All the fucking phonies
Two-faced one-trick ponies
Stab them in their only trick
Stab them with a toothpick
Oh you could let them bleed to death
If only you had any edge left
You could make them beg forgiveness
If only you were at your best
Break away, break away, break away, break away
Break away, break away, break away, break away
Just wait for the pay day
Of all the webs they’ve spun
I thought I cared for none
Turns out what I’ve stuck to
is nothing but my old peer group residue
So rest your head on my shoulder
It will soon be over
Take your hand in mine
And hold it tight
And shut my eyes
And let me
Slip away
Just let me slip away
Please just let me slip away
Or at least take a sick day
Former Stump bassist Kev Hopper revisits the sampling techniques of the '80s and '90s on his latest experimental LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2022
The Los Angeles-based electronic music producer turns to the Middle Eastern and Indian pop of their youth, alongside house, disco, and R&B, and transforms it into four-on-the-floor dance anthems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 12, 2021