From the death of Factory Street Studios to Veritas Festival
This video has everything you could ever fucking want.
Indoor Falconry
'I can't keep screaming, all I leave belongs to you'
Lyrics
This leather won’t hold me up for much longer
I can’t hear someone say it gets better tomorrow
I need it now, damn it, listen
Please keep your mouth shut
Don’t dare say, (you’ve so much to give)
What can I say to make you feel better?
All that I ask’s we get, through, the night
I won’t sleep, so that, you’ll always be
But it’s moving too fast, let me off, let me off
It’s moving too fast, let me off
Life no seasoning
Heart beat but no meaning
All I need’d be gone
With you
Don’t delay
Your life’s at stake
Stop it
Is this what you wanted
All the life that you squandered
You get what is deserved
Am I not what you wanted now!?
We’re what makes us sick
Can, you feel it,
A snap, bang or crack and it’s gone
I can’t keep screaming
All I leave belongs
To you
ATTACK
BUT WE WON’T LET YOU DIE
We took some videos. Duh. It doesn't cover everything but then again, what does?
Everything's shit.
Wolves
'Everything you love is gonna burn'
Violence is in all of you. Your suffering is just. You brought this on yourself.
Lyrics
Taking the wrongest turns
Hitting the deadest ends
Making the same mistakes
Why do we never learn
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Everything you love is gonna burn
And everything you love is gonna burn
Everyone you love is on the run
Cos they want everything you love to fucking burn
Everything you love is gonna burn
Everything you love is gonna burn
Everyone you love is on the run
Cos they want everything you love to fucking burn
The end has been predicted
The writing’s on the wall
Bear arms you’re called to witness
The monsters we’ve become
I’m feeling disconnected
From all I’m menna be
The wolves have been elected
To live among the sheep
Everybody shut your fucking mouth
Don’t get your hopes up, it’s killing me
I wanna taste the fumes of chimneys and exhausts
Don’t get your hopes up, it’s killing me
The taste of progress, is bitter sweet
And don’t you look at me
We’re not worthy
I don’t wanna talk about it
I don’t need to hear about it
I’m so sick of it
Hate’s fuelled, hate’s fuelled, automatic
Judgement, judgement, overdrive
Hate’s fuelled, hate’s fuelled, automatic
Judgement, judgement, overdrive
Release the world, from under your spell
Won’t you
Spread, the seed, conquer and divide
But we stand tall
To Trump what May
It's 2018 and we were lazy as fuck towards Christmas. We took loads of footage and edited none of it.
So here it is... All of it. Dodgy as ever.
Covering Kazoopa, 1in12, Al's Dime Bar and Trash.
Featuring (in no particular order), Nova Hands, Blank Atlas, Kram (RIP), Pak40, Hoamin, Apogee and Sonia Sandhu - vegan chef