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Kill the Buzz

by Drip-Fed

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Darknight
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Darknight Fantastic punk rock record with tonnes of rebellious attitude. Don't kill the buzz dudes🤘 Favorite track: Stomping Bluebonnets.
jojolebroco
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jojolebroco Great Album !! Cheers from France guys !!! Favorite track: Move Right Through Me.
MyNameIsRedundant
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MyNameIsRedundant I was never big on their older releases, but there's something about the Blues-ey rock 'n' roll meets hardcore soundscape of Kill the Buzz that rattles my head in just the right way.
The production compared to their first LP is a big step forward and comes as some natural progression from the sound of their 2017 EP, small things like this could've made or broke the album for me, but it turned out great so I've got no complaints. Favorite track: Moonlighting.
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1.
A MAN WATCHES HIS CLOTHES DRY. NO THOUGHT CROSSES HIS MIND. IT’S JUST THE PASSING OF TIME AND IT DISAPPEARS IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE. STARTLED BY THE HEADLIGHTS. FOCUS IS OUT OF SIGHT. IT’S JUST A MOMENT IN TIME. PUSH IT TO THE SIDE. CONSIDER IT A LOST CAUSE. LOSING LIGHT IN THE THICK OF A HEAVY FOG. I’M SCREAMING THROUGH A LOCKJAW. WITH SHIT FOR BRAINS. YEAH, I PRAY THAT THEY WON’T BE WASHED. MOVE RIGHT THROUGH ME. KIND OF SOOTHING. MOVE RIGHT THROUGH ME. CONSIDER IT A LOST CAUSE. LOSING LIGHT IN THE THICK OF A HEAVY FOG. I’M SCREAMING THROUGH A LOCKJAW. WITH SHIT FOR BRAINS. YEAH, I PRAY THAT THEY WON’T BE WASHED. CAN’T GET CAUGHT. I’M TAKING BACKSTEPS. I THINK I’M LIVING IN THE PAST TENSE. I NEED TO GO AND GET MY HEAD CHECKED. REPAIR A DISCONNECTED SYNAPSE. WASTE OF LIFE. YOU KNOW I’M ALWAYS TAKING BACKSTEPS. I THINK I’M LIVING IN THE PAST TENSE. I NEED TO GO AND GET MY HEAD CHECKED. REPAIR A DISCONNECTED SYNAPSE. I’M MOVING SLOWLY TAKING BACKSTEPS.
2.
Snake Oil 02:32
SPECIAL K IN MY SKELETON. FLOOD LIGHTS GLOW PURPLE. THERE’S BUGS CRAWLING UNDER MY SKIN. CHASE ANOTHER IN CIRCLES. CHEMICALS PENETRATE MY BRAIN I CAN’T PRONOUNCE. LABELED CRIMINALLY INSANE. SET FREE BY THE NEGATIVE SOUND. YOU’RE SELLING A FIX WHEN I JUST NEEDED A FIX. THESE CURES MAKE ME FUCKING SICK. SIT ON A COUCH AND I’LL BORE YOU TO DEATH. SAME SHIT. OLD STORIES. MORE PANIC WHEN I SLOW MY BREATH. MEDITATE IN A HURRY. YOU’RE SELLING A FIX WHEN I JUST NEEDED A FIX. THESE CURES MAKE ME FUCKING SICK. MALNOURISHED SINCE BIRTH. DEFICIENT IN WORTH. OLD DOG WITH A NEW TRICK. TAKE A WALK. SLEEP IT OFF. SMOKE A CIGARETTE. TRY TO CLEAR MY HEAD. STILL FEEL LIKE SHIT. YOU’RE SELLING A FIX WHEN I JUST NEEDED A FIX. THESE CURES MAKE ME FUCKING SICK.
3.
SINK INTO OBLIVION THEN RECHARGE. I CAN’T FIT TO THE SHAPE YOU’RE IN WHEN IT’S DARK. I’M DONE ENTERTAINING SPIT UP SLUR. TONGUE TIED AND TRIPPING ON YOUR WORDS. CANNONBALL OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH. I’LL RETURN. ON THE RUN. AIN’T NO FUN. ON THE RUN. AIN'T NO FUN. KILLING ALL THE BUZZ. BITE BACK WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT. I’M TOO STONED. COWER AND DEVOUR. CHEW ON YOUR BONES. BEWARE OF THE DOG. ON THE RUN. AIN’T NO FUN. ON THE RUN. AIN'T NO FUN. BURNING IN THE SUN.
4.
Moonlighting 03:04
CAN YOU CALL IN AND MAKE AN APPOINTMENT? NO EXPECTATIONS. NO DISAPPOINTMENT. PENCIL YOU IN. IGNORE ALL MY CLIENTS. THIS PEACEFUL PROTEST HAS GONE MAD. I’M THROWING PIPE BOMBS. I’M USING ALL I GOT. DON’T YOU EVER WORRY. MAKE IT A SWAN SONG IF IT ALL GOES WRONG. MEET ME IN THE QUARRY. CAN YOU EXIT OUT OF YOUR APARTMENT? FORCES ARE MOVING ACROSS THE FENCES. WHEN YOU FACEPLANT STRAIGHT ON TO THE PAVEMENT. I’LL BRACE THE IMPACT. BEAR THE WEIGHT. I’M THROWING PIPE BOMBS. I’M USING ALL I GOT. DON’T YOU EVER WORRY. MAKE IT A SWAN SONG IF IT ALL GOES WRONG. MEET ME IN THE QUARRY. LIKE AN ATHEIST THAT’S PREACHING AT SUNDAY MASS. UNQUALIFIED. DON’T TAKE MY OWN ADVICE. CONTRIVED. I’M THROWING PIPE BOMBS. I’M USING ALL I GOT. DON’T YOU EVER WORRY. MAKE IT A SWAN SONG IF IT ALL GOES WRONG. MEET ME IN THE QUARRY.
5.
TWIST AND TURN THROUGH THE DÉJÀ VU. HAVE I BEEN REBORN? REACH TOWARDS THE SKY. CHIP AWAY BLUE. NOTHING IN BLOOM CHOSE TO BE. I DIDN’T CHOOSE TO BE. I SUCKED IN ALL THE OXYGEN. LEFT NO AIR FOR YOU TO BREATHE. BECAME A BARREN DRY WASTELAND. NO NECTAR FEEDING THE BEES. POURING DOWN LIKE ACID RAIN. LET IT FILL MY ROOTS. NODDING OFF. IN THE BREEZE I SWAY. WON’T YOU COME JUST PICK ME OUT? CAN’T SAVE MYSELF. I SUCKED IN ALL THE OXYGEN. LEFT NO AIR FOR YOU TO BREATHE. BECAME A BARREN DRY WASTELAND. NO NECTAR FEEDING THE BEES. I’M STOMPING ANY PROGRESS. THIS IS NO PLACE TO PLANT OUR SEED. I’M TUCKED IN TO THE QUICKSAND WHILE I WATCH THE CHANGING LEAVES. PROCRASTINATE AND HIBERNATE. I WANT IT SO FUCKING COLD THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY PAIN. WENT TO SLEEP FOR TWO HUNDRED DAYS. NO FALL. NO SUMMER. NO SPRING. I SUCKED IN ALL THE OXYGEN. LEFT NO AIR FOR YOU TO BREATHE. BECAME A BARREN DRY WASTELAND. NO NECTAR FEEDING THE BEES. I’M STOMPING ANY PROGRESS. THIS IS NO PLACE TO PLANT OUR SEED. I’M TUCKED IN TO THE QUICKSAND WHILE I WATCH THE CHANGING LEAVES.
6.
Tone Deaf 02:36
NEVER CLAIMED I’M A GENIUS. THE GENE SKIPPED OVER MY HELIX. I’LL DIG IT OUT. NOT EXACTLY A SCIENCE. I FAKE IT UNTIL THEY BUY IT. I’LL ACT IT OUT. TEN THOUSAND HOURS AND IT FUCKING FEELS LIKE IT. HEAVEN TO ME IS A BASEMENT. A PLACE TO BROADCAST MY LAMENTS. I’LL SPILL IT OUT. DON’T TAKE THIS FOR GRANTED. STILL SPEAKING IF NOBODY LISTENS. I’LL TALK IT OUT. TEN THOUSAND MILES AND IT FUCKING FEELS LIKE IT. DID THE RECORD SELL? WAS THE PERFORMANCE FLAWLESS? DID YOU HIT EVERY MARK OF THE TARGET AUDIENCE? FUCK IT. SHE PLAYED PIANO IN HER SLEEP. I’M YELLING CAUSE I CAN’T SING. OUT OF BREATH AND OUT OF KEY. YET WE’RE BOTH AT PEACE.
7.
Drill 02:50
MY EYES DON’T HOLD THE HINT YOU REQUIRE TO THE RIDDLE THAT YOU’VE WRITTEN FOR YOUR LIFE. SPEND TIME PEDDLING EXCUSES TO PAY THE FARE. CAN’T HOLD YOUR STARE. SEPARATE MY HEAD. SEE WHAT YOU FIND. MIND OF A SICKENED KIND. THIS FEVERED PACING COVETS A HAUNTING TO NO AVAIL. MY IDEAS ARE GARBAGE FIRES IN VACANT HALLS. NO LIGHT FLICKERS AT THEIR PRESENCE. THEY ARE GHOSTS THAT CAN’T EVEN WALK THROUGH WALLS. SPEND TIME PEDDLING EXCUSES TO PAY THE FARE. STOP AND STARE. IT’S UNINVITING IN HERE. COLDER THAN THE OUTSIDE AIR. DRILL INTO MY MIND. TRY TO GIVE IT ALL BACK. A VISION CRUDE AND BLACK. THE STATIC IS ALL MINE. BLAME ME FOR THE BAD RECEPTION. NOT FOR YOUR SHIT PERCEPTION. IT’S UNINVITING IN HERE. SEPARATE MY HEAD. DRILL INTO MY MIND. TRY TO GIVE IT ALL BACK. I’M THE SICKENED KIND.
8.
OLD AND GRAY. SHAKING FROM THE FIREWORKS. END OF DAYS. NO PLAN FOR RECOURSE. STUCK IN WAYS. LICKING YOUR BEDSORES. NEW YEAR. NEW RESOLUTION. LIGHTHEADED FROM THE EARTH’S ROTATION. CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER REVOLUTION. LIKE A BOTTLE ROCKET QUICKLY FALLING DOWN. BLANKLY GAZE. AFRAID OF THE THUNDERSTORM. THINNING MANE. THROWN TANTRUMS AND OUTBURST. NEVER LEARN. NEW YEAR. NEW RESOLUTION. LIGHTHEADED FROM THE EARTH’S ROTATION. CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER REVOLUTION. LIKE A BOTTLE ROCKET QUICKLY BURNING OUT. THE GRAND FINALE IS UNDERWHELMING. EVERYBODY CAN RETURN TO THEIR SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING. NEW YEAR. NEW RESOLUTION. LIGHTHEADED FROM THE EARTH’S ROTATION. CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER REVOLUTION. LIKE A BOTTLE ROCKET BURIED IN THE GROUND.
9.
I SNEAK IN. I’M EMBEDDED DEEP. PLAY MY PART. THEY DON’T SUSPECT A THING. A COG IN THE BUSTED MACHINE. THERE IS NO RECOVERY. WEARING A WIRE. UNDER DURESS. THE SUN RISES WITH A WAVING FLAG. FADED OUT. HANGING AT HALF MAST. DON’T KNOW WHY, BUT I HANG MY HEAD. I TAKE A PLEA OF IGNORANCE. I TRIED MY BEST. WEARING A WIRE. CLOSE TO MY CHEST. RED TAPE COVERS ANY TRACE. CAN’T MEND A BROKEN SPINE. THE BODIES ARE PILING UP. THEY JUSTIFY THE CRIME. THE COFFEE IS BITTER. THERE’S A JAM IN THE PRINTER. I AIN’T NO QUITTER EXCEPT WHEN IT COMES TO THIS FUCKING JOB. I CAN’T JUSTIFY THE CRIME. I’M DONE SERVING MY TIME. YEAH, I’M FUCKING DONE. WEARING A WIRE.
10.
Freak Show 01:36
MEASURE ME WITH A DEAFENING STARE. FACE THE CROWD. PACE THE PERIMETER. QUICK WORK OF THE BUZZ IN THE AIR. I KNOW YOUR ATTENTION IS LIMITED. COME ONE, COME ALL. I’M FOAMING AT THE MOUTH. BATHING IN THE FROTH ON THE GROUND. UNPAID, UNLAID, UNWELL. I’VE GATHERED A CROWD WITH NO STORY TO TELL. BITE AND CLAW. FIGHT TO GET THROUGH. YOUR FACE GLOWS IN THE BACK OF THE ROOM. MAKE OUT THE PATTERN ON MY HIDE. IS IT A WARNING OR AN INVITATION? FOR MY NEXT ACT, I’LL JUST WASTE MY OWN TIME. MAYBE I’LL SLEEP. TAKE A DIP IN THE DISH. PASS BY THE GLASS FOR THE KIDS. THIS ACT REALLY FILLS A ROOM. IF THEY WERE ONLY IN TUNE.
11.
TRY TO DROWN THE SOUND OF A STILL NIGHT. CALLOUSED CORDS FROM AN INNER VOICE. TURN ON THE WHITE NOISE. ACT FAST. SNUFF OUT THE FLAME. BEADS OF SWEAT COLLECT LIKE A ROSARY. COUNT DOWN TO ZERO. TURN ON THE STEREO. FOOT TRACKS ON CRACKS OF THE SIDEWALK. BITE INTO CONCRETE. TURN ON THE T.V. ACT FAST. THEY COME IN DROVES AND THEY ARE STEADFAST. SNUFF OUT THE FLAME. ACT FAST. THEY COME IN DROVES AND ONCE THERE’S CONTACT, THEY’LL HAVE THEIR SAY. I WILL MUSTER ALL MY STRENGTH TO DISTRACT AND ENTERTAIN. WILD BEAST THAT CANNOT BE TAMED. CAN’T CONTAIN. ACT FAST. THEY COME IN DROVES AND THEY ARE STEADFAST. SNUFF OUT THE FLAME. ACT FAST. THEY COME IN DROVES AND ONCE THERE’S CONTACT, THEY’LL HAVE THEIR SAY.

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released March 26, 2021

JEFFREY BLUM – VOCALS
NATHAN HELTON – BASS/VOCALS
JOHN NICHOLS – GUITAR
CHRIS SKILES – GUITAR
COLTON SIEGMUND – DRUMS

ALL MUSIC WRITTEN BY DRIP-FED. LYRICS BY JEFFREY BLUM EXCEPT “DRILL” AND “FREAK SHOW” BY NATHAN HELTON

PRODUCED BY CHRIS SKILES
MIXED BY BEAU BURCHELL
MASTERED BY ALAN DOUCHES

ARTWORK AND LAYOUT BY PHILLIP NICHOLS

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