Mothsounds – Mothsounds
Available On
Album Reviews
We start today's charts with a doublet of Mothsounds, who bring us a whole experimental universe in their music, in such a way that meeting each luminous fiber of their sounds is an opportunity to experience a quite strong trip, in which it seems that we we drown by the impressive fullness of its textures, this is the case of All That We Have Lost , which refers us to a space of clear and almost mortal loss, with the power to encourage us to break all memories to fulfill our disdain for losing what you have to come. Mothsounds continues with Beta Carotene , one of those songs that take you by surprise and only want you to jump or get into your world while you catch your breath, thanks to the power of rock that this band proposes. Finding these two songs is like seeing the curiosity of rock, and how it can unleash you with fury with nothing to leave behind. It is pure rock so that you feel and do not lose your mind, so untie it all.
Tracklist
Lyrics
Son of the System
A child of war he cannot fight
A mother’s conviction
Try and escape he cannot hide
Open doorways and starlit sounds
As the looking glass fades
Opulence on this carousel of the beautiful ones
But something’s not right
Son of the system
A child of war he cannot fight
A father’s intentions
Poising everything in sight
One by one, as the air runs thin for the struggling fold
Two by tow as we take control of everything else
It’s starting to rise
Son of the system
A child of war he cannot fight
A mother’s conviction
Try and escape he cannot hide
Chain Link
The cat’s out of the bag now
Downtown on the corner with another
Don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear this
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
Don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear it
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
Tell me if I should sit back while it falls out from under
Your footing unstable
Grab ahold of the sky as you’re falling
But next time remind me
Of the ways that I’m there when you
Don’t seem to need it
Looking down at the bottom of a barrel
Don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear this
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
But don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear it
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
Don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear this
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
But don’t speak it’s ok
I don’t think I want to hear it
Excuses come easy
I should I know
I’ve made quite a few of my own
Beta Carotene
Losing any sense of self control
Find myself alone and then
Television’s on the fritz again
We should just go throw it away
Lemon lime twister
Yeah I think I saw your sister last night
Out past a quarter to two
Beta Carotene wasteland
Now you’re off to the next move
Don’t you come down until we are through
Where have all the good times left and gone?
Wondering if they ever came around
Would I fall in love again with someone other than myself, my friend?
This life is just such a charade
Lemon lime twister
Yeah I think I saw your sister last night
Out past a quarter to two
Beta Carotene wasteland
Now you’re off to the next move
Don’t you come down until we are through
Lemon lime twister
Yeah I think I saw your sister last night
Out past a quarter to two
Beta Carotene wasteland
And you’re off to the next move
Don’t you come down until we are through
Now you’re running to the wrong side of the ship cause you know it’s sinking
But no one else has a clue
Disentangled
I don’t expect you’ll understand
I’ll leave it all behind
Forgetting just how sad it is
Then you get under my
Cold and thin contorted skin
And all
All I hear
Is the silence you bring
I’ll find some sense
And I’ll wait for you to change
A loaded mouth of lies
Twisted tongue and serpent’s smile
You slither by and by
I sit alone and wonder why
No comfort I have found
In watching you consume my mind.
And all
All I hear
Is the silence you bring
I’ll find some sense
And I’ll wait for you
Photos of the Ghost
It’s all we do to keep it in place
Hanging out for now
Truth is I’m mortified
By your grace it seems
Your thoughts are mine
A stoic figure enters my mind
Who does she want now?
Changes like the weather
And clouds are blowing in
When should I just let it go?
Let it end in silence
Ask yourself would you look back
Or would you run for your life?
Unglued, but I
See the pieces fall into place
Nausea is mine
I cannot stomach all we’ve become
And all that we’ve made
Dark Army
Leaves you trembling on the floor
Now I can’t feel you
My limbs are numb
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Now I can’t see you
My eyes are blind
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Half lit pathways open on
Promises of what we’ve done
Broken pages of your story
One that no one lives to tell
Now I can’t feel you
My limbs are numb
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Now I can’t see you
My eyes are blind
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Let us in your silver lining
Leaves you trembling on the floor
Now I can’t feel you
My limbs are numb
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Now I can’t see you
My eyes are blind
We’re innocent here
We are innocent here
Edit
I’ll lay my hand facedown
Stripped of all that controls me
Can’t save you from yourself
Innocence is over
At least that’s what we’re told
The countdown
It’s starting
Change is bound to come
They beg us
To feed them
Always wanting more
The chants are
Still calling
Slowly drowning out
An answer to all
The questions are left out
Broken down and beaten
We pull ourselves back up
Raise a fist in anger
Then watch it fall back down
Ours is not to question
Just fall back into line
The countdown
It’s starting
Change is bound to come
They beg us
To feed them
Always wanting more
The chants are
Still calling
Slowly drowning out
An answer to all
The questions are left out
Slip
You’ll find out someday I know
Maybe I should clear my head and the way I see you clouded in my far too empty mind
I miss all the finer things we know
When I come down to the excuses we’ve made
I’ll forget all our troubles and we’ll make some
Who are you to listen to my every word I’m speaking softly
So you can’t hear what I say
Maybe I should scream my lungs out and blow away what you’ve accepted in your warm embrace
Who are we to take for granted all the things that we’ve been handed?
I know that someday you will
Give it all to someone who is nothing like the man that I am and all I’ve ever known
I miss all the finer things we know
When I come down to the excuses we’ve made
I’ll forget all our troubles and you’ll make some for me
All That We Have Lost
Slowly fade away
Is anyone out there?
Who hears the same thing?
We are never going back
This is not what I’m here for
Shouldn’t shock you
Don’t need words to show you how I feel about you
Tell yourself that it’s alright
But don’t look in the mirror
You might not like who’s looking back
Wash away denial
I’ve been mistaken
Been played for a fool
But we’ll see who’s laughing
When it comes back to you
We’re not going back
This is not what I’m here for
Shouldn’t shock you
Don’t need words to show you how I feel about you
Tell yourself that it’s alright
But don’t look in the mirror
You might not like who’s looking back
Wash away denial
Is she lost?
Or is she waiting?
For someone who’ll make a change
About Album
Mothsounds is a beautiful and dynamic shoegaze, indie/alternative rock project created by Mike Chambers.
Favorite Pick: Beta Carotene
Honorable Mention: Photos of the Ghost