Nerve Salad
Another incendiary track from the force known as Demons. If this is a sign of things to come, bring it on, gents. My bruises are not yet all healed up from the last go 'round.
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about
The separation of families at the border, and the policies that underscore recent activities targeting families from Mexico, Central and South America, and US citizens is completely backwards and unquestionably cruel. Immigration policies and the inhumane treatment of people of all ages demands a response - any action that can help thwart or slow down what is happening. This song is was motivated by an attempt to critique the gap between immediacy and reflection - the immediacy and urgency for those threatened by these policies versus the reflective and abstract media commentary and discourse that privileged people (like us) engage in and respond to earnestly. There are no shortage of obstacles and cynicism that can undermine good intentions, but anything we can do - even the smallest act - is a positive step forward.
We chose RAICES because of its focus on education, the affordable legal assistance provided to those impacted by illegal and unjust raids, and opportunities for involvement from those interested in helping. Awareness is important, but the legal needs of those in targeted areas are urgent and we wanted to focus our efforts there.
lyrics
Lyrics:
Frozen hooves dragging brown kids through tent camps in Tornillo
A fresh red washed from a 2nd blue suit stained, just doing his job (again)
Thanks for that insight “it’s Orwell and Atwood”
A commentary from vox with a poignant quote from the mayor of South Bend
3000 words from a liberal think tank for a November strategy.
A new grave yard for each new parade but “let’s all stay calm and not alienate.”
Virtue and respectability in service of the antithesis.
Fashionable white hatred and objective profiles in the NYT,
POC shot down while we feign anger over a lack of civility
A justified anger we need and still useless, poetic and impotent
The margins crowd and the center grows louder with uglier Americans
credits
released July 30, 2019
Song written and produced by Demons
Engineered by Jonathan Anderson
Recorded at the For Stage Warehouse
supported by 11 fans who also own “Uglier Americans”
I can't believe Public Art is a real song played by real people. Noise rock genius.
I love Demons, always have, always will. They scare me in ways I didn't know I could be scared of. This little snippet is a nice layover. I write verses of songs longer than this whole EP, but they have the whole replay value set pretty high. Nerve Salad
Sao Paulo's Futuro return with another high-energy, perfectly rough-around-the-edges punk EP that effortlessly balances melody and speed. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2020
supported by 6 fans who also own “Uglier Americans”
Sludge, Shoegaze, Atmospheric, Heavy Metal, Alt-metal, you name it. This album has it all, and it is perfect. It came out during a rough time period of my life and others lives too. It's been the soundtrack for all of my pain. Thank you Hum tawper