live in a series of boxes

by subNatural

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $3 USD  or more

     

1.
04:39
2.
03:36
3.
04:44

about

recorded live in separate places.

The end of the high tech low life.

Also included are 480p videos of subNatural performing 'Glossolalia' & 'Stained' live at Clicks in San Antonio, TX, February 12, 2011. Video footage courtesy of Clint McCrocklin. © 2011. All rights reserved.

© 2010 subNatural

subnatural.net

credits

released October 16, 2010

recorded live in separate places.

ritch n: vocals, programming, synth
guymon adams: guitars, feedback
nick grubbs: bass, programming
martin mccreadie: synth, guitar on 01
eric rietman: drums

All tracks written/recorded by subNatural
drums recorded by irron r collins iv
mixed by mm and ga
mastered by rn
design by rn and mm
© 2010 subNatural

subnatural.net
facebook.com/subnatural

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

subNatural Austin, Texas

Whether it's trading remixes or pushing subwoofers live, subNatural is a culmination of passion, sound and sweat... A neurotic blend of darker rock, intricate layering and pounding electronic beats.

"...Dizzying, energizing, the set was sex on legs, and I was desperately sorry when it was over." - Sammi (Adzuki Bean Stash)
... more

contact / help

Contact subNatural

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: Glossolalia
Underneath a concrete slab
I wait for you asleep
Knowing that you're wandering
And skin just might hit street 
It's time you learned to be discreet

I can't see
I can't breathe
I no longer need
And I can not replace

I can not replace

That's when the warning bell
Goes of inside my head
Stricken underneath your spell
To me you are the innocent
This flailing sentinel's frame of mind
May protect from the storm
Running on the heat of fifty tonnes
I know that I can keep you warm

I can't see
I can't breathe
I no longer need
And I can not replace
oh fuck I never went this way
I can't ever
I can't see
I can't breathe
I no longer need
And I can not replace
What can I say to this?
I can not replace
Track Name: Stained
You should've left me alone
You should've never followed me home
And now I never can forget
No matter how much I drink my hands still look stained red

I can't feel this
This necessary instinct
I can't breathe through this mask
I can't think

You should've said goodbye
You should've known I was a waste of time
I've always known and I'm still riddled with regret
Still swimming through my skin and it's not even close to over yet

I can't feel this
This secondary instinct
I can't breathe through this mask
I can't think

Oh shit it goes..

Down,
down down
I'm dragging this out
and now
I think I just
found out it's
Just another stain

I can't work
to defend
It seems no matter how hard I try I still pretend
To be the best
and to claim
That it never meant as much as it did to me
I can't rid
any doubts
You wanted me to kill the beast
and suck the poison out
I can't seem to forget
and these reasons they scream
Because of everything else
it just keep going...

Down,
down down
I'm dragging this out
and now
I think I just
found out it's
Just another stain

Down,
down down
I'm dragging this out
and now
I think I just
found out it's
Just another, just another stain
Track Name: The Pyre
And we fail to see the obvious
Greedy fingers tighten leashes 'round our necks
'Til they can use them as a noose

And they say we lack the confidence
Pummeled further in our minds 'til we can't see
How we were positioned to lose

Stripped down 'til I can't see it
Stuck at the bottom with this bottle of sealants
I've watched this whole world fade away from view
And I know I feel them on their way
Repossessing anything that they claim
Despair mimics Desire
Grab your torches for the funeral pyre, c'mon

A funeral held for the audience
Arms extended to participate
not knowing that we're bringing forth our end

It doesn't seem to matter anyways
The training's deep and depending on who's looking none of us are innocent

Stripped down 'til I can't see it
Stuck at the bottom with this bottle of sealants
I've watched this whole world fade away from view
And I know I feel them on their way
Repossessing anything that they claim
Despair mimics Desire
Everybody grab your torches for the funeral pyre, c'mon
Everybody grab your torches for the funeral pyre, c'mon
Stripped down 'til I can't see it

Stripped down 'til I can't see it
Stuck at the bottom with this bottle of sealants
I've watched this whole world fade away from view
And I know I feel them on their way
Repossessing anything that they claim
Despair mimics Desire
Everybody grab your torches for the funeral pyre, c'mon