Info: K. Thomson - Guitar, Vocals. Jason Asnes - Bass, Piano, Vocals. Jeffery Kent Hoskins - Drums, Percussion. Discography: Cloud Machine 12" EP . Reality Bath LP . Mind Furnace LP . Stress City CD - Homestead-151
Timco (ex Nice Strong Arm) Discography: Gentleman Jim CD Tracks: Sample from this CD can be found on their myspace: http://www.myspace.com/timcosf - you probably won't like this unless you already liked Nice Strong Arm.
This is one of the intense songs, the rest? well.... it IS worth it for the few that sound like NSA. This band is something like the last track on the Stress City CD. Friction Tape - CD Tracks: Another 'iffy' way toned down Nice Strong Arm, some of the CD even sounds a little like NSA unplugged, not NOT like NSA at all. Darn.
Other bands that are ex-Nice Strong Arm: Flying Saucer - They sound like some alternative college rock band from the mid 90's. I think it is the ex-NSA drummer. Sample of the Flying Saucer CD more ex-NSA bands to follow soon... such as Enablers
Lyrics:
Lyrics:
a case for the calm
from the LP 'Mind Furnace'
Her tone of voice suggests..
she's beside herself.
suffice to say...
it always is intentional.
she was moving...
beyond logic
she says "it feels so warm to me;
and this story with no ending,
is the place I want to be."
she says "it takes time to adjust;
first, you learn to slow your pulse;
soon you will leave your body,
soon you will meet yourself."
These silent doors beckon her
as she's entering another place.
I see her traveling along a wall,
then vanishing without a trace!
This wisdom...
so undaunted...
makes a case...
for the calm?
AMNESIA
from the CD 'Stress City'
Words like nails
that he's spitting at the floor
Does spite taste right?
when your smiles feels sore?
I don't want to remember anything at all.
Close the window
I'm chilled to the bone
we'll build a fire
and burn all we own
We'll leave no dust
or ashes to stir
We'll leave no trace
of who we ever were
Without those boxes of trash to define us
We'll have no past to trap or confine us
We'll clean out our minds
if merely to measure
What we will burn
and what we will treasure
Once we are free
of all that was bitter
Our eyes will shine bright
like a sea full of glitter
I can't remember anything at all.
MY PERCEPTION
from the CD 'Stress City'
It's all so complicated
these priorties confused
Mix and match our matchstick mountains
so easy to ignite and to ignore
I'm still searching for reasons
and I'm searching for so much more!
We chose versatality over personality
being who we are to who we're with
Deciding depth with numbers
we decree these deviant demands divine
Be it angel or eyesore
I still trust my perception
I have more faith in time
than I'll ever have in deception.
AUTUMN GREEN
from the CD 'Stress City'
I'm walking tightropes
I'm setting timebombs
I've lost my fear of flying
I've lost my fear of falling
These is a silent birth
taking place inside my head
The sound is in my ear
circling the room so still
A freeze is coming in
and my patience is wearing thin
My breath leaves a broken thought
absent of absolution
My madness seems serene
when I'm feeling Autumn green.
