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2053

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Adam Andrade
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Adam Andrade Help deliver one of the best noise rock albums of this year and the year 2053. The desperation, struggle and passion in all these songs will sit with you. Listening to this makes me feel like a disgruntled steel worker driving through a rust belt ghost town. Favorite track: Fire and Ashes and Shit.
AMS Radio
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AMS Radio This whole album is so good it's hard to pick a favorite. Jesus God is the first one I heard, so I gravitate to that one, but Ultra Violent Ones is also a solid “go to" Favorite track: Jesus God (A House That Barely Tolerates Humans).
Gabriel Mathews
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Gabriel Mathews Punk fucking rock, make these dudes huge! We all need HELP. Favorite track: Fire and Ashes and Shit.
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1.
It’s not for the money It’s not for the art We’re coming together Just to fall apart It’s a little bit simple Of that I’m sure So find an enemy And find a cure Like little babies We’re marching on With frozen bodies And guns drawn There’s just something I gotta say to you If you’re gonna come over here and run over my body I need you to come back around one more time and put my out of my misery Right now x2 Did you set yourself up for the kill Okay okay, If you really think you deserve to hoard all of the beautiful gifts of the universe I just gotta ask you one question It’s all ME ME ME WANT WANT WANT ME ME ME WANT WANT WANT Well go ahead and take it Take my money, take my dignity Just come back around one more time and put my outta my god damn misery Right now x2 Did you like the taste of that pill If god came down to kill his son We are the ultra violent ones Buy cheap, sell high, Ra is the sun We are the ultra violent ones x2
2.
If your mouth stops breathing and your heart stops beating and you’re barely alive Goodbye sound and vision You were never alive
3.
Well death has a way with its words And wisdom is out for the count All fire and ashes and shit He’s gonna watch himself melt You see he loves to watch himself in the mirror Aimlessly peeling off his burnt skin So he can feel himself breath and see you breath And do it all over again and again They’re gonna take off his head Skinny little head x2 Once again while examining the neurophysiological profile of his students Berka was able to identify emergent leaders before sending them out with bags into the streets You see getting locked in a tin can for six months at a time won’t make you feel better this time after time There’s a crack in the system and it’s never our friend He’s gonna watch himself melt Again and Again They’re gonna take off his head His skinny little head x2
4.
Stop 01:50
It’s like I’m stuck inside the mind of the belly of a mime It goes, it goes, it goes But the sun in the sky of the speckle of an eye I know that’s how it should go I’m empty and tired and dead as this party I know that’s how it should go But the sun is in the sky of a thoughtless state of mind I just didn’t know I didn’t know The faintest of whispers and loudest of lies Breaking out the demons of the mind The tiniest darkness can be a surprise I just didn’t know I didn’t It’s not that pretty I know what you said It’s not the beautiful But the sun in the sky of the belly of the mime I just didn’t know I didn’t know STOP I didn’t know I didn’t know x2
5.
Well I think I’m blowing an instinct I hope I’m not just dreaming of nothing Because my brain got fried It’s like I’m hiding under the covers Not gonna take any help from another But you know I tried Like the apple of my eye But my brain got fried And you know I tried Like the apple of my eye I’m not gonna take any more classes because they’re not gonna get me by But you know I tried It’s like living under a trash can but I’m not eating out of the trash man Cause my brain got fried Like the apple of my eye But my brain got fried And you know I tried Like the apple of my eye
6.
I just kicked a suicide to death The murder was incomplete Life without limbs and words without bodies No warmth no reality Your house of cards Blown to ground with no chance of recovery Time stamped Gripped pawed Silence happened next x2 All lives cutoff from their substance The police seized you teaching you violence in your sleep I’m a piece of the pile I’m done I’m done A house that barely tolerates humans Jesus god Jesus god Wipe your feet have a seat take a knee and repeat I feel all alone like a spoiled brat but I’d do it all over again so help me God It’s all just some place somewhere It was all pretty enchanting at first A modern age and a list of conditions Time stamped Gripped pawed Silence happened next x2 All lives cutoff from their substance The police seized you teaching you violence in your sleep I’m a piece of the pile I’m done I’m done A house that barely tolerates humans Jesus god Jesus god
7.
Needling 01:26
8.
There’s roaches in the carpet Crawling towards the bed I don’t care what you said man I don’t believe a word that you said Well Jesus was a liar and Judas was his friend I don’t care what you said man I don’t believe a word that you said that you said I can get drunk and sleep all day I can get drunk in bed I don’t care what you said man I don’t believe a word that you said I’m freaking out you’re freaking out It makes us feel better I’m not happy, whatever that means Well your innocence is making you weak And your pocket book is making you weep It’s all around you and it’s making you weak So let’s weep for the weak that’s not me I’m freaking out you’re freaking out It makes us feel better I’m not happy, whatever that means My mouth is on fire Pockets full of dread I don’t care what you said man I don’t believe a word that you said that you said Well your innocence is making you weak And your pocket book is making you weep It’s all around you and it’s making you weak So let’s weep for the weak that’s not me
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YEAH One small problem afraid of a powerful hunch Subsequent scholars, psychedelic problems are trash Take real time pictures, expose them to the house of the blind The finger on the painting of God controls the living And all the petty things that hang around in the balance Slap fingers on the organs of your power stained throat saying YEAH Ignore a few lessons and fake your concussions and leave Despite all the insights and developing strengths of the mind I’d hope I wouldn’t rather go blind And frequently engage in a range of activities Flub your awareness, strength by proximity Hang out of balance, kneecaps your hearth strings Living rooms paint cans, eat of the carpet Of the always crashing, simple grand question of YEAH
10.
2053 03:16
Constructed genes and nervous disease The molded man paralyzed for centuries Cut down to size in moralities eyes Can crawl back home, like a carrier pigeon that’s dead or alive And the only things, I can hear right now Can’t seem to wait to snap the neck of the mouse A despot born, with a silver foot in his mouth Is selfish not innocent and not very smart And longing to live in the darkest of hearts There was a time when a skinned knee was the devil inside of me There was a time when I cried and cursed at my brother There was a time I would’ve given the whole world just to feel whole There was a time I thought I committed blasphemy There was a time that a skinned knee was the devil inside of me There was a time when I cried and I cursed at my brother There was a time I would’ve given the whole world just to feel whole Follow me into the dark I’ll carry you I’ll show you Like the pearls of sweat on the edge of your head On the edge of your head Something funny happens when you push out your life and realize Your needs are way less than a childs It was 2053 and it looks like we’ve got a problem Bodies in the morgue lying together Talking about the best of times and the worst of times Oh bathe me bathe me I don’t need saving Up went their knees all swinging like bats and batons and pinatas and broken dreams It was exactly the same 200 years ago There’s really nothing new under the sun Each time it rises, it’s still a sight to behold

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released March 15, 2022

Help is:
Ryan Neighbors
Bim Ditson
Morty

Engineered and mixed by Sonny DiPerri

Mastered by Dave Cooley at Elysian Masters

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Help

Help is a noise punk band. Remove fear from decision making. Act in defiant joy. Refuse to dominate others. Do not hoard the gifts of the universe. The future is uncertain. Ends don’t justify means. Solidarity now. Class war now.


Members:
Morty (Bass)
Ryan Neighbors (Guitar, Vocals)
Bim Ditson (Drums)
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