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Scrambled Limbs

by Scrambled Limbs

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It's a tireless pursuit that doesn't suit either of you as much as you'd like to think it does. And if you sigh, explaining why it's otherwise (another lie), I think I might just walk But I don't seem that sort Mentioning it at all is more than I would have thought possible a savage attack too much for us With the moon, it's judging glance, fixated on this fateful dance, contorted figures at the side Just picture-esque, and limitless, they mannifest in the ugliest recesses of your mind Nothing more than your wants There's a light on in the corner, I did try to warn you but I was shrugged off The filament's flame dies and suddenly our cats eyes are blackened holes So this is it, the final call, you had the chance, but you'd still prefer to make the least of it (your potential) You're a coward for these coward's thoughts, a terrible stall to cause your downfall With those eyes you're blind to your flaws. A savage attack too much for us.
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Settle 03:03
Empty decrepit farmyard barns Flat plains of the east Silhouetted horses huddled in herds As I rest my head upon the seat Grey faceless small towns Humbled copses, a tainted bridge The dull dusk light The eerie dismissal of the day This long train, winding across the country full of individuals who just want to be somewhere but aren't All these lost birds that should be nested out of sight. Not clutching to these industrial machines and sleeping in their rusted chassis Distant lights suggest a civilisation in the vastness of this land Somewhere to just settle in Untouched by others – separate and alone with you This is someones land and I will never know I don't know where we are I know where I'm going I just don't want to
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Vacherin 05:04
It might be too far to go back now - will the bubble ever burst? A generation with golden tongues spew words that lose their worth Fleeting inflow Pat each others backs till they cave - who's ever felt the strain when finesse is an abscess rotting away the tender bone tissues? Fleeting inflow Oh Vacherin.
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Waste, I just keeping thinking waste Wasted Potential These limbs are caked in dust Spiderweb forms glue him to the floor Why move when you're so easily fed with no effort at all I just keep thinking taste, taste the air The sweet smell of success It's quite distinctive - just like me I suppose Needs figuring out Figure me out Back again, back again under the rest of you And I don't know what I would rather do, I don't know what I would rather do Run away? Run away Crawl away? Crawl Away Back again, back again under this starry night No hazy weight of industrial lights No lazy blockade of inferior minds Run away, run away Crawl Away, crawl away Back again, back again from this point of view Who's not to say I'm not struggling too? Who's not to say 'we'd rather you...' Run away, run away Crawl away, crawl away Back again, back again another repeat the twists and turns of finality the last chance pitch at humanity Run away Crawl away
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Meet me at the break of dawn I've news to tell and blood to spill Oh, you'd better hold on to your hats This wind is going to be viscous Fed from a saucerful of secrets Each one eating away at me The things I know... the things I know And you will too... The more you gravitate towards gravitas the more you fall Oh, if you save all of your secrets to culminate in a big reveal then, the more you end up lying In order to keep them The things you know... And I will too...
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Bamboozled 06:54
Marching on the terrafirma till your path is blocked Contained from all around by walls that encapsulate your world To be that headstrong that I could just force my way through Not once succeeding to break the barriers down Trunk after trunk will stomp but these enforcements are sound So willed but so weak I can not leave you all alone I am the fool but you are bamboolzing me So often it seems your world is twisted upsidedown Unable to right yourself unless I am about Scrambled limbs please just learn to stop and turn around I am the fool but you are bamboolzing me

about

This is the first EP/Mini-album by Scrambled Limbs. Recorded, mixed and mastered by one guy alone in his attic studio using whatever was lying around, it attempts to tell the tale of a musician re-discovering his musical identity, without really attempting to tell that tale at all.

Flitting from folk seen through the eyes of psych-pop to late 60s noise driven prog-lite, dancing from hypnotic off-kilter grooves across to slumping fuzz-drenched stomps, the EP is the result of hours of endless tinkering to bring you the vision of what Scrambled Limbs should be and feel like.

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Vapour Trail - "One of the finest creators of psychedelic sonic tapestries in the business, Scrambled Limbs encapsulate everything that you love about Tame Impala and Pond in a way that's more rough, more psychedelic, and just generally more batshit..."

Psychedelic Sounds for the Soul - "Blown away by this EP... Foxygen meets Tame Impala dropping acid with Ty Segall"

Liverpool Sound & Vision - "Grooves that stride across several boundaries and taken to the edge of their limit... the musical palate is awash with colour and definition without looking as if the dyes and paints haven’t run into each other with gaudy tinted effect."

Loud Horizon - "Let’s just say it’s not quite your conventional pop song type. Thank goodness.... Songs like ‘Vacherin‘ tend to keep giving a lot longer, with each subsequent listen bringing something new and fresh that the listener had previously missed."

Words For Music - "Some crazy psychedelic sounds... Scrambled Limbs has pulled it off. With the vocals clear to hear and whirlwind like guitar riffs the song flows by without a care in the world."

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Songs featured on monthly psychedelic compilations by The Active Listener and Psych Gazer, in addition to mixtapes by Clean Nice Quiet, Shake Hands with Danger Radio and The Musical Junkie.

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released February 19, 2016

All songs written, performed, recorded, mixed and mastered by Scrambled Limbs

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Scrambled Limbs Leeds, UK

Occasionally active not so psych musician who never plays gigs. Also, bassist in Gandhi’s Hands.

New EP The Late Hour will be out on Dismembers Club 9/12/22

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