Sluggerhand

by a truth called nothing

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1.
Nothing came from it Although he had a marvellous time, as always He felt it was a city in decline The economy has tanked And the sportsmen started to lose But he could not keep hold of his own name He thought, the moment you're established, you start to decay That standing still is a sucker's game So he left before his mind grew weary and his beard turned grey He left the station with a briefcase full of ideas Never conservative, over-cautious or cowardly Take what is unlimited and summon what is free There is never a final stop, only opportunity Remember, there's an eclectic brilliance as far as your mind can see Leave the stranger from the office building to stew in obscurity Stride off toward your particular account of prosperity Where your exclusiveness isn't based on others' morality (There was) A blinding glimpse of the obvious An irrefutable and straight path A clear choice and a decisive move An inspirational speech in a bourgeios home tonight (Tonight) Dreams only come alive at night You never really get what you would like: Often, not even what you need The only thing you can decide is what to do and who to please Struggle against the indifference, because there never is much of a chance What you are and who you can be is the only thing that even matters to me A fighting chance for the obvious Something more than a fading choice It's all in your head It's all you can have tonight It's all you can have tonight
2.
The islands will never be home to me Even though there'll be a special place For the Pupil Hill, the Old Street and the Tollhouse But these islands will never be home to me I am from a house by an old lake And I'm searching for a place Where no one knows my name I come from a city by a lake And I'm searching for a place And I'm searching for a space Looking for the spot, never discovered Free from prejudice, comittments and strife Where I can enjoy the particular and peculiar fire The particular and peculiar fire raging inside Inside of me I come from a house by an old lake And I'm searching for a place Where I can lay my head I grew up in a city by a lake And I'm searching for a place And I'm searching for a name When I see, I feel like no one's alive When I feel, I see that's mostly lies Strongly feeling, this city will never rise There's a city waiting for me Full of fight and loving life An unending saga, an amazing domain With a comforting veneer of familiarity Leave the city that spawned this corroded life Forget the pettiness of these damned times Take up refuge in a stream of signs Find direction among all those different lines Make your mind up, set your price The endgame: ”Home is a state of mind”
3.
06:41
Could this be a feeling I am feeling? I shouldn't have had to suffer this indignity We have become prosthesis gods, addicted to authority Stains on the name of God: I read them on the ceiling Hang your head in recollection of the day A token of love, an appeasment strategy In all likelihood, didn't need the excuse to roll over Begging for food Begging for truth Begging for blood Conviction of a dim presentiment Salvation merged into the influence But I possess so much self-control To take up the position as an alpha male A gaggle of followers I don't care for their social displays In front of some altar They cannot even retain their own names Here in my bed as the time drips on They walk in and out, changing papers I present my buttocks The light is mild, the room is warm I don't work I don't love I can barely be said to exist at all On certain evenings, I felt sympathy But it was blunted all those years ago Lying here at the end of all my struggles now I hate the one that I've become dependent on Conviction of a dim presentiment Salvation merged into the influence But I possess so much self-control To step into position as an alpha male I change my mind again About the methods behind the mischief No one should be subjected to indignity That's why I'll make sure to keep a hidden stash of pills Conviction of a dim presentiment Salvation merged into the influence But I possess so much self-control I don't deserve to be the alpha male On certain evenings, I felt sympathy But it was blunted all those years ago Lying here at the end of all my struggles now I hate the one that I've become dependent on
4.
03:27
I've never felt this way in myself Like I'm in control I need to step outside of myself To rock 'n roll Playing my guitar In a room without a light Put myself to the test And in the end, it feels all right But I can be so blind Need to pretend I'm someone else To be me But I might lose track of whatever it is I want to be When you're confined in your preconcieved ideas Your own identity May construct your enemies But I can be so difficult The stage is set for the bold to take By force of by hand As I force my hand To make the weak understand I'm not gonna play my guitar anymore I've been trying to stop The guitar is a luxury I cannot afford I'm not ready to rock And I didn't play my guitar for about seven years Directing machine From a podium in my mind Whilst collecting the names And smashing the chimes When you're confined in your preconcieved ideas Your own identity May convince you to be sincere And do it one more time
5.
Some roads are easy, some roads are cruel Standing by the water, gazing at the sound Realizing now that life will never be the same I'll never bring those pieces together Death is sorrowful: Always haunting, always present Sorrow will keep on coming in our race against time The sun sets, and darkness surrounds us all Remember: A life story needn't be unfortunate at all I've come to know the cold, I think of it as home Even now when death has come, it seems it wasn't long ago That our little struggles would resolve into a truce Let it be that way again: Never postpone joy I saw the wave: It rolled onto the beach Never forgotten when the heart isn't lost Sorrow will come and sorrow will go On the streets of Heaven tonight There's no need to live in the past We're all born, we worry a lot, and then we die So before it's you who heads for the inevitable dark Remember: A life story needn't be unfortunate at all I've come to know the cold, I think of it as home Even now when death has come, it seems it wasn't long ago That our little struggles would resolve into a truce Let it be that way again: Never forego love Just a little longer: A little endless dream ”Never” is a long time and ”joy” is up to you
6.
Easier air and a softer breeze on the way back to the houses downtown. When you're one of the important ones, you never have the time to drive down and sign up for the show, laugh at the rank and file. It is a mean thing, but it is also fun. The girls never love you for who you are: They love the comfort of their dream. Abuse and resentment is the catalyst for accomplishment. Talk in the analogue phone. Talk for a little while. Let me talk about the Big Freeze, talk a bit about that mess. We come full circle; It's what drives my libido. Unpaid overtime with the other boys down in the office hall. A little something something extra on the paycheck this coming fall. Educated proffessionals, squeezing the last inspired drops out of this wounded and stumbling economy. What’s your goal and ultimate destination? A solid mortgage in the bank. A good-enough job and a real comfortable spouse. Someone who awaits your arrival. Someone who lies waiting for you when you are coming home. There is always something missing. We’re the copies of our yesterday personae, feeling and living as their slightly paler friends It takes a while to realize: The whole world is changing.
7.
Dippy smile on your face Well, I gave you a mystery The lux of the tedium Let's not borrow trouble A grand old time A sundress, radiant and clear On European front steps Someone to make you fall I used to see the world in fragments And so this is my tale Transient as fire And enraged at life Old buddy, only the kings rise Smell the stink of the great question Stop hanging onto this god damned mess The circus lie is fun, but it is tough Disrepair in an indifferent embrace It's for another time, in another place And friends, you don't recognize this face The times are different Disconcerted and wildly ambitious Now I heard you got married Maybe that's true A little tuneful reminiscence But now, I'm whistling a different tune You were the one I really wanted One of those you can't forget But now, I'm throwing it wild and free Reusing old graves A townhouse in a luxourious city Locked in a photographic box The vice of the commonplace You will walk away alone tonight Reusing old graves Oh baby baby baby, only the kings rise Stand up and smell the stink of the great question Nothing to be gained by an explanation I miss the caressing touch of your flesh Once, there was only darkness But look around, let the light surround you Stop hanging onto this god damned mess The circus lie is fun, but it is tough You know, it's for another time – Another cry Shadows and dampness in a cold embrace And mother, you don't understand The absurdity of the contemporary Windy, ambitious and puffed up with pride An unwavering belief in our virtues This combination of recklessness and discipline Virtues, subverted in something darker
8.
I'd write you letters 'bout my hopes and fears I'd send them in envelopes from Credit Suisse Stories 'bout walking along a lake in a city of rejects A place between essence and descent There was beauty in the imminence There was nobility in awe You were an angel before the light And I can't help crying because all I want is your smile I'm coming up, only to see you I'm coming up, only to be with you For a short while For a short while When every murmur has been heard And every phrasing has been used Trying to breathe life in something you know was stillborn But it's hard to distinguish what really matters, in whom you can really trust Clinging on to a thought that should have lived many years ago But you never want to hear that you were someone better before God knows that brings me down You say you don't love someone new I can't say the same: I'm in love with no one special But when you were here with me, the singers kept on singing But when days turn to weeks turn to months It's hard to tell apart what really matters and who to trust You never want to know, you were someone better before I love that smile Too bad for me; I couldn't see it before she turned me down The scrutiny of the gratefulness But you're always the angel before the light I came, only to see you I came, only to be with you For a short while For a short while I'm coming up, only to see you I'm coming up, only to be with you I came, only to see you I came, only to be with you For a short while For a short while For a short while
9.
Miracles don't come easy, but I wish they would I wanna believe, and I promise to stand where you stood At these times, a miracle is all that it counts for But all I know is that these don't count for much This time I know it's really coming down Even though my gaze is lowered Nothing to conceal what's in front of me Even when my eyes are covered The little signs I know it's out of line but I know it's now I feel your burning eyes Because of love, nothing's ever fair I can't feel what you feel, and I don't know I'll never know of the memories you hold All that is left is the slowly overpowering realization That someone who's been present all your life Will slowly depart, never to return again Watching and hurting as the last lights fade away This time I know it's really going down Even though my eyes are covered Nothing to conceal what's in front of me Even when my face is lowered All these things I know it's out of line but I know it's time I feel your burning eyes Because of love, nothing's ever fair I can't feel what you feel, and I don't know I'll never know of the memories you hold There's never enough time: Plenty of blame to go around When someone is moving on, moving to the ceaseless ground The one that you love is the one you know will take you higher Hear the clouds crack open and see the sky get brighter I know it's really coming on Even when my gaze is lowered Nothing can conceal what's in front of me Even when my eyes are covered These days, there isn't even any solace In that there couldn't have been any other way Some day, I hope you'll realize That the memories will never fade away, no (Never fade away)
10.
This dream, this life, this condition All my despair and all my fights My relief, my pride, my lies My late-night collapse It's my secret life, but it disfigures me Share in the failing Of the economy I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead, dead, dead, dead A blood-red sky, a shakedown A rapidly deteriorating situation It ain't a colourful metaphor for my life It's a huge sack of shit in the middle of my life Living alone I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead, dead, dead, dead, dead Look: There's no denying this That overall, I'm happy as can be I want to appease the world It's really a gift, but it disfigures me I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead, dead, dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead I'd like to be dead, dead, dead...
11.
Try to walk a mile in my shoes Try the creek by the end of the stream There's a castle, still standing there But it is not what it seems There is a new dawn here Yet another fight for the new breed Every three years or so, there must be A new catastrophe for the world to see “The great redeeming feature of poverty is that it annihilates the future” It has come to a point where there is Nowhere else to go but forward So, dear ami, do what you will I do what I must I don't know much and I don't know this Sometimes, it gets so hard to care There was a Mexican girl in my mind But she was ousted a while ago By a notion of a better day Zürich and Baale are closing in It might be so that the anguish will level And, one day, fade away “The great redeeming feature of poverty is that it annihilates the future” It has come to a point where there is Nowhere else to go but forward So, dear ami, do what you will I do what I must Is the old school still standing there? Beside the house in which you were born Where the first love faded away Is the silence still there? The one right after all was said and done After you hear them calling for your soul I guess time will tell us Who was on track and who was left behind I can follow the path in front of me I don't build up illusions no more There's no room here anymore And I need to get out of here I hope you will be somewhere safe When the hammer comes down And lays judgment on us all When everything will change “The great redeeming feature of poverty is that it annihilates the future” It has come to a point where there is Nowhere else to go but forward So, mon ami, do what you will I do what I must I do what I must I do what I must I do what I must

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released July 2, 2015

sluggerhand

performed and produced by adam sobranie and samuel lundgren

all songs written by lundgren/sobranie
except (3) and (4) written by lundgren

recorded at grueltown studios

except

(1) live drums: tom pole

(3) recorded at king's hammer studios and grueltown studios

(5) live drums: tom pole

(6) additional synth and noise loops: bo blaze

(7) piano: gene vite
live drums: tom pole

(9) recorded at grueltown studios and no mercy studios
production and ebow: bo blaze
live drums: tom pole

(10) kamancheh: martin ekelund

(11) recorded at no mercy studios
production and synthesizer: bo blaze


cover art: adam sobranie

special thanks to martin ekelund

extra special thanks to bo blaze, without whom this record could not have been completed and we would all be dead

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a truth called nothing Stockholm, Sweden

The European atheist art-rock band, a truth called nothing, is made up of contrasts: they combine hi-i with lo-fi, death with joy. They have been active since the new millenium began, collaborating heavily with the european movement to legalize assisted suicide, as well as emerging at the forefront of the online phenomenon "Borgarkrossarna" ("The Bourgeois Breakers"). ... more

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