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Wrong Shade Of Orange (Demo)

by MAD SPANNER

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1.
Squash 01:11
2.
Wrongshade 02:23
Outcasts, losers, social defects Losing fights with inanimate objects So crank it up, drink a beer while were here ...It's the wrong shade of orange! Geeks, wierdos, acid casualties It's time to party, so sod anxiety! Crank it up, drink a beer while were here ...It's the wrong shade of orange! Spiral of confusion you are Chasing tangent after tangent Sinking even deeper Losing sight while keeping tunnel vision On the problem rising by the moment As urgency rises Dividing infinity still leaves you with infinity So you wake up in the moment Snapping out of this temporal madness Getting more familiar still! Price of existential crisis Getting lost in thought paralysis There is no answer, what the hell was the question? ...It's the wrong shade of orange! I'm in a situation One I cant control Fight or flight response And the pressure takes it's toll Now I'm looking out at you And your looking back at me And I'm nodding back at you But I don't know what to do Its Anxiety (Attack) Spiral of confusion you are Chasing tangent after tangent Sinking even deeper Losing sight while keeping tunnel vision On the problem rising by the moment As urgency rises Dividing infinity still leaves you with infinity So you wake up in the moment Snapping out of this temporal madness Getting more familiar still Getting more familiar still Getting more familiar still Getting more familiar still You wonder why your life is going by faster and faster Life. Absurd. It's the wrong shade of orange Life. Absurd. remember We don't know what it means This life is just a dream... Wrong Shade of Orange
3.
There are no drummers in this town So were forced to use a shitty drum machine With the inevitable rise of technology It will take over, replacement robot souls here to stay Starting with this bridge transporting you to a dystopian future where we're all robots dancing to a spinning endless never-ending circus vortex of... ZERO ONE ZERO ONE ZERO ONE ZERO ONE ZERO
4.
No I didn't kick your dog (madam) Misunderstanding, what actually happened was that I tripped over the pug-faced cunt! Madam you misunderstand, no I didn't kick your dog!
5.
Last summer, open window There's dead birds Rotting in close proximity From the carcass, hundred insects Flying all directions quite dizzily Swarming vortex, in my room Such a humming buzzing nightmare Dilemma granted, whats the solution? It's insecticidal warfare! Vomiting and defectating Musca Domestica posterior Bacterial breeding site Contaminated life renewal Writhing maggots feasting verociously Hundreds, thousands, millions Spreading pathogens, entirovirus Viral Hepatitis! I stand here with inaction Conflicted, conscience grips me out of nowhere I should not be, killing freely Entomology I should prepare! As I study, this fine swarm A single housefly darts into my mouth! A grossed out trigger Pacifist disfigure Time to take these little bastards out! Today, these flies die deodorant spray, open flame roasted husks onto the floor ...was it worth a half-burning house?! I'm fine with this massacre of the flies... I will not rest till these fucking housefly's die!
6.
I was caught shitting in a plastic bag And I was squittin' all my din-dins and then I was glad So don't worry fellow Cos it made a nice pillow ...I was caught shitting in a plastic bag Paraletic drunken mess Squatting on my knees! Toilets too far away So here is where I shit today Squatting over plastic bag I begin to defecate Door burst open wide ..And my friends point and laugh and I die a bit inside Cos I was caught shitting in a plastic bag And I was squittin' all my din-dins and then I was glad So don't worry fellow Cos it made a nice pillow ...I was caught shitting in a plastic bag
7.
We went out to our local As a bunch of mates But your zombified and hunched over Your gadgets makes me quite irate GET OFF YOUR BASTARD PHONE! Nokia, Samsung Motorola, HTC Apple, Android Sony and a Blackberry Get off your bastard phone! I know I sound old and dated As you hear me rant and moan But socially your distracted And I've never felt more alone Get off your bastard phone Hey you I'm going to throw your phone into A big fiery BBQ A big stinky portaloo A den of angry kangaroo A giant tub of superglue Cos your an antisocial...Dickhead!!
8.
Anal Sex 02:15
She asked me to go down ..going down into browntown! I think it's kinda wierd When your rimming with a beard Poo particles get all in there Incubating in this facial hair But It is my turn to give But it is my turn to share Your crown Ass of brown Unhygienic Playground But I'l do it for her But I'l do it for love Anal Sex
9.
Pitch black beady blank stupid eyes Cannibalistic nightmare feathered creatures This irrational fear is surprisingly common. Cultivated poultry fascination! Farmyard fears are forever edging Billy Broiler Bantam Beware the pecking order! But one Halloween on a costume party poor bugger never ever seen it coming sitting at the bar with a fresh new round trying to keep this phobia under control his mate walks through in a giant chicken outfit ...in a panic, he sprints into a pole! He had an alektorophobic nosebleed.
10.
I got smashed at the job centre I play rock and roll cos I'm back on the dole I got smashed at the job centre A sad state of affairs, rock bottom I've been there All alone in the world, destitution is real Opportunities dried up, too inebriated to feel I got smashed at the job centre I was pissed they perceived so they asked me to leave Growing up in poverty Homeless on the rise Foodbanks almost empty No-ones giving, no surprise I had dreams of academia Student debt keeps me down Overwhelming pessimism Misanthropy I have found But to hell with self-pity And fuck you Tory scum! I know where I have come from I know what I've overcome I'm not pointing fingers of where our cultures clash But these are my roots of why I'm playing punk and thrash! I got smashed at the job centre I play rock and roll cos I'm back on the dole I got smashed at the job centre A sad state of affairs, rock bottom I've been there All alone in the world, destitution is real Opportunities dried up, too inebriated to feel I got smashed at the job centre I was pissed they perceived so they asked me to leave
11.
*Ode to pervert
12.
Avocado Commando I have this compulsion.... I have this compulsion to show you my balls I have this compulsion.... I have this compulsion to show you my genitalia You just have to see my Balls! You just have to see my balls cos they're fucking massive!! I didn't ask for this curse, to be a serial pervert But balls are so fucking huge, like the size of avacado! ...like the size of avocado I have this compulsion.... I have this compulsion to show you my balls I have this compulsion.... I have this compulsion to show you my genitalia That's why they call me Avocado Commando ...You just have to see my balls.
13.
I'm not well. It's day 33. I haven't rested properly in weeks. My hollow eyes peek from under the bedsheets because the seagulls haunt me in my sleep. The seagulls haunt me in my sleep. Their beady eyes stare right through me, directly into my turkeyed soul desperate for leftovers. They have sensed my fear and prepare to form a disappointment swarm and yeah, they come flapping. Urban adaptation has developed these pests to killers. I wail around like a flannel as they peck me senseless. I am nothing but gory cheese as I am torn to pieces and the alpha gull does a single defecation drop on top of me. Toss and turn, toss and turn, tossing cold sweat, I wake up yelling - the seagull fear suffocates me completely like a fat hug, I tear the curtain down to find right there before me, a row of gulls gazing back for more because I'm still just their seagull whore!! Now it's day 34, and the seagulls haunt me in my sleep. The seagulls still haunt me in my sleep.
14.
Life burns fast When your living in the past Delusional Fantasy Escape into reality! There is no hope left for you When chasing smoke is all that you do Thoughtless bliss ecstasy Escape into reality! Equilibrio(in)ception! Riding this wave of inspiration Equilibrio(in)ception! This sense of balance has begun!

credits

released July 18, 2017

All instruments performed/written by Michael Randall except, with a great deal of thanks and appreciation...

'Escape Into Reality' lead guitar written by Mark Bashford

Outro guitar solo on 'I Was Caught Shitting In A Plastic Bag' performed by Josh Jebb. Also contributed the 'Balls!' chants in 'Avocado Commando'

Kieran Scott on guttural vocals and gang vocals for 'Massacre Of The Flies' and 'Alektorophobic Nosebleed' respectively. Also has credit for mixing the entire album and creating the album artwork. Without Kieran's support and belief, this album may not have been made. Thank you, thank you and thank you!


Also a shout out to Dan Ashley for lending me both his punk as fuck 5 string and his super slender 7 stringed guitars for which the album was recorded with. I hope we play many gigs man, glad your on board!


...See you all at the front!

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MAD SPANNER Aberystwyth, UK

Frantic, bizarre and utterly wild. Introducing Mad Spanner! Always seeking to put the absurd onstage, dedicated to delivering an intense tornado of a show with energy and passion unparalleled!

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