Archers of Loaf - "Slow Worm"

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  • Опубліковано 17 лис 2024

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  • @butramsey
    @butramsey 4 роки тому +1

    Simply the greatest of all time...

  • @Mosey410
    @Mosey410 4 роки тому +6

    Turn those guitars up !
    One of my favorite live acts
    Too bad the tour got cancelled

  • @TheNewbSauce
    @TheNewbSauce 4 роки тому +2

    This.... is..... awesome....

    • @nickcavini
      @nickcavini 3 роки тому +3

      I first heard these guys in 93' when I was 12. I've loved them ever since. Top 3 indie band besides Superchunk and Jawbox... The Meices, At the Drive-In, and The Raymond Brake kick ass... oh and Shiner and The Life and Times too... ahhhh so many great bands.

  • @nickcavini
    @nickcavini 3 роки тому +6

    Icky Mettle= most underrated indie album next to Jawboxs 'For Your Own Special Sweetheart' and Superchunks 'Foolish'. Pretty sure all three are from 93 and 94.

    • @aznael
      @aznael 2 роки тому

      I couldn't agree more. I would add Built to Spill - 'Ultimate Alternative Wavers' and Modest Mouse - 'This Is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About'

    • @lunarvision
      @lunarvision 2 роки тому +3

      One of my favorite albums, but wouldn’t necessarily call it underrated. It’s widely considered a classic hallmark of Nineties (NC) indie rock. I would say underrated classic examples are Small (23)’s “Silver Gleaming Death Machine”, Rock*A*Teens “Cry”, etc.

  • @AsphaltAntelope
    @AsphaltAntelope Рік тому +1

    There's a worm in your head,
    Squirming over on me.
    Leaves a paper thin scab
    And you're laughing.
    It's too crowded
    With the skull cap on. (? )
    When you're amplified.
    And everybody's tired of the noise that you make,
    And everybody's tired of the voice you're faking.
    Nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
    And everybody's whistling because everybody's blind.
    There's a page of your face from the xerox machine.
    Gray matter, bending, blending.
    Makes me sleepy when you can't define
    How far you're trailing behind.
    You're always sedated.
    You're simplified.
    Picking off the scabs
    From the skin of your lies.
    And nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.