you know you listen to a song too much when you listen to the instrumental and can hear vocals sneaking in a vague way, and im planning to keep listening to this banger til i die im still addicted to the song.
He's really come a long way, I remember when people would comment about how his voice would not fit in with the music and now it's expected of his voice to be somewhere in the record. Instrumental Periphery is always a treat though 👌🏽👌🏽👌🏽
@@nickyl3884 I respectfully wish I could see it that way. Even as an old 80's thrasher I have so much respect for Misha basically creating a whole new genre in his dorm room before Periphery and on top have a friend who's buddies with Misha so my bias is all positive and I really, really tried. Oh man, how I wish it would have been Howard singing instead, sorry.
7:41 Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe...those dead eyed soldiers Red sky, rainfall, the winter beams no beauty Just cold eyed monsters and bare branches *You can wail to the moon...* But that'll just make things worse They see you. They see me. They see *all.*
Hey man big thanks for all the uploads but I hate to break it to you, the album is not called “Hail Satan” It’s “Hail Stan” Given how many times you spelled it Satan in the description I figured you weren’t just misspelling it by accident 😅
I remember seeing a random interview or article where metallica was like they have thousands of riffs unused. Then hardwired came out and I thought wow thousands and you decided on that horseshit of an album(imo). But Anyway regardless of the route Periphery goes down in the future I'm certain they'll never run out of amazing riffs. (Also imo)
Considering Misha (or maybe someone else) went back to use The Focus Hour from the Bulb demos for Reptile (as well as Chocolate Flobs and Absolomb in P3), I think they've always got a wonderful pool of resources to draw from -- Past, present, or future. Those Misha demos are still pretty killer today.
Actually I didn't dislike it, I didn't know I was that relevant on this channel to assume I did it. This video came up on my recommended and I stopped by to listen and see this comment. I have dislikes on my video of Reptile as well and I didn't pin a comment to my subscribes saying "well it must have been G RAG3ER doing it" if people don't like it they have a right to genuinely dislike it for their own personal reasons but as long has people enjoy it that is all I care about. You have to grow thicker skin and not expect for everyone to like everything you put out, I have dislikes I get over it cause the positive far outweighs the negative.
In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses His name was Billy and he liked to get high A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit) Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized It's coming down We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees Hello, here we are, salutations And every day that you wake Is a gift that you take from the gods That's right You came from the trees and we altered the genes Here you are, all you fuck with is wages You had the day but you pissed it away I think it's time that we show our ways Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down With every breath that we take we can hear that sound Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground With every breath that we take we can hear that sound A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die So Billy heeds the call of fathers Release high through these eyes Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds Holding out for the day he can face them Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods God damn Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals Ain't it funny how that makes sense? You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal Can we clean that slate? Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground It's coming down Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses Follow behind the reptilian eyes A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized National alliance and he leads the fight No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes A plan for human survival takes to flight The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die Is this the end of all we know? They all float Is this the end of all we know? Wasted our lives for what? Float away Do we feed the reaction? Do we stay? Do we all float away? Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe Those dead-eyed soldiers? Red sky rainfall The winter beams no beauty Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches You can wail to the moon But that'll just make things worse They see you They see me They see all No children in the streets, where do they play When freedom here has been revoked? The ground which all their fathers soaked No medicine The scarcity of nourishment is evident And where's our god? Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night Mayhem in the streets, no order Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night You've buried that, buried that light Now pray through night What has come down is littered all around in your sight It's littered in your sight The claim they stake A land from us they take The claim they stake A land from us they take The craft he shakes A race within his wake Victory alone became his above the soil we know A grave is laid A man within its cage Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns Soil we know becomes our own home Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together This is not the first time or the last time Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together Now we're staring at the round together Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own, soil we own
I’ve got a question for you my dude. How many rhythm guitar tracks do they use at one time? Is it usually quad tracked? Or dual? I’m assuming it’s quad for the big parts but honestly it always sounds quad tracked haha
misha explained in a video that he typically double tracks guitars, and occasionally quad tracks parts he thinks requires it. so you're prob right about the more "massive" parts being quad tracked..
Guylum Alfaro they just all sound so massive... I wonder if it’s the distortion on the bass that adds to the Guitars? Nolly did say that he likes the bass to sit with the rhythm guitars. Either way Their sound is a force to be reckoned with!
100% bass and also drums. Without either it sounds pretty flat. Check out the guitar track of Satellites for a good example man! That's what it sounds like with little-to-no bass, and no drums. Edit: Also, yes, as per above re: double & quad-tracked.
Chris Mills I don't intend to release instrumentals the week of or the week after a record has just come out. P IV has been a different situation than the other two (or three if you count P: II). Further I have always started with vocal tracks as a priority.
@@GRAG3R Did something happen regarding Peripheral? I had no idea at the time I typed this comment so I didn't mean to seem like I was trying to start shit. I only just now saw the other comments on this video. Based on the way y'all are talking it seems like I missed something
I enjoy this instrumental a lot more than the version with vocal harmonies. sorry, but his voice sucks compared to the other things that this band provides us with.
In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses His name was Billy and he liked to get high A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit) Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized It's coming down We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees Hello, here we are, salutations And every day that you wake Is a gift that you take from the gods That's right You came from the trees and we altered the genes Here you are, all you fuck with is wages You had the day but you pissed it away I think it's time that we show our ways Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down With every breath that we take we can hear that sound Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground With every breath that we take we can hear that sound A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die So Billy heeds the call of fathers Release high through these eyes Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds Holding out for the day he can face them Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods God damn Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals Ain't it funny how that makes sense? You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal Can we clean that slate? Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground It's coming down Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses Follow behind the reptilian eyes A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized National alliance and he leads the fight No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes A plan for human survival takes to flight The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die Is this the end of all we know? They all float Is this the end of all we know? Wasted our lives for what? Float away Do we feed the reaction? Do we stay? Do we all float away? Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe Those dead-eyed soldiers? Red sky rainfall The winter beams no beauty Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches You can wail to the moon But that'll just make things worse They see you They see me They see all No children in the streets, where do they play When freedom here has been revoked? The ground which all their fathers soaked No medicine The scarcity of nourishment is evident And where's our god? Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night Mayhem in the streets, no order Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night You've buried that, buried that light Now pray through night What has come down is littered all around in your sight It's littered in your sight The claim they stake A land from us they take The claim they stake A land from us they take The craft he shakes A race within his wake Victory alone became his above the soil we know A grave is laid A man within its cage Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns Soil we know becomes our own home Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together This is not the first time or the last time Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together Now we're staring at the round together Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own, soil we own
you know you listen to a song too much when you listen to the instrumental and can hear vocals sneaking in a vague way, and im planning to keep listening to this banger til i die im still addicted to the song.
So do I bro. Juggernaut!❤
Mark Holcomb is a freaking genius, these are some of the best riffs I've ever heard. God damn.
Spencer probably is the highlight of the album for me, but I’ve always been a sucker for instrumental periphery😍
He's really come a long way, I remember when people would comment about how his voice would not fit in with the music and now it's expected of his voice to be somewhere in the record. Instrumental Periphery is always a treat though 👌🏽👌🏽👌🏽
The Orchestration also, especially for this one❤
As much as I adore Periphery I still absolutely cannot stand the vocals!
Poul Winther Knudsen I respectfully disagree, Spencer is a god 😩
@@nickyl3884 I respectfully wish I could see it that way. Even as an old 80's thrasher I have so much respect for Misha basically creating a whole new genre in his dorm room before Periphery and on top have a friend who's buddies with Misha so my bias is all positive and I really, really tried. Oh man, how I wish it would have been Howard singing instead, sorry.
The verse riffs at 1:23 are honestly some of the most kick ass shit ive ever heard, christ
Holy shit, the drum grooves around 13:49 are fucking amazing
7:41
Do you think you know who you are?
Did you think you had it all worked out well?
And who could believe...those dead eyed soldiers
Red sky, rainfall, the winter beams no beauty
Just cold eyed monsters and bare branches
*You can wail to the moon...*
But that'll just make things worse
They see you. They see me. They see *all.*
Everytime I listen to that part I can't help but sing along, so touching
I'm proud to listen Periphery as it's becoming more and more popular :) \m/
Somebody needs to make a longer version of the synth ending at 15:30. I love it so much.
Awesome as always, dude. Best channel on UA-cam at this. Keep it up!
Love the commentary in the description
I enjoyed the song. Thank you
Im playing this song on guitar like 5 times a day lol (whole song just without Mraks solo cz ist out of my reach yet haha)
12:20 is my life
seriously. best part of the song
that section electrifies my blood
Hey man big thanks for all the uploads but I hate to break it to you, the album is not called “Hail Satan”
It’s “Hail Stan”
Given how many times you spelled it Satan in the description I figured you weren’t just misspelling it by accident 😅
*cough, cough* hail STAN bud. but thanks for the instumental.
He wrote it like that so people who didn’t know it was Stan would be able to find it
Holy shit those cool synth sounding parts in the background throughout the whole song isn't a synth IT'S ONE OF THE GUITARS
isn't it
If you're talking about like at 3:54 its choir
@@GlacialAurorA it's guitar + choir
it's Jake
5:43 my favorite part
Im a sucker for medieval spencer
thanks for making this
I remember seeing a random interview or article where metallica was like they have thousands of riffs unused. Then hardwired came out and I thought wow thousands and you decided on that horseshit of an album(imo). But Anyway regardless of the route Periphery goes down in the future I'm certain they'll never run out of amazing riffs. (Also imo)
Well, maybe good riffs were lost with Kirk's phone?
Considering Misha (or maybe someone else) went back to use The Focus Hour from the Bulb demos for Reptile (as well as Chocolate Flobs and Absolomb in P3), I think they've always got a wonderful pool of resources to draw from -- Past, present, or future. Those Misha demos are still pretty killer today.
9:00 reminds me of overture
1 dislike. Gotta be Peripheral.
There’s your first like 😂
i also liked
Thats hilarious dude
Actually I didn't dislike it, I didn't know I was that relevant on this channel to assume I did it. This video came up on my recommended and I stopped by to listen and see this comment. I have dislikes on my video of Reptile as well and I didn't pin a comment to my subscribes saying "well it must have been G RAG3ER doing it" if people don't like it they have a right to genuinely dislike it for their own personal reasons but as long has people enjoy it that is all I care about. You have to grow thicker skin and not expect for everyone to like everything you put out, I have dislikes I get over it cause the positive far outweighs the negative.
^ above oof sounds damage control af
Perfect
Hail Stan...Marsh
Could we get this for some other ones! That would be so *ZESTY*
It is possible to have Luck as a constant insturmental , guitar or vocal only ?
In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses
His name was Billy and he liked to get high
A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit)
Where he lie, where he lie
He threw that gaping brain asunder
When he realized, when he realized
It's coming down
We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees
Hello, here we are, salutations
And every day that you wake
Is a gift that you take from the gods
That's right
You came from the trees and we altered the genes
Here you are, all you fuck with is wages
You had the day but you pissed it away
I think it's time that we show our ways
Now shed that violence all over
Let mayhem in the streets
From mountain top to oceans
We own your every need
It's coming down
With every breath that we take we can hear that sound
Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground
With every breath that we take we can hear that sound
A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
So Billy heeds the call of fathers
Release high through these eyes
Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds
Holding out for the day he can face them
Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods
God damn
Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals
Ain't it funny how that makes sense?
You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal
Can we clean that slate?
Now shed that violence all over
Let mayhem in the streets
From mountain top to oceans
We own your every need
It's coming down
Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground
It's coming down
Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses
Follow behind the reptilian eyes
A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
There must be something in the water
Where he lie, where he lie
He threw that gaping brain asunder
When he realized, when he realized
National alliance and he leads the fight
No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes
A plan for human survival takes to flight
The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die
Is this the end of all we know?
They all float
Is this the end of all we know?
Wasted our lives for what?
Float away
Do we feed the reaction?
Do we stay?
Do we all float away?
Do you think you know who you are?
Did you think you had it all worked out well?
And who could believe
Those dead-eyed soldiers?
Red sky rainfall
The winter beams no beauty
Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches
You can wail to the moon
But that'll just make things worse
They see you
They see me
They see all
No children in the streets, where do they play
When freedom here has been revoked?
The ground which all their fathers soaked
No medicine
The scarcity of nourishment is evident
And where's our god?
Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No
Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror
Is there an answer? (no)
Is there somebody who can take away
All the present dismay?
Bury the light, pray through night
Mayhem in the streets, no order
Is there an answer? (no)
Is there somebody who can take away
All the present dismay?
Bury the light, pray through night
You've buried that, buried that light
Now pray through night
What has come down is littered all around in your sight
It's littered in your sight
The claim they stake
A land from us they take
The claim they stake
A land from us they take
The craft he shakes
A race within his wake
Victory alone became his above the soil we know
A grave is laid
A man within its cage
Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns
Soil we know becomes our own home
Soil we know becomes our own home
Now we're staring at the round together
This is not the first time or the last time
Soil we know becomes our own home
Now we're staring at the round together
Now we're staring at the round together
Soil we own becomes ours
Order back in what we know
Soil we own becomes ours
Now one with the soil we own
Soil we own becomes ours
Order back in what we know
Soil we own becomes ours
Now one with the soil we own, soil we own
Minute 6:00 and so on gets me so much...
Hail s4tan't
I’ve got a question for you my dude. How many rhythm guitar tracks do they use at one time? Is it usually quad tracked? Or dual? I’m assuming it’s quad for the big parts but honestly it always sounds quad tracked haha
misha explained in a video that he typically double tracks guitars, and occasionally quad tracks parts he thinks requires it. so you're prob right about the more "massive" parts being quad tracked..
Guylum Alfaro they just all sound so massive... I wonder if it’s the distortion on the bass that adds to the Guitars? Nolly did say that he likes the bass to sit with the rhythm guitars. Either way Their sound is a force to be reckoned with!
@@StormChasersofOhio - for sure dude.
100% bass and also drums. Without either it sounds pretty flat. Check out the guitar track of Satellites for a good example man! That's what it sounds like with little-to-no bass, and no drums.
Edit: Also, yes, as per above re: double & quad-tracked.
It’s hail stan
It's HAIL STAN
damn that bass. sounds so reptilian offensive
You’re a wee bit behind the ball this time around G
Chris Mills I don't intend to release instrumentals the week of or the week after a record has just come out. P IV has been a different situation than the other two (or three if you count P: II). Further I have always started with vocal tracks as a priority.
@@GRAG3R The true MVP and fan
@@GRAG3R Did something happen regarding Peripheral? I had no idea at the time I typed this comment so I didn't mean to seem like I was trying to start shit. I only just now saw the other comments on this video. Based on the way y'all are talking it seems like I missed something
you probably like to play this song while listening to covid-19 news is getting worse
Hail Stan*
it's "Hail Stan" not Satan
i'm not liking this video until the typos are fixed
It's Hail Stan, not Hail Satan. How dare you imply that Periphery worships the devil?
@iseeyou3352 when you see triangles in anything, do you like... have a moment?
I enjoy this instrumental a lot more than the version with vocal harmonies. sorry, but his voice sucks compared to the other things that this band provides us with.
Stunning and brave and makes 0 sense
princessakokosowa Nah, this ain’t it chief. Spencer takes the wheel on this record.
Totally agree, dude
@@brianfarrington9918 Makes a lot of sense.
Spencer is only good on p2. Everything else I prefer instrumental.
In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses
His name was Billy and he liked to get high
A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit)
Where he lie, where he lie
He threw that gaping brain asunder
When he realized, when he realized
It's coming down
We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees
Hello, here we are, salutations
And every day that you wake
Is a gift that you take from the gods
That's right
You came from the trees and we altered the genes
Here you are, all you fuck with is wages
You had the day but you pissed it away
I think it's time that we show our ways
Now shed that violence all over
Let mayhem in the streets
From mountain top to oceans
We own your every need
It's coming down
With every breath that we take we can hear that sound
Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground
With every breath that we take we can hear that sound
A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
So Billy heeds the call of fathers
Release high through these eyes
Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds
Holding out for the day he can face them
Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods
God damn
Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals
Ain't it funny how that makes sense?
You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal
Can we clean that slate?
Now shed that violence all over
Let mayhem in the streets
From mountain top to oceans
We own your every need
It's coming down
Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground
It's coming down
Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses
Follow behind the reptilian eyes
A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die
There must be something in the water
Where he lie, where he lie
He threw that gaping brain asunder
When he realized, when he realized
National alliance and he leads the fight
No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes
A plan for human survival takes to flight
The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die
Is this the end of all we know?
They all float
Is this the end of all we know?
Wasted our lives for what?
Float away
Do we feed the reaction?
Do we stay?
Do we all float away?
Do you think you know who you are?
Did you think you had it all worked out well?
And who could believe
Those dead-eyed soldiers?
Red sky rainfall
The winter beams no beauty
Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches
You can wail to the moon
But that'll just make things worse
They see you
They see me
They see all
No children in the streets, where do they play
When freedom here has been revoked?
The ground which all their fathers soaked
No medicine
The scarcity of nourishment is evident
And where's our god?
Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No
Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror
Is there an answer? (no)
Is there somebody who can take away
All the present dismay?
Bury the light, pray through night
Mayhem in the streets, no order
Is there an answer? (no)
Is there somebody who can take away
All the present dismay?
Bury the light, pray through night
You've buried that, buried that light
Now pray through night
What has come down is littered all around in your sight
It's littered in your sight
The claim they stake
A land from us they take
The claim they stake
A land from us they take
The craft he shakes
A race within his wake
Victory alone became his above the soil we know
A grave is laid
A man within its cage
Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns
Soil we know becomes our own home
Soil we know becomes our own home
Now we're staring at the round together
This is not the first time or the last time
Soil we know becomes our own home
Now we're staring at the round together
Now we're staring at the round together
Soil we own becomes ours
Order back in what we know
Soil we own becomes ours
Now one with the soil we own
Soil we own becomes ours
Order back in what we know
Soil we own becomes ours
Now one with the soil we own, soil we own