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Sampler 6: The New Crazy

by Deep Elm Records (Various)

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1.
we'll rest our heads on strong shoulders again. to form new mindsets to bring us through. give up. regain. move again so we'll still sustain and build until the end. with our hearts synced to tempos we set for each other we all still strive and fail. build and fall. but these are connections the miles can never break. we all struggle to find our place and we all will remain. year after year. as we take what we have gained to our new place. so set back our setbacks for one more fucking day. pick up the pieces and remember that we'll always struggle. and hold on to the moments that hold meaning. so no matter where we go all these city's ghosts will follow us on and on
2.
if we go with what we think feels right, if gut instinct proves true. if we run with this, if we take the chance. if we try for something new. if anybody's got my heart it's you. right there hiding in the shadows, you had your hood drawn tight. too shy, or too scared to come out, you kept yourself inside. the next time you let a little bit out, enough to catch my eye. best friend who left to find himself, ended up in your hometown. the winter's snow into the spring's new growth. the spring's new growth into a summer on the phone
3.
i'm not in your house. i'm not in your head. you're not even listening. it's so hard to know when you're not scared. please don't help me. stop putting me down. cause i won't ever understand. stop panicking. i see it in your eyes. i see it in your mind. stop panicking. i'm trying not to speak. but you can't hear my voice. and nothing seems familiar here. on the other side of this town. please don't help me. hold on. crushing walls with eager eyes. if i see it all again. i'll try and take my time. i wonder how fast you can cry. all this time i thought you knew
4.
watch them gather. polish their wallets. they're barely glancing to the floor where we lie. this time it's silenced waiting to be excused. she points her finger. far away they fall down. creating machines built to overflow. reflecting promises. they don't know anymore. these are the things that will never be set right. setting in old. setting in full shimmering. born into class to work. buy. consume. die. setting in old. setting in full shimmering. i'm drowning. these men know their time's coming. setting in old. setting in full shimmering. more to lead me out of their way. i'm tired of falling away this time i'll push and they'll stay. crossing yellow lines. concepts are rolling. should i have walked a step before they all fall. this amber light that's shining. they all fall
5.
we're off-beat. we've lost the heat. once there was nerve. i really liked it when you threw up on me. we used to rip each other's hearts out. it felt good, i knew that i was alive. but now we have nothing. c, c, come on. you owe me something. you wanna see me crawl. you're waiting for my fall. my heart's leaking blood. i really liked it when you cheated on me. we used to tear each other apart. i was in deep pain right from the start. but now i feel nothing. c, c, come on. make me feel something. in a while i'll need you. in a while you'll come hunting me. hear a sound from you. sharpening your knives again
6.
it's come to this i swear this time my heart won't miss i've clinched these fists for far too long a broken house with gates made from broken promises but nobody's home so here i sit it's the light that wakes me but the time that breaks me down like water drops, why won't this stop dripping on my halo these angel wings of mine they haven't seen the light in weeks let alone fly it's the light that wakes me but the time that breaks me down like water drops, why won't this stop it's got me down and who's gonna save me from falling to the ground you might as well finish me grab with both hands and rip out these wings now watch me fall
7.
move aside, you've sold away your pride. they're writing all your lines in a paper institution. reverse the damage you have done. we need a new sound, right now. not an empty gesture, not a brand name for our back. formulation serves as the spine that you lack. imitation is what gets you by. this frustration has kept us down inside. so get out right now. take your last bow. you're on the way down. so get out right now. and realize, these strings you can't hide. that money buys your time. you're part of a revolution that's selling exploitation. we need a new sound, and we need it now. not an empty gesture, not a name brand for our back. life is music, this is our soundtrack. to the way we live our lives, to the way we feel inside. to the way we hold these dreams and hope they never die. we are strong, we're alive, and frustrated inside. someday we'll have our say and we won't be denied. sing while you can, bide your time, know that you live a lie. soon you'll be moved aside for the next in line
8.
construct me to your fate. but i'd agree anyway. guide this spear through my spine. and punch these holes in my heart. those photos i can't bare to see. touch the radio and i'll leave you here. make sure to print your name. just a remembrance to the pain. there's nothing in between. just a silhouette of me. wilted as you say. another memory to keep. all these folded lines i've seen (there's nothing in between). scissors cut from seam to seam (another memory to keep). all these photographs that show (there's nothing in between). tear me from heart to soul. show me the faces to outline. it's hard to see from time to time. find a cure for an old embrace. i turned to leave as you walked away. frowned upon my bloody hands. my regrets will wash away. scattered lines and deadly words. as i fall asleep again. there's nothing in between. just a silhouette of me. wilted as you say. another memory to keep. all these folded lines i've seen. scissors cut from seam to seam (as i poke out your eyes. told you my kind of goodbye). all these photographs that show. tear me from heart to soul (as i poke out your eyes. told you my kind of goodbye). frowned upon my bloody hands. as i walk i poke out your eyes. tear me out. fades away. tear me out. these scissors cut you from me. there's nothing in between (tear me out). just a silhouette of me (tear me out). wilted as you say (fades away). another memory to keep (fades away). can you please call this time. admit we're right and leave behind. suit's and angles coloured wrong. tear this gift down from the wall. of withered faith and rotten smiles. i'll break the glass you start the fire. i'll fall into your hidden blade. a simple way to feel again. there's nothing in between. just a silhouette of me. wilted as you say. another memory to keep
9.
get me home again. start to search for a good friend. you know and i know there will be those ups and downs no matter where we go. with my sight and mind blurred within those miles. i'll get home again feeling lost and alone in these walls i know. break the bottle i still won't find you in the bottom or anywhere around here. break the habit because self destruction is oh so romantic. so says everyone around here. but i know we'll be okay one of these fuckin days. but i know there will be those up and downs no matter where we go. so no matter where we go our hearts will always follow
10.
this party's giving more light. pills popped in time for nightlife. c'mon, watch and see addictive personalities split. about this time next week she'll have found another reason. applaud. we'll pass it off, and on, and on, and on. one counters one more follows, moods come with the pill's she swallows. surprisingly she stares. and mates the blame on things she won't share. (oh) dare i say it? it's not that complicated. daily life became a fight and that's what we all share tonight. night after night she drowns in suicidal sanctuary. think she'll bleed it out? she's wasted now. people crave attention. and people get what they deserve. 'bout this time tomorrow she'll have lost another. (oh) it hurts to be excused. who needs her abuse. this burning bridge, this drama queen, she's falling head first out of reach. i guess her seed is sown (this is getting so sad) these cries for help: i got broken bones of my own. (oh) dare i say it. it's not that complicated. daily life became a fight that's what we all share tonight. can she feel this or should i let her know. should we smash the television and unplug the telephone. is this the last retrieval? i should push her overboard. can she feel it?....yea
11.
one fine day on a winter's november. life came true through a point of view. and death came quick with a killer influence. running through the streets with a cluless tool. mark three birds just to make me feel cozy. everything's fine when the group is flying. high on fire is a healthy companion. fueling my run with a sound so true and warm. i see it coming and i want to look away. but i cant divert my eyes. i hear it calling and it's from beyond the grave. but i'm still alive
12.
well i was 8 and the barnacle beach looked like the right adventure. for me for me. i shuffled the log not knowing i would roll further. i'd rather fall then watch the goldest shiver down on my spine. i was prepared. but the ocean. by the ocean. that's the afternoon i spent at beddis. i was 8. i was 9. i was 10 on the south coast of the west wing west wing. and we laughed and we laughed and we laughed and we cared. in the morning time. hopscotch around the yard. hopscotch around the yard. hopscotch around the yard. hopscotch around the yard. the barnacle beach looked like the right adventure for me this time. i shuffled the log not knowing i would fall further this time. the west the coldest. shiver must be my spine. so i was saved by the ocean. that's the afternoon i spent at beddis. we can can. yeah can can. we were so young and beautiful. yeah i truly believe we were. we were so young and beautiful. yeah i. i truly. i truly. i truly believe we were. so we were. literally. literally. literally. literally. hopscotch around the yard. hopscotch around the yard. hopscotch around the yard. yeah hopscotch around the yard. and it all just felt like pleasing fiction
13.
batteries are dead. you're writing answers on the palms of your hands. they've drawn out their plans. put pictures in frames to count down the days. it seemed the sky would never break. all around the darkness slept. they could not speak without the fear. that it would come down upon her. he should have been there to hold her head. but he turned and he ran away. now it may stain his every thought. but it's not what she'd want at all. this landscape is flat. you never know how far out it goes. you cannot turn back. your footprints are covered in the tracks of the past
14.
not so long ago. i passed out. couldn't move and i hit the floor. i'm badly broken. i know that you will turn your back on me. and then again. i do the same thing over and over again. then it gets to me. i've been through this too many times. you give me heartattacks. you know you give me ten times back. you give me heartattacks. you're stabbing knives in my back. you give me heartattacks. you know you give me ten times back. you give me heartattacks, ahhh. i am braindead. it's because you shot me in the head. and it wont take long. before i break down and then collapse
15.
are you wishing on a star. did you know your dreams are sold. to people who dream only of gold. they'll find a way to pull stars down. stand there. dance with a memory. the caption reads it's all over now. do you feel alone in the secret. are you standing there just weeping. do you feel the light is gone. is it hard to remain strong. in the face of all you know. in a world that's brought you low
16.
pass or fail. crash and burn. another painful lesson learned. so take it from me. you can't win this way. i'm thinking of how i can fill this hole in my chest. you know the one gasping and sucking dust. and i wonder how i'll feel. and i wonder where i'll go from here. i'm finding hope. i'm writing my anthem to this sixty cycle hum. you know the one. i'm moving forward. something you said. and your words hit just right. i'm moving forward. and you and i both know that this is not the easiest thing. meek and mild mannered me. throwing dishes in the sink. breaking bottles over heads of friends. or so to speak. it's the beginning of the end. i'm moving forward. something you said. and your words hit just right. i'm moving forward. i'm seeing things for once in a whole new light. i'm proving you right. and pulling teeth was never this much fun. i'm finding hope. i'm writing my anthem to this sixty cycle hum. you know the one
17.
i think it's time. i hate all my friends. yes i'm talking about you. i think i should move on. i'm so sorry baby. i didn't mean to ruin your life. i know that i made you a promise. but it won't be the first time. i own a bullet. i know how to use it. i shot it off once before. i think i made a mistake. i wish i could stand up and turn the blood around

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"I own various Deep Elm comps, but The New Crazy may be the most solid and potent sampler the label has EVER released. It features an exciting roster of newer outfits, along with a handful of established bands to take full command of your punk-rock worn ears. Always putting out consistently enjoyable and dynamic releases since the start, Deep Elm knows how to pick 'em. The New Crazy doesn't contain one dull track. From Latterman's sweaty, driving punk to Lock And Key's raspy Hot Water Music-esque push to the jangly, guitar-shredding kick of Clair De Lune to Settlefish's nod to early Modest Mouse and Built To Spill to the tranquil charm of Surrounded's down-tempo rock to the sadden piano and trumpet driven Desert City Soundtrack, the comp contains a little bit of everything. This is the new crazy! The only downfall to The New Crazy is after you listen, you'll want to buy every band's release. Deep Elm, you have my heart." - Fake Train (DER-445)

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released March 15, 2006

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With nearly 280 releases in its catalog, fiercely independent Deep Elm Records continues to build a better label - one that operates for glory, not gold. Deep Elm is about bands and fans coming together as one and experiencing music's awesome ability to inspire, comfort and console. We're not just making music together, we're making history. Dream / Create / Record / Release - Now for 27 Years. ... more

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