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Turn On, Tune In, Burn Out

by Arcane Arcade

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1.
Emergency! 02:54
Been feeling kinda hopeless Kinda hopin’ no one notices Collecting all my memories Of every time that I’ve been happy And all I get are sad facsimiles Copy and pasted with urgency And it’s not hyperbole To acknowledge this emergency Been feeling real frustrated With the situation I created It’s difficult to look ahead With this overwhelming sense of dread And all I get are sad facsimiles Copy and pasted with urgency And it’s not hyperbole To acknowledge this emergency
2.
Feral Brides 02:56
Every cul de sac the same Manufactured paradise Melancholy in a picture frame I’ve got a suburban vice Have I lost my mind Or am I bored with life Houses built too closely And they’re filled with feral brides They’re filled with feral brides And they curse this neighborhood We hate it’s whole facade! We’d leave here if we could. Manicured and quiet Sidewalk cracks in the night Foundations set on sinkholes To swallow up my time Warm glows from empty windows Cold glares from neighbor eyes Feels like I’m meant to die here Among the wine drunk feral brides The wine drunk feral brides They curse this neighborhood We hate it’s whole facade! We’d leave here if we could.
3.
Introspection switch is broken, And we’re running low on karma tokens. Since lately it just seems, Our methods and our means, Are indicators of our mental mode, That consist of lines of corrupted code. You only get out what you put in, Corroded nodes and wire exposed, Dysfunctional within, Keep your circuitry clean Or forever you'll be A negative machine. Empty the recycle bin, Try switching it off and on again? An electronic hell, Disconnected from ourselves, Breakers on our happiness, Because we like our lives a fuckin' mess You only get out what you put in, Corroded nodes and wire exposed, Dysfunctional within, Keep your circuitry clean Or forever you'll be A negative machine. ERROR ERROR SYSTEM FAILURE Friends erased by your demeanor, ERROR ERROR PLEASE RESTART, Let’s tear this machine apart You only get out what you put in, Corroded nodes and wire exposed, Dysfunctional within, Keep your circuitry clean Or forever you'll be A negative machine.
4.
I was fire and you were gasoline, I was bootleg alcohol and you were methamphetamine, You brought the worst out in me, Made me doubt myself and slowly drained away my dopamine. Spent a long time thinking I was done, No more overdramatic, drunken antics from you or anyone, Think about it every now and then, Do I need a therapist or an exorcist to feel myself again? You were fine and I was always wrecked, Underestimated all your toxic, negative effects, What the hell did I expect? It was hard to find my voice with your hands around my neck. Spent a long time thinking I was done, No more overdramatic, drunken antics from you or anyone, Think about it every now and then, Do I need a therapist or an exorcist to feel myself again?
5.
Swim 03:33
Dearly bereft A note to myself Set an alarm for my impending death Tempest in mind Returned in kind Anything helps when you’re in a bind Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico Let my lungs drink from the undertow Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico I’d rather drown than be left here all alone. This living hell Repackaged it to sell, No need to gamble when they all know your tell Sunk inside, Like hungry parasites, We’ll die together and it’s purely out of spite. Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico Let my lungs drink from the undertow Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico I’d rather drown than be left here all alone. Guess it makes sense If we must coexist Give me a signal if I seem a little tense I’ll yawn and say, It’s been a shitty day, Time to go home and slowly decay. Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico Let my lungs drink from the undertow Throw myself in the Gulf of Mexico I’d rather drown than be left here all alone.
6.
I was living in a ghost town For so damn long And every time I go back to those old familiar haunts I hear their siren song Everything is dead, So let’s have another round, Raise a toast to all the ghosts, and all the places that they float All around this town And if I’d never left this ghost town, It might have been my end, So happy that I ain’t, another restless haint, like so many of my friends. I’ll have to dig myself a grave, If I stay here for another day Buried down beneath, my dirty bones and teeth, Til the saints get called away! Must be the whiskey or the beer, Or all the dead folks still livin' here, Happy that I left to avoid an early death, For at least another year. And if I’d never left this ghost town, It might have been my end, So happy that I ain’t, another restless haint, like so many of my friends.

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Our debut EP. Written over the course of 2020 and 2021, recorded in Fall 2021/Winter 2022. Hope ya dig it!

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released May 13, 2022

Arcane Arcade is
Brad McBride- Drums, vocals
Jeremy Roberts- Guitar
Matt Shelley- Vocals, bass
All songs written and performed by Arcane Arcade.
Engineered and mixed by Norval Alleman at Norvalsound Recording.
Mastered by Dave Greenberg at Sonopod Mastering.
Art by Matt Shelley.

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Arcane Arcade Tampa, Florida

Arcane Arcade, featuring Matt (bass/vox), Brad (drums/vox) and Jeremy (guitar), pulls inspiration from the 90s melodic skate punk of Fat Wreck combined with a love of stripped down garage-made indie punk and just a touch of the early outlaw country of Johnny Cash and Waylon Jennings. ... more

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