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Live at Bohemian Grove

by The Frozen Heads

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1.
Stop Breathing 04:35
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This psyop hasn't stopped being fun They know it's bullshit but they play along Now the lines are drawn And all the pawns want blood They want blood They want entertainment They want TV They want to feel like they ain't doing nothing They want drugs They want sacrifice They think they're saving lives Just say the word and they'll be happy to stop breathing These pods ain't small enough For these ugly fuckin' peasants and these useless eaters Wouldn't it be great if we could just convince them all to kill themselves? Just do your part You're in this together Now shoot up You're part of the problem until you stop breathing
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tRu$t 04:41
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To hide behind a mask of false virtue guilt tripping over vanity Playing a blame game narrative Rigged against the unclean the revolution will be televised Tune in prime time Tonight's programming written and sponsored by The most trusted name in manipulative lies bend over asshole this dick is safe and effective Hide your face so we he knew we know who you are Know your enemy Trust the money Rewrite the rules reality in real time There's no past no future Only now and whatever the talking heads on TV say Trust but not with your eyes
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Heretic 04:18
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What do you mean you don't want to eat the bugs ? We locked you in your homes because we're made of love. You have nothing  Are you happy yet ? Got enough money to make the queen wet This wasn't the plan. Not at all. But I'm still Sniffing Yay offa epsteins girls Sipping margaritas as the oceans rise Got my Dick in hand while the planet fuckin' dies Masturbating on my beach front property Are you not loving your new virtual reality? All this could be yours and just bow down and suck Satan's cock Here's the key to the city Papers please, need proof Gotta know you're not one of those fucking heretics are you Every breath you take is killing the earth I'll save you from yourselves now open up your fucking purse Give me all your money we got solutions we just need cash Live happy on your knees and kiss the masters ass Cause I'm sniffing pounds of cocaine while we sell you lies Got a thumb up my ass while we make you fucking die
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Satan loves you 05:50
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This isn't what they wanted Maybe they just didn't know Best intentions littered along the road to hell Paved in the promise of security Wrapped in fear and hate and lies Inverted and Drowning in impurity Nobody believes in you But Satan loves you There's no hope for you Just keep buying,  renting The meaning is the ending It won't be long Even if it's too long You all gotta go There's little use Just inconvenience The fucking nerve... You got nothing You are nothing Just taking up space Eating shit Your faith is appreciated
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whatever, sky 02:15
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We don't dream We just watch TV We dont need no eyes We don't want to see We don't believe We just know what's true We don't trust unless we're told We demand the same of you Just shut up and know your place We ain't got no use For these hate truths No standards Two plus two ? Nothing is true The sky ain't blue
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Send in the clowns 03:35
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Rome used to be a home But someone stole our garden gnome Welfare pigs slayed a crackhead dead Now the city is in flames and it would be such a shame but... The fiery riots were mostly peaceful Everybody had a real good time You don't see this sort of decline Every single lifetime Scratching my head What exactly is going down Nothing makes any sense in this retarded fucking town Can't say anything without triggering Some soy consuming sissy And God help you, if you state the bleeding obvious Someone's gonna get quite pissy Enjoy the circus Watch your step There's needles and shit all over the sidewalks Now everything is problematic And unless you wanna start some static Your language is gonna have to bend If we determine it to offend I'd laugh on these breadlines But like groceries We're running out of clowns to send We're going down Send in the clowns Honk

about

It was time to get weird. We had just become a three piece with Goki moving from guitar over to bass, and we really feeling the freedom being a three piece provides. So, since it was just about February, we'd decided to take on a challenge... it was time to throw our hat in for the RPM challenge.

The plan was simple: go into the studio, set up a few mics, and jam for hours on end and hope we got something usable out of those jams. So, we jammed for two days, probably about 5 hours in total. It was now my job to take those recordings home and hopefully uncover some actual songs somewhere underneath all our meandering and noodling.

Well, I found about 6. So, now all I had to do was arrange them, make some edits, tweaks- add vocals and well... I'd just bought three "new" vintage synths, so... I couldn't not use this opportunity to test them out. I picked up an ensoniq esq1, sq1 and yamaha sy77. Unfortunately, the esq and sy were not very reliable, so most of the synth work is from the sq1, maybe some esq1 before it would just shit its pants after ten minutes of recording.

We ended up wrapping up the album and just making one deadline of February 28th, with much of the time being spent on fine tuning arrangements and getting the mix as listenable as possible. I knew perfection was not an option, but who needs perfection when you've got vibe.

Also worth noting, this was the first time we used our new studio to actually record. I definitely think the sound of the room adds much to the overall sound of these tunes.

We used three mics to record this.. since one of the inputs on my interface is fucked. So-one mic on the drums (kicks and snare ultimately were augmented with samples out of necessity), one mic on guitar, and one on the bass cab.

As for the overall direction of the sound... I don't know what the hell we were thinking, other than, quick-lets bang out some tunes.. Key of Am, try something funky... ok, gimme something punky... hey, gimme a waltz... whatever the hell... that's how it happened.

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released February 5, 2022

J- Guitars, vocals, keyboards, production
Goki- Bass
Dan- Drums

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The Frozen Heads Albany, New York

we're three nobody's from Albany N.Y.
We churn out noise, racket and other assorted sounds.

We are also a non profit organization, but not by choice, we just don't really make any money doing this shit.

Please be considerate of others, and don't play this too loud. ... more

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