningham at Mercury Guitar Studios
Mastered by Austin at River City Studio. Album cover art by Joe Hart.
All songs written and performed by Antilogical with the exceptions of "Devil's Right Hand" by Steve Earle and "Take Em All" by Cock Sparrer. SILVERMAPLEKILL.weebley.com. Book this band now: Dustin.anderson50@gmail.com
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Antilogical is an Alternative Punk Rock three piece out of Grand Rapids. Ryan Schubert with his swift calculating drums provides a strong backbone to this band. Ryan Cunningham adds the oddly danceable and infectious bass swing. Finally, Dustin Anderson fronts this calamity, ripping out fast riffs and faster tongue twisting lyrics. Find more info on this band at www.silvermaplekill.weebly.com. ... more
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Jan 2013 -
Jun 2012 -
Nov 2010
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- Track Name: Hate Ain't
- HATE AIN’T – Fuck you and your racist attitude. Your hate ain’t fuckin’ funny dude . Ignorant old dumb fool. Fuck you and your homophobia too. Negative waves fill the room. It’s all cool except the doom. You knew it was coming I assume. Exit life into death’s womb. I know your kind. I’ve seen the signs. You’re gonna pass it on. You hate, discriminate and hide it all in a sacred state. Do as I think not as I say. Take it all away anyday. Blasted in your mind shows your face. Dazed amazed fuck this place. I know your kind. I’ve seen the signs. You’re gonna pass it on. You hate, discriminate and hide it all in a sacred state. I know your kind. I’ve seen the signs. You’re gonna pass it on. You hate, discriminate and hide it all in a sacred state. Hate ain’t a sacred state. Hate ain’t a sacred state. Hate ain’t a sacred state. Hate ain’t a sacred state.
- Track Name: Special Things
- SPECIAL THINGS – Silly packs of silly string. Jumping up and down and sing. Get your girl a finger ring. All of these are special things and all of you are special beings. Punch a bear become best friends (punch a bear?) Six days under and I got the bends. Hallucinating I killed Pete Wentz. I make dollars I don’t make cents it’s just that easy I don’t make sense. There’s gotta be a girl. Someone like you. Who will put up with me and all my fucked up things. It’s all a dream. Brought on by you. And it’s making me crazy yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. Eenie Meenie Pepsi-Deenie. Hotsie tootsie Liberache and his sister George. A peach a plum a half a stick of chewing gum Hey man hey man. and this is what they say. Hey man hey man. Amandiego sandiego hocus pocus Charlie okus HEY. There’s gotta be a girl. Someone like you. Who will put up with me and all my fucked up things. It’s all a dream. Brought on by you. And it’s making me crazy yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. Yeeeeeoooooooowwwwwwwwwwww. Silly packs of silly string. Jumping up and down and sing. Get your girl a finger ring. All of these are special things and all of you are special beings. Punch a bear become best friends (punch a bear?) Six days under and I got the bends. Hallucinating I killed Pete Wentz. I make dollars I don’t make cents it’s just that easy I don’t make sense. There’s gotta be a girl. Someone like you. Who will put up with me and all my fucked up things. It’s all a dream. Brought on by you. And it’s making me crazy yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.
- Track Name: Take Em' All - (by Cock Sparrer)
- TAKE EM ALL (by Cock Sparrer) – We made our way through the east end clubs with gigs and backstage passes. Ex boxing champs at the west end clubs, bankers in dark glasses. Hundred grand cars, drink in hotel bars, even making money in bed. Wouldn’t be a loss and I wouldn’t give a toss if they all ended up dead. Take em all, take em all and put up against the wall and shoot em. Short and tall let’s watch them fall, come on boys let’s take em all. Sorry boys it ain’t our fault that your record didn’t make it. You had your chance to make them dance but you didn’t take it. Gotta go and sign another band for the company. Probably never see you again, better get back to the factory. Take em all, take em all and put up against the wall and shoot em. Short and tall let’s watch them fall, come on boys let’s take em all.
- Track Name: Girl's Gonna Kill
- GIRL’S GONNA KILL – She’ll make your life flash before your eyes. Digging in deep she’ll make you cry. Everything you dreamed is near exact. Trepidation of expiring on your back. Slow shifting needs will keep you there. You’ve been warned but you don’t care. That girl’s gonna kill (gonna kill) tonight. That girl’s gonna make you feel alright. With her tattooed chest and that look in her eye. No need to fight (you’re all gonna die) that girl’s gonna kill (gonna kill) tonight. Grand Raggidy Roller Girls will knock you out. They’ll show you what the J block is all about. With 8 on the floor and the fishnet burn, taking you out on the next turn. Hot as the sun and mean as a knife. You hear her skates as you lose your life. That girl’s gonna kill (gonna kill) tonight. That girl’s gonna make you feel alright. With her tattooed chest and that look in her eye. No need to fight (you’re all gonna die) that girl’s gonna kill (gonna kill) tonight. Go Skate! Go Skate! Go Skate! Go Skate! Go Skate! Go Skate! She skates as you’re laid to waste. Go Skate! Go Skate! She skates as you’re laid to waste. Go Skate! Go Skate! She skates as you’re laid to waste. (Lindsey Blowhan taking it to the outside and with the help of Lucy Morals’ elbow <BAM> the Grand Raggidy Roller Girls take the lead!) That girl’s gonna kill (gonna kill) tonight.
- Track Name: Surround
- SURROUND – I’m gonna run you down and smash your face right in the truth. I have myself in check, do you know who rules you. Trashing nashing acting like a maniac, is that your plan of attack? We’ll go down this road again but this time you’re not coming back. Break down, break down, break down the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. Tear down, tear down, down to the ground. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. Take down, take down, take down the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. At any point you can grab the reigns of your own destiny but you’re too dense and cowardly to know the idea of free. Break down, break down, break down the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. Tear down, tear down, down to the ground. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. Take down, take down, take down the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound. It’s all around surround, surround the sound.
- Track Name: Blood on the Wall
- BLOOD ON THE WALL – once you’ve seen it you’ve seen it all before. Blood guts gore in absolute horror. Gotta have it gotta have more. Blood guts gore in absolute horror. Never quite free until you’re dead you see. In society we’re the mindless zombies. Commercial life like the walking dead you’ll see. When my time comes please release me, With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. Mind is twisted from all the lies it’s fed. Lying wide awake you turn in bed. Close your eyes and all your see is red. You won’t know the truth until you’re dead. Never quite free until you’re dead you see. In society we’re the mindless zombies. Commercial life like the walking dead you’ll see. When my time comes please release me, With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall. With blood on the Wall.
- Track Name: Devil's Right Hand (by Steve Earle)
- DEVIL’S RIGHT HAND (by Steve Earle) – About the time my daddy left to fight the big war I saw my first pistol in the general store, the general store when I was 13. I thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen. I asked if I can get one when I grew up and my mom dropped a dozen eggs and nearly blew up, nearly blew up and I couldn’t understand. My mom said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a might slow Loads a might slow and soon I found out . It can get you into trouble but it can't get you out So then I went and bought myself a Colt 45 Called a peacemaker but I never knew why Never knew why, I didn't understand Cause Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. Well I get into a card game in a company town Caught a miner cheating I shot the dog down Shot the dog down, watched the man fall Never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw The trial was in the morning and they drug me out of bed Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. Devil’s right hand the devil’s right hand, momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand. momma said the pistol is the devil’s right hand.
