Peace Quest

by Walking Bombs

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

      name your price

     

1.
2.
3.
03:22
4.
5.
6.
04:35

about

An EP from Walking Bombs on the subject of peace, love, vampirism, anger management, perspective.

All songs written and recorded in the second half of 2016.

credits

released October 31, 2016

Engineered and Mixed by Jay Andersen in Saugerties, NY
Mastered by Tad Doyle at Witch Ape Studio

Vocals- Morgan Ywain Evans, bass on 1, acoustic on 1,4 + 5,trombone on 1
Jay Andersen- Guitars, Programming, Drums, Bass...lot of stuff
Laurie Safdie-Bass on 6
Martyr Art-Solos, Bass on 2
Gridfailure aka Dave Brenner-Howls and Effects/textures/puke chaos on 6
Kris Bernard- Majority of music and arrangement on 3

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Walking Bombs Woodstock, New York

Singer and music journalist Morgan Ywain Evans (and friends) genre jumping solo/collaborative project from the Hudson Valley, NY. Stay calm and don't explode.

"The band name is about discussing mental illness and culture divides. A kind of fuck you to hate and also a rebuke to people who have called me a loose cannon.” - MYE.

#propeace #blackmetal
... more

contact / help

Contact Walking Bombs

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: State Of Elation (Grass/Crown/Halo)
i'm living in a state of elation...
Track Name: Peace Quest: Ephedra Fragilis
The arrow of loneliness is a psychic knife cutting through the fog
the unicorns horn, the hyena's laugh
the outcome is yours if you can grasp the truth.

I'm on a peace quest...

Consult the sky, I've suffered two.
So please don't pretend there's zero connection.
Surrounded by lies, selfish beasts.
I'm demonized.

Live and love with an open heart but I crave the death of all wormtongues.
The ones who undermine every victory with lazy uninspired whispers.

Consult the sky, I've suffered two.
So please don't pretend there's zero connection.
Surrounded by lies, selfish beasts.
I'm demonized.

Do you think it's funny?

I'm on a peace quest.
Track Name: _All Nerves
All nerves at the bottom of the barrel
All nerves at the top of the heap

+ and negative reinforcement of the partial print
full picture spinning in circles
demons inside
don't step past the candles

cmon

you can do so much better than hate/these fake people.
motherfuckers, bloodsuckers.
I'll never lie to you.

look into the light and go free.

You could do so much better than hate.

I'll never lie to you.

Reconsider/reconfigure all the things you've lived with for so long.
White lies/passing lights. lies and lies while blood runs for office.
10 second intervals someone dies.

Denial sets the stage
Never meant to cause you pain
Wish you could read it in my face
Prescription for the not so commonplace
A riddle collecting dust and lunar moths
Illuminated manuscripts
Decontextualized hesitation scars on subconscious minds.


I've said it before a free for all with no good intentions as bastards laugh in the here and now
There is no peace.
Figure it out somehow.
Track Name: Haunt Your Own House
if you can't abide the warning signs then best be resigned for when the stars die.

vicodin and turpentine
in a mood to fight or accept your prize
silver screen saturnine
back at home you'll unwind to an empty room
pills are spilled clouds are gathering

your hand in mine
I'll be your tour guide
to a smoke filled room in the back of your mind
will you open up all the doors you've locked?
as the gargoyles grin, now we just can't stop

been self medicated for so long
so long as we can remember our lines
we can't go on.

track marks
skin peeling
like rotten fruit
unappealing
left out in the sun to warm
forlorn
but you're stuck inside since well past the dawn
a Hell around the clock
sick stock footage as you haunt your own house
haunt your own house
please just leave us out of this mess
or maybe if you mean it ask for help.
Track Name: Hands, Minds, Vampire Bites
every hour at the stroke of midnight/metal teeth don't grind as tightly...
Track Name: Demagogue
Your insecurity is rampant/a walking micro penis
spitting out locusts/claiming pathetic superiority.
Nothing you say will improve this place.
Inflated sense of self worth, your grand delusion.
Your walls are like you, a symptom of basic greed and lust.

Walking on privileged stilts above the wreckage you create.
The world will have the last laugh. Spit you out and carry on.
Racist, sexist empty husk demagogue.
Fabricated shit storm.
Fear is the mind killer.

Conquistadork, the wrong one in charge.
Devouring kittens and dreams like daddy's money in your pockets.
A trust fund whiny brat. You bankrupt everything you touch.
Sniff your own taint and smile, think it smells like victory.
But you have nothing to offer for you are just a lie.

Walking on privileged stilts above the wreckage you create.
The world will have the last laugh. Spit you out and carry on.
Disgusting Racist, sexist empty husk demagogue.
Fabricated shit storm.
Fear is the mind killer.