Crooked Voices

by Engineer

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Engineer is Bobby Gorham, Ryan Gorham, Mike Auclair and Brad Gorham

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released June 7, 2011

Released on Blackmarket Activities
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered @ Moresound Studios
Artwork by Mike Wohlberg

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Engineer Syracuse, New York

From Syracuse, NY, Engineer is compromised of three brothers and a brutal dude behind the drum kit. They play an intelligent and extremely loud blend of sludgy-hardcore and noisey, experimental rock that call influences from the likes of Knut, Breach, Anodyne and the Amphetamine-Reptile back catalogue while maintaining a sound that is distinct, original and very much their own. ... more

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Track Name: The Idiots Theme
There's a crack in the pillar. Smoke in your house. There's a scab on the finger that scratches your mouth...and it's plastered on your face. Like a witness with nothing to say, and still....everyday you do it wrong. Still that same, sad song. Let it play, like an idiot's theme. The sick and subtle soundtrack to defeat.
One morning you're gonna wake up surrounded by all of your valuable shit, and a warm and strange sense of panic will find a home in your chest. Yeah, you're gonna be sure. You're gonna wonder... how? If it was always laid out this simple, why you, you couldn't figure it out. That thought will stick like a thorn in the side of your head. That song, that you've always followed, will echo until your last breath.
Track Name: Shape Shifting
I could see a million faces and recognize none, 'cause I've gone unnoticed, for lifetimes, hiding among the crowds of aging sheep. I'm wide awake and wandering while you're asleep.
I'll be the one whose eyes stay steady and fixed...'cause my secret's disguised by a few simple tricks. If I crack a smile, you'll know I'm somewhere else. See, I'm always almost there...but I've lost a thousand years of time (wasted). I'm still waiting for something big, but it's all a part of the same clever trick. I'm holding out for an answer that you can't give.
Track Name: Bruised Blue Collar
"I've grown sick of this," he said. "We're just spinnin' our wheels, and It's far too much for me to fake givin' a fuck." "In fact, it turns my stomach." "Oh, it seems to me that we see the same things...but in different light, it changes shape and serves to seperate the weak."
"OH..but it's not the same," as he spit defiance at their feet. "OH.. we're not the same." "Are you listening?"" I can smell it through your clothes." "You reek of everything that I loathe." "Underneath, if you looked, you'd find an animal. No, it's not the same..and no, we're not the same at all."
Track Name: Kid Killer
Hey stranger. Where've ya been? It seems like it's been so long...and all this time, I thought you'd gone. Hey all my brothers, who survived! Did ya hear? We were right. There's something out there and it's killin our kids. It's right over there. Yeah, he's right over there... so stand back. You can't tell, but he's workin like a dog. A common thief, with a hand on your pulse. Just waiting for you to slip...and I'm afraid that you will. Sooner or later, that you will.
Track Name: Drunk on Blood
Spare me the lessons. I've learned all I need through faults and trials of my own...but it's not enough. They're gonna want your blood by the bucket and gold by the pound. Don't you know? You're gonna pay to be saved.
Well, I gave all that i had to give and lived the very best that a man could live, but all the while you knew no limit. In return, I've asked for nothing but in this hour you'll take the last of my name. So, make this my only time of need and show me something. Answer me. Give some weight to empty faith and answer me.
Track Name: Scavenger
Hail the army of crooked hands pulling at your strings. A secret society feeding off your praise. I see a million empty shells chewin on the bait. They know what you want....'cause you make it easy.
The lucky one's never noticed a thing, while others, welcomed it with a warm embrace.
It feels like I'm waiting for a tragedy to strike. The morning when our world is washed in white. No, I don't know what I want but I'm sure as hell that it won't be easy. There's no reward for living safe. Anything is better than nothing.
Track Name: Curse of The Common Man
All my friends are dead...or on the way. My hair is falling out and I can't see. The sounds of my cities streets have changed. I hardly recognize a thing. The sound of my own voice has changed. It's an unfamiliar melody. I'm just to tired to sing along and don't have time to waste. All these old memories...they fill me with spite. It's a rage so calm and pure, that it would shake a lesser man to his core. It burns, relentless and unforgiving, until I hardly recognize a thing and it's all an unfamiliar melody. You know what they say. That it's all forgiven and we're all forgotton anyways.
Track Name: Vicious Voice
I'm a fake disguised as a cheat. I'm a full fledged master of deciet. I'm an old, feral beast...whose face you can't stand to see. I'm always there, breathing down your neck, pulling for control and carving you in half. I am cold, calculated and mean. Your vicious side....with a ruthless streak. I keep an eye on your routines, waiting for the day we'll meet.
When the color leaves your skin...that's when I've won the fight. I stay one step behind, convinced one day, that you'll come around. I'm always there, breathing down your neck. A guilty guide keeping you in check.
Track Name: Starving Artist
I've gotta fierce drive for fame. It's painful poison in my veins. With these sharpened nails and a grin...I've got an edge. A solid in. With my desire burning holes in my skin...I've got an edge. A solid in. I'll push these pawns who sit and spin. It's like I was born to win. After I claw my way through hell and kill to make a name, don't look surprised when you hear me say,"it looks so good." Yeah, "it looks so good from up here." I deserve everything and I'd take it all from your hands. I deserve everything.
Track Name: Prepared For The Worst
It's not getting better. The swelling won't go down and the fever took too long to break.
It's not getting better and i can't find what helps. I'm living with a chill that I can't shake...prepared for the worst.