I had this draft all primed and ready for the next day. I was on a roll, in a flow, and then Reddit hit me with an automated ban for 3 days lol. Appealed it right away and then today (the day the ban ended) they got back to me and said "Sorry about that, you didn't violate any rules or terms. your ban has been lifted". loool. anyway, I'm back.

This song reads like a love letter to the act of writing itself. The pain of it or confrontational aspect. The reflective state it can put you in. or the ugliness of it all. Looking yourself right in the eye as you're sitting for a haircut. Or simply sinking into emotions you might not normally toil over.

We're often trapped in our "doom scrolling" that it's easy to lock away unpleasant feelings or ugly truths we'd rather not face. And we often forget! Oh, how we forget feelings and thoughts we have in the moment. Timestamps exist in a digital space of conversations and comments and critiques and judgements. Throw-away accounts used to present ourselves to faceless others. Frequent type/erase/type/erase/type/erase until we find the perfect thing to say. whoosh. off into the ether. until some stupid dopamine-inducing reminder comes in that "xo_bigdawg420_ox" liked your comment or that Sarah left a *kissy face* emoji as a reply. It's funny how much time people will commit to this but refuse to read a book haha. Dedicating all this time to leaving aimless words in a space that will not last.

I'm on a tangent again. Sometimes I think I'm focused on the thought at hand and my brain plays six degrees to some other thought that's semi-related.

The lyrics here present poetry and words as a way to escape it all or preserve memories. A way to process anger and negativity or even reconnect with your youth. Revisiting memories from childhood with an aged mind can give vastly different perspectives.

Dust the page.
Take your time.

This part specifically feels like the central message of it all:

Keep writing. Don't rush it. Revisit it if you need to. Let the words preserve the moments and the parts of you that might otherwise fade away. Not unlike old photographs. And it doesn't have to be award-winning. It doesn't have to be perfect. Just simply putting words to page is enough.

That's "We Will All Be Gone" done. Tomorrow we move on to their third album "Raised in a Doomsday Cult".

Lyrics//

Dive into the land of paper cuts and ink-stained cufflinks
These words open doors
Keep a record of your receipts
To remind you of the joy of the sunset escape

The poem will bring you down
Your hatreds float away like butterflies
And maybe you'll read this tonight
Gain credence through what you'll recite

Dust the page often
Take your time

Though it seems a constant duel
When you feed yourself the words that open up the child in you
Grab the bourbon from the shelf
This moment needs to be cemented, cemented

The poem will bring you down
Your hatreds float away like butterflies
And maybe you'll read this tonight
Gain credence through what you'll recite
And maybe you'll read this tonight

Dust the page often
Take your time

Lyrics//

There are none!

It's just silence, Mother.
There's no one here.
I'm alone.
It's peaceful.

There's chaos around me.
But it's quiet.
And I can think.
Oh, for once, I can think.

I don't know why I'm here.
Purpose hasn't revealed itself to me.
I saw the sun come up
and my presence cast a shadow.

Simply existing
leaves evidence behind.

It's just silence, Mother.
I can only do so much when I'm alone.
I know this.
There's chaos around me.

I saw the sun come up.

Then promptly shut the curtains and crawled back into bed. (ha ha)

This is another one of their songs that allows my mind to wander, to imagine I'm someone else, somewhere else. Maybe it's not even someone else. Just another version of myself. Obviously a better one. With more confidence, lacking the fear of the unknown.

Stagnation in familiarity.

It's not even that new people are inherently terrifying; it's just the mental gymnastics my brain will go through to convince myself to avoid the situation at all costs. Maybe it's the overstimulation of a social setting, or feverishly needing to know what someone is thinking.

Am I talking too much? Too little? Am I being annoying? Do they even want to talk to me? Am I gaining anything from this interaction? Are they? Why are we even here!?

Ramble ramble

This song sounds very hopeful and positive, adventurous even. Such a simple thing can be so daunting, yet finally doing it, it's actually not so bad.

Growth through exploration.

Seems obvious, no?

Lyrics//

I saw the sun come up
Took every bit strength that I had
Continue to wander I'm no longer a stranger of land

Swallow your liquid keepsake
Souvenirs that you treasure best
Acquaint strangers, lines in their face tell a story

Once upon a time the world scared me, not the case now

I saw the sun come up
Took every bit strength that I had
Continue to wander I'm no longer a stranger of land

Traversing through great unknowns
No trade in value as far as I'm concerned
Kinship is left at home
Form new bonds stronger than before
Stronger than before

Once upon a time the world scared me, not the case now

I saw the sun come up
Took every bit strength that I had
Continue to wander I'm no longer a stranger of land

Another very interesting set of lyrics where Elliot's telling a "typical" story with atypical elements. It sounds like a story of a relationship where communication has broken down entirely. It's toxic, it's selfish, each person staying in the relationship for who knows what. Perhaps fear of being alone or ending it keeps them both chained here. They're both miserable. Everyone's carrying resentment but too afraid to share it or feel like they can't.

I recall a relationship from my younger years where we were both clearly miserable, wanting different things at different times.

"I take all that I need To keep on walking It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood"

Bouts of happiness only coming around when we'd be with other people. Friends always invited to ease the tension and give each of us someone else to talk to. In the final few months, the best times we shared involved friends. But it finally ended and we were both much better off. It's been years and my memory's foggy but I believe I was the one who ended it. I do recall being a miserable cunt to her though. We haven't spoken in a long time but I hope she's doing well.

I'm sure she is. Why wouldn't she be?

Lyrics//

I didn't run
I took advantage of you sometimes
I can't deal with selfishness
No honesty in these eyes
In these eyes
I need anyone to listen

I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood
I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like...

I'll break a door
Leaving my interests
I will not, I hope you're dying
No honesty in these eyes
In these eyes
I need anyone to listen

I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood
I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood
It tastes like...

I burn my mouth
Swallowing
Bitterness and ignorance
I burn my mouth
Swallowing
Bitterness and ignorance

The words won't come
The words won't go
Your words won't come
My words won't...

I'll take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood
I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand, it tastes like blood
It tastes like...
I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand
I take all that I need
To keep on walking
It tastes like sand

It tastes like sand
It tastes like sand

okay, time slipped away from me again.

Let's go! Day 15 - Grip Shoes.

What a track. This one ebbs and flows with such grace. The instrumentation is tight and Elliot leads with some beautiful melodies. Rudys drumming here is especially catchy. He combines rock and almost poppy drums with an obvious metal foundation behind it. Fucking groovy.

Lyrically, this ones pretty straightforward. It's tough watching someones' potential slip away or waste away when others can see it. Excuses are plenty and it's easy to cast blame at others for your situation. We're not just boys climbing trees. The time for childish behaviour must end at some point and we all need to grow up. Some people with even comprehending what that means. Do we have to "grow up"? Times are wildly different now. You can make a "career" out of playing video games with your friends. You can carve out a space on the internet where you can behave however you'd like, never "grow up" and find an audience that will engage with you and encourage you to continue acting the same way. That's a lot of power and influence that can really mess with a persons mind lol. Potential can easily be wasted without proper guidance. Maybe that's whats happened to the individual in this song. Perhaps they went astray because they had no one to guide them. Maybe they've watched those they once called near and dear friends grow up and move on and now they feel abandoned. Seeing the success of others can be a motivator or a knife through the heart. I'm rambling again. See ya'll on Day 16 (hopefully that's tomorrow)

Lyrics//

It's tough, supporting what seems like fantasies
Clouds collapse your lungs
The bends have had their ways

It's rough, watching potential slip into the fray
Perspective lost, spinning out
We're not boys just climbing trees

You say you're always living out your dreams
You're just sleeping
Crooked floors should never stop your feet
From moving

(Hopeless)

They'll ask, "Whatever happened to him anyway?"
Water in your chest
Drown your cries again
We'll say, "He was exactly who we thought he was"
Perspective lost, spinning out
We're all boys just losing years

You say you're always living out your dreams
You're just sleeping
Crooked floors should never stop your feet
From moving

Say you need it more
And you took it all
I didn't look and I don't have it now
I couldn't watch you fall

You say you're always living out your dreams
You're just sleeping
Crooked floors should never stop your feet
From moving

From moving
From moving
From moving
From moving

I got lost in the clouds for a little bit there. Found my way back down though.

Salt of the Earth might be my favourite track on this record. The chorus is extremely catchy and would frequently get stuck in my head upon release.

Tightened grip around my bow. I'll try to save you all. Weight. Responsibility? Whether thrust upon the narrator or some sort of self-appointed obligation. Knuckles turning white, blood runs cold. Realization he's a boy without a face. No sense of identity? Or no sense of self beyond this self-imposed responsibility? There's not much separating animals and us. Is this a peaceful acceptance of an animalistic nature in us or a sad realization we aren't "better" than the animals we view as "lesser"?

The chorus throws me off though.

"I've never been a religious man
but I'm slipping under drowning
in your"

In that acceptance or realization we're not "above" animals, does the narrator turn to religion to find purpose? or turn to someone deeply indoctrinated in it and get drunk/ drown in their intense beliefs?

Coming to the second verse, the depressing tone starts to become more apparent. The narrator is lost. Things are bleak and there's another mention of the boy without a face. Is it a current lost of identity? or was there ever anything there to begin with?

The boy without a face line really resonates with me. To this day, I still struggle with figuring out who I really am. I envy those who are so sure and confident in their identity. I know my values and morals and that's all and well but who am I? I'm so so envious of those people who just know. It's easy to latch on to or be infatuated with those people who are so confident in their beliefs and identities. I often find myself absorbed in my hobbies or new "hyper fixations". Do I allow this to happen because they're fun? Or is it another way to distract myself from not knowing what the hell I'm doing, where I'm going or figuring out who I am?

fuck.

Lyrics//

I tightened my grip
Around my bow
I'll try to save you all
Knuckles turning white
Blood runs cold
There's a boy with no face

I don't feel there's much separation
I'm an animal
Hope leaves when the waves come crashing

I've never been a religious man
But I'm slipping under drowning
In your eyes
I've never been a religious man
But I'm slipping under drowning
In your

Footprints in the snow
The sun runs off
The gloom begins to grow
The bleak reaches these bones
Rushing through
There's a boy with no face

I don't feel there's much separation
I'm an animal
Hope leaves when the waves come crashing

I've never been a religious man
But I'm slipping under drowning
In your eyes
I've never been a religious man
But I'm slipping under drowning
In your

I left you the forest
Let the spirit go
Rid this place of monsters

This song is right up my mental health alley parked on a back road with its hazards on and the driver door left wide open. I feel like I'm constantly at war with myself over my words and how they may affect others. Am I holding back because of how it may come across? How it might affect someone else? Am I refraining from speaking because I'm worried it'll cause friction or conflict that I don't want to deal with? Too many times, I've messed up relationships due to my words and inability to hold my tongue. Am I saying the wrong thing or the right thing in the wrong way? Choked on my own words. Not everything turns out right. I feel like 87% of the time things don't turn out right for me. (boo hoo I know). Is it easier to offer surrender and not speak? Or should I engage others to keep me present and endure the results of my words? Self-censorship is a good idea sometimes. - Cut out my tongue.

This song is less a story and more a view into the mind of someone who can't stop wrestling with these situations they cause. There's been times where I've been so hung up on what I said to someone that I can't sleep, eat or properly focus on anything only to eventually find out they either have no recollection of what I said to begin with or weren't actually affected by it in any way, shape, or form. You're the rock, you're the hard place.

Lyrics//

Choked on my own words
Not everything turns out right
Just one more thing
Please hold me down
This feels so familiar
The smell of these burning bones

Just one more thing
Please hold me down
Just one more thing
Keep searching

A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue
A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue

Absorbed by the moment
Dread in its salted form
Just one more thing
Please hold me down
This sound an acquaintance
Echoes of hollow skin

Just one more thing
Please hold me down
Just one more thing
Keep searching

A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue
A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue

Just one more thing
Keep straining
Just one more thing
Just one more thing
Keep searching
Just one more

A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue
A choice to endure the weight
Or swallow the sour taste
Let's move on
Cut out my tongue

My tongue
My tongue
My tongue

Such a King Stranger

This is an interesting one. I close my eyes and my problems disappear. It's not a joyous freedom. It's not elation or peace. It's a sense of being elsewhere or being someone else. My mundane day-to-day problems are gone and I'm someone with a purpose. I'm not worried about every little thing or how others perceive me. My minds not racing constantly stressing about every tiny detail.

It's also not the words so much but how he's singing them and how the music plays underneath. It's a weird feeling and I'm not really sure how to articulate it. It hits especially hard in the chorus. Anyway, it's late and I'm rambling again. Music is obviously subjective and we all feel it differently. Does it whisk you away? Brief reprieve from the everyday? What's this one make you feel?

Lyrics//

Try shifting the weight from the throat
Grasp dense as ceramic
Try shifting the weight from the throat
Grasp dense as ceramic

These rough hands could start a fire
Exfoliate the day
It's a tough pill to swallow
When the pillow feels like stone
Wish I could hibernate
But I'd lose what's at stake
It's getting easier with time

I just don't have the stomach
To swallow what I think is hopeless
In a few years, we'll be laughing
Take a few years to view the world

My veins have a fury that's churning
My lungs have a fire that's burning
Mean I can't, means I won't go hungry
It means I can't starve
I can't starve

Free the moths 'cause they are tired
Of filling pocket space
Write a memoir on a napkin
I wish I could hibernate
But I'd lose what's at stake
It's getting easier with time

I just don't have the stomach
To swallow what I think is the new world

My veins have a fury that's churning
My lungs have a fire that's burning
Mean I can't, means I won't go hungry
It means I can't starve

Try shifting the weight from the throat
Grasp dense as ceramic
Try shifting the weight from the throat
Grasp dense as ceramic

I just don't have the stomach
To swallow what I think is hopeless

My veins have a fury that's churning
My lungs have a fire that's burning
Means I can't means I won't go hungry
It means I can't starve
Means I can't means I won't go hungry
It means I can't starve

Devil was a great opener for this album but this track is an absolute banger of a track. The chorus riff is all kinds of dirty and Elliots soaring
"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'm floaaaaaating on!" is so catchy. This song was stuck in my head and on repeat until I heard Salt of the Earth.

I (again) never paid much attention to the lyrics on this one as I was enthralled with the guitar work and learning that/playing along. Sitting and reading them now, they seem like they convey an acceptance and understanding of death and what happens to our bodies at the end of life. The river analogy being very on the nose of course but it acts as the flow of time carrying you from birth to death. We're born from nature and so return to nature.

It ate my soul and left my body
The creatures fed on me
clearing the last of my existence
The river comforts me

It's super straightforward but still feels deep. It's easy to say "I accept that death is true and it'll eventually happen to me" but it's another thing altogether to really accept it and make peace with it. There's comfort in a passage like-

The river asks of me
To give my mind to those deserving
Letting go of raw materials
That once had made me

This could mean giving your body back to the earth for nature to use, donating your body to science or giving up your organs for sick people that need them. How's that for altruism?

The river teaches me
Adore the now
Not passing moments

Embrace and enjoy the now, don't dwell on the past or worry about the future. Be in the present because one day it'll all end and that regret will catch up to you real quick.

iiiiiiiiiiim floaaating on

Lyrics//

The other night I walked around
And came to a decision
The River guiding me
It ate my soul and left my body
The creatures fed on me
Clearing the last of my existence
The River comforts me
It's calmer now
The water's rising

I've become, I've become
What I've wanted

I'm floating on
(Don't even know what you are missing)x4

The tired ivory streams
Through the flood of the collected
The river asks of me
To give my mind to those deserving
Letting go of raw materials
That once had made me
The river teaches me
Adore the now
Not passing moments

I've become, I've become
What I've wanted

I'm floating on
(Don't even know what you are missing)x4

Oh, won't you float
Won't you float
Won't you float
Won't you float
Won't you float away
Ignore the things around you
Float with me

I'm floating on
(Don't even know what you are missing)x4

Day 10! We've reached album #2 "We Will All Be Gone"

This is where Good Tiger really starts to hit their stride. They've discovered their style, their draw, their impact, their message. This album was a impressive improvement over their debut, in my opinion. Where "Moonlight" occasionally felt like a continuation of The Safety Fire, this album felt like the band found their identity. I remember going on break at my favourite retail job and spending the 36 runtime walking around in the cold eating a parfait and bobbing my head to the new music.

They came to Toronto and played with Protest the Hero on the Fortress X tour. Elliot was asking around online if anyone had a copy of a Dreamcast copy of a Resident Evil game. Luck would have it, I was working at a game store in town at the time so it was easy to obtain a copy. I brought it with me downtown to the show, met him at the merch table and delivered it. He was pretty pleased and offered me a free tshirt in exchange! He was really cool and down-to-earth, friendly, (handsome too), etc, etc. I grabbed a photo with him and then headed off to wait for Protest to start. It was a pretty sweet night.

As for the lyrics, this one feels like it's about tempting addictions or feeding into temptations. I could picture Jiminy Cricket on my shoulder reciting "There's something in the water (close to you)
Please, don't swim"

I know I'm not allowed in being told not to do something only makes me want to do it more. Maybe this songs about an internal struggle between two voices. Maybe it's a third party. Perhaps we're talking about alcohol here. Sometimes you know your limit with it. Sometimes you don't. Sometimes others have seen what happens when you over-indulge. Notice the repetition in the lyrics? Maybe that's intentional. Whatever the situation is, it's a repetitive destructive behaviour that you're recognizing in yourself but can't control or a loved one struggling to watch you drown.

It's focused but vague enough that we can all paint our own picture.

Please don't swim.

Lyrics//

Please, don't swim
There's something in the water
Please, don't swim

There's something in the water (close to you)
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water (close to you)
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water (close to you)
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water
Please, don't swim
There's something in the water (close to you)

Can you feel it
The movement across your feet?
Take one last look
Can you see it
The dragging across your feet?
Take one last look
Can you feel it
The movement across your feet?
Take one last look
Can you see it
The dragging across your feet?

Take one last look

Can't even wrap my head around the situation
Can't even wrap my head around you
Can't even wrap my head around the situation
Can't even wrap my head around you

Try to keep your head above the water
Can't even wrap my head around...

Can you feel it
The movement across your feet?
Take one last look
Can you see it
The dragging across your feet?
Take one last look
Can you feel it
The movement across your feet?

Take one last look
Can you see it?

The dragging across your feet?

Weightless and unbound
Weightless and unbound

Until we all drown
The visions will keep us going
Take off these wet clothes
I'm drying off

I’ll be honest. I have no idea what this song is about. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to pull from these lyrics. I feel like an old person (soul) in an old building (body). So just hit play and follow along with the lyrics below. Night y’all. Cheers

Lyrics//
This is it: the only city I’ve walked in.
Stay close to me, we won’t bow heads for anybody.

If they stop moving it will kill them. I can fly forever.
This desert’s lost its charm. I’ve had my fill of scales and leather.
If they stop moving it will kill them but I can fly forever.

The desert’s lost its charm.
I can fly forever.

Old people in old buildings.
They’re moving away.
Old people in old buildings.
They’re moving away.

Have some dignity you fucking cunt!

We’ve grown strong bones.
We have strong iron.
They’ve been messing with my town.
And I am not afraid.
Stop fucking with my town.
Let’s ditch the car and go running.

If they stop moving it will kill them. I can fly forever.
This desert’s lost its charm. I’ve had my fill of scales and leather.
If they stop moving it will kill them but I can fly forever.

The desert’s lost its charm.
The desert’s lost its charm.

This is the only city I’ve ever watched

This is another interesting one off the back half of the record. It's the second to last track and delivers more heavy-hitting, vague, yet straight-forward lyrics. There's a story here of someone searching for forgiveness or understanding after dealing with judgment or guilt or maybe that's way off.

There's aspects of internal and external factors at play here but for those of us with neuro-divergent tendencies, this could be an entirely internal struggle with skewed perceptions of how others perceive us.

Feeling of being judged before having a chance to defend yourself.
Never being free or being able to move forward.
Speaking before thinking.

There was a time in high school when my tongue flew free and wild. Spoke for the sake of speaking; sometimes to hear my own voice, sometimes for the shock value of the nonsense I might spew. Always in good fun of course.

Part of the issue was my neuro-divergence. I had my main group of friends where i was at peace and comfortable and didn't feel the need to mask though i didn't know what "masking" was at the time. Anyways, a friend ended up getting really angry with me one time and ended the relationship. We never spoke again. That whole situation changed how I spoke, taught me to mask more often and be more weary of how I behaved in social settings. Probably for the better, though I did develop severe anxiety after that which was constantly tested in any social situation or work environment I found myself in.

It's funny, actually. I didn't realize that's when my anxiety started until I just typed it all out.

Lyrics//

Birds look above ahead of time
We've been marked as a threat
There's no logic for my trial
Will I see some rest?

If I never walk again
All that's occurred so worthless
The way we've seen these words so distant
Lost sense in what controls our tongues

Do they know my name?
Do they know my name?

Oh me oh my, this mess of mine
Need to own my regret
I have begged the fairer kind
To help make my bed

If I never walk again
All that's occurred so worthless
The way we've seen these words so distant
Lost sense in what controls our tongues

Do they know my name?

This song is a highlight of the back half of the album. The riff hits hard and doesnt stop. Elliot, once again is firing on all fronts and killing it. i dont really have much else to say about this one. This song “slaps” as the kids say.

Lyrics//

Chip away the glass
It separates what's real
With all these fragments
I'll build you
Maybe we could show each other
Glass can bend
I must break you
Maybe we can start to rebuild
When I'm through
You'll love this
Are you a Scorpio?
I would like to know
Cause I think I might like this
Am I your Romeo?
Please don't kill me yet
Cause I think that you're still wet
Fuck it!
Shattered, I can't feel
Or separate what's real
Holding onto a memory of making
What you loved; nothing is what it seems
Maybe we could show each other
Glass can bend
I must break you
Maybe we can start to rebuild
When I'm through
You'll love this
Are you a Scorpio?
I would like to know
Cause I think I might like this
Am I your Romeo?
Please don't kill me yet
Cause I think that you're still wet
Could I ever be
A part of your consideration, baby?
Take into account
We grew apart in heaven
Never thought I'd be
A part of your consideration, baby
Take into account
We grew apart in heaven
Am I your Romeo?

Edit: Rewritten - Need to stop starting these at midnight when I'm half-asleep watching Archer.

I've developed a newfound appreciation for this one. Once again, here's a song that I didn't bother much when it first released but now suddenly has new meaning for me after a decade has passed.

This song feels like it's about what happens when we let someone else take the wheel, allowing life to carry us wherever the current goes. Who hasn't drifted along, falling into regret and stagnation, waiting for luck to fix the situation instead of making changes ourselves. It's easy to fall victim to. The lines "Don't live with your ghosts" and "You've been rolling the dice for too long" really hit home. I've had (Who hasn't) this tendency to get comfortable in jobs that end up making me miserable, convinced to endure the bullshit because it's familiar. Trapped by feelings of inadequacy, believing this all I deserve. And then I'd wait for "fate" or karma or pure luck to hand me something new.

The imagery created by "Bit into the sky. It filled our heads with moonlight" is a euphoric one. Possibility is endless. The world feels w i d e open. It's a welcome reprieve from the the bullshit minutiae of a job you feel trapped in. That wonder and excitement can end up feeling like a cage though. Endless possibilities can be stifling and lead you moving nowhere.

And then my last job came and it was different! I had found real personal and professional fulfillment in what I was doing. I was making a meaningful difference for myself and the people around me. Then the universe said "eat shit" and I found myself jobless. This left me angry and depressed for months. Why bother giving something your all when at a moments notice, you could have it taken from you and you're no longer considered of value?
The worst mistake isn't making the wrong choice, its making no choice at all because you're haunted by the almighty "What if?" Once again though, I'm rambling.

The instrumentation, like Aspirations, seems to sit in this one lane and only changes up once the bridge/epic ending arrives. It's a welcome change but ends up repeating for over a minute and doesn't go anywhere except back to the intro. The first half of the album was much stronger despite some cheesy lyrics and the latter half is only "weaker" because of this.

Tomorrow is All Her Own Teeth!

Lyrics//

Let me help you choose
Don't live with your ghosts
You've been rolling the dice for too long
And the hand you want
The hand you need
You'll never get

Bit into the sky
It filled our heads with moonlight
Almost too vivid
To see where we were
What could have been

There is little time
Don't waste it on God
Dive in
Trust in your presence
The worth you seek
The worth you need
You'll achieve

Bit into the sky
It filled our heads with moonlight
Almost too vivid
To see where we were
What could have been

Speak for a reason
Sink in your empathy.

This is another song that I would tend to skip due to the slightly cheesy lyrics in the first verse. I'd find myself bobbing along and humming the melody but could never get over the "take these whispers in your ears and tell me what you hear" line. But alas, that's not why I'm here talking about these now.

Once you move passed those first few lines though, a different image starts to come into focus. This song, (at least in my caveman interpretation) seems to be about an obsessive or possessive love. It feels like a toxic relationship. Lines like "I would like to build this world around you" and "I built all these things for you" sound like selfish expressions of love. "Take what I've given and try to leave" comes off as "I've done all these things for you, no one will love you like I can." It implies that the memories or "emotional investment" by the main character are now chains. "You've accepted everything I've built, you're mine now."

It's such an interesting song lyrically because it's not the normal representation of love and romance that you would expect to hear in a song. A year or so ago I was trying (struggling) to write some lyrics from the point of view of a narcissistic or sociopathic individual and their behaviours in a romantic relationship. And now that I'm revisiting this album, I'm seeing these lyrics from the other side whereas before I just took it for another love song. I mentioned in a previous post that I'm a instrumentally-focused listener so lyrics end up being last on my list of things to pay attention to. So it was nice to revisit these lyrics and give them my full attention this time.

As for the song itself, I think Elliot's vocals are what really carry it. The instrumental has a great pulsing rhythm through that naturally makes you bob your head and the half-time transition in the chorus is a nice change of pace. Beyond that, the dynamics feel fairly flat. The song never really changes lanes or builds towards anything unexpected and that makes it feel a tad one-dimensional. I don't really have much else to say about the song.

I hope these ramblings don't come off as pretentious or as if I know a single thing at all about anything. I'm just tired of feeling unseen and unheard. So I'll type out my shit here and hope someone gets anything out of it or nothing out of it. Either way, I am no-one to critique anyone's music especially when my own music lives exclusively within my computer. haha. So anyway, here's the lyrics.

Lyrics//

Take a look into these eyes
And tell me what you see
I built your trust just like this world
Hopefully, it won't end badly
Take these whispers in your ear
And tell me what you hear
Crashing the world brick by brick
Told you all it would end badly

I would like to build this world around you
And I would like to crush this world around you

Don't you forget
That there were ways around
The mess that I had made
Take it in stride
Cause you are all I need

I would like to build this world around you
And I would like to crush this world around you

Let me in, let me in, let me in baby
Let me in, let me in, let me in darlin'
Let me in, let me in, let me in baby
Let me in, let me in oh honey
Let me in, let me in, let me in love
Let me in, let me in oh honey
Let me in, let me in, let me in baby oh
Honey, I built all these things for you
Honey, what do I have left to prove?

Beyond the moon
Beyond the stars
Is a place inside my heart
I built all these things for you
Something no mortal would ever do
Take what I've given and try to leave
Take what I've given and try to leave

I would like to build this world around you
And I would like to crush this world around you

Around you

There’s a certain kind of peace that comes with viewing the world through colours. The limited pallet can help narrow the taxing cacophony of words, emotions, body language, and general noise we must interpret in the world. The mind often wanders when exposed to all these things. I find myself exhausted on a daily basis trying to navigate it all.

The melody and lyrics in this song irked me for some reason. I found them cheesy. So I wrote out the lyrics in a notepad and read through them for a few days. I grew to enjoy them and my interpretation brought me some peace and quiet.

Anyways, here’s the lyrics.

Lyrics//

Red is the color of love
Blue is the color of my waning
My waning
Yellow is envy
Maybe it's green
Somewhere there lies a color
Inbetween
You know where my pallet lies
Brushes complete the rain
Oils come together to remember my name
I cannot believe the colors you are seeing
It takes a certain kind of mind to lead me away
I wonder if I could be swayed
Maybe all you've got to do is paint the canvas gray
I paint what I see
With wreckless abandonment
Self portraits
Reflect me
Reflecting
If I could mix all of these paints
Colors would
Show emotional state
Well sometimes
Take a step back just to see what I could create
I cannot believe the colors you are seeing
It takes a certain kind of mind to lead me away
I wonder if I could be swayed
Maybe all you've got to doo is paint the canvas gray
Sketch the stress
Of daily living
Paint the life of someone else
Sketch the stress from daily living
Paint the line for someone else
Red
Red
Red
Red
RED
RED
Red
Red
Red
Red
RED

This is my favourite track off this album. Musically, this one ticks all the right boxes for me. Good Tiger has this ability to combine "heavy" riffs with pop-like melodies and I think that's always been their appeal for me. Being a primarily guitar-centric music listener, "Enjoy the Rain" offers plenty of fun and interesting riffs and chords. Super fun to jam along to if you're a bedroom guitarist, haha.

This song was stuck in my head when it first released to the point I'd just have it on repeat. "Whyyyy do IIIIIIIIIII need all these bottles dryyyyy?". The outro is pretty anthemic and sounds great live with the audience singing along.

The lyrics are straight-forward yet open enough that anyone can get lost in them and find something to connect with. "The feeling of drowning in air" makes me think of anxiety and panic attacks which I've dealt with most of my life. I don't remember exactly when it started but one day anxiety suddenly reared it's ugly head and introduced itself. Suddenly I found myself anxious all the time with no explanation. Maybe it was the lack of direction in life or purpose. Maybe it was the creative drought I found myself in. Instead of alcohol or medication though, it was collecting hobbies. I'd fall deep into a new hyper-fixation, research it for weeks, buy a bunch of stuff related to it, then get bored and move on to the next thing. The dopamine hit became my addiction and when it wasn't present, I was depressed as hell. I'd have moments of awareness and recognize what I was doing was unhealthy (and putting me in debt. "Why do I need my wallet dry?" HA)

This song helped me out through those times and I'm happy to say I eased up on my dopamine hunt/hobby collecting quite a bit. Not completely, but it's been better since. Hope this isn't too ranty or self-indulgent.
See y'all tomorrow.
Lyrics below.

Lyrics//

Just one drink
To get through the day
It's getting darker and harder to stay
In this place
Where the flowers aren't blooming
I'm touch and go, can you relate?

Medicate
Before this session, I'll be late

And I'm constantly fearing
The plot that I'll take

Why do I...
Need all these bottles dry?
I don't want...

The feeling of drowning in air
(I'm dry)
Enjoy the rain while you can
(I'm dry)
There'll be no water in hell
(I'm dry)
Enjoy the rain while you can

And I'm constantly fearing
The plot that I'll take

Why do I...
Need all these bottles dry?
I don't want

I'm gonna try
(Control desires)
I'm gonna try
(Control desires)

Swim (swim up)
Up (swim up)
I need a little air
I can't (swim up)
Breathe (swim up)
I need a better balance
Swim (swim up)
Up (swim up)
I need a little air
I can't (swim up)
Breathe (swim up)
I need a better...
(Swim up, swing up)
I need a better...

Day 2 and we're talking about "Snake Oil" from "A Head Full of Moonlight". This was the first single we got from Good tiger released on August 10th, 2015 (jeez), a whole whopping 11 years ago. The music video is insanely entertaining featuring an NES game called "Good Tiger"; a 2d platformer that features the band in 8bit format.

This song really showcases right off the bat what you can expect from this group. It's got the riffs and grooves of The Safety Fire but the soothing and buttery-smooth vocals of mr Elliot Coleman. I believe this is the first and only GT album with screaming or "harsh" vocals. I was fine with their exclusion on future releases but I know some fans sorely missed them.

Anyway, the lyrics seem to tell of a story about being trapped in a forced creative state, and handling expectations. Referring to being in a band or singular artist and being expected to create and continue to create. Creative burnout is such a terrible obstacle to run into. It's a bleak sounding song but a very creative and interesting way to say "I have writer's block" lol. For some people, creativity isn't just a hobby or a job, it's as important as breathing to them. I used to feel this way. I constantly had to create to feel fulfilled and then somewhere down the line I started to burn out and turn to consuming art (internet "content" too) instead of creating it. I look back at my old work now and think "How the hell did I write this? Why can't I do this now?"

Anyhow, here's the lyrics. Tomorrow is "Enjoy the Rain"

Lyrics//

This edict dictates
The mind will stay in a creative state
I'm not a scholar but I'm pretty sure
You've earned the right to keep creating

I cannot breathe
I cannot speak
Please let me leave or let me sleep
There's no leaving here
Never

Please tell me the benefits of keeping me locked up
Maybe if we tried hard working together
We'd escape insanity forever and ever

I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Closed my eyes and I jumped
Imagination ran dry
Took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Break me out of this fictitious life

This edict dictates
The mind will stay in a creative state
I'm not a scholar but I'm pretty sure
Don't let me die like this

What else can I paint when I'm watching the skyline?
What is this crimson? Blood is much redder
Please expand this room

I'm just waiting here
I'm just pacing here
I'm just wasting here

I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Closed my eyes and I jumped
Imagination ran dry
Took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Break me out of this fictitious life

I'm just waiting here
I'm just pacing here
I'm just wasting here

I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Closed my eyes and I jumped
Imagination ran dry
Took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Break me out of this fictitious life

I forgot how much I loved Good Tiger. I was crushed when The Safety Fire called it quits (fuck the Safety Fire). And upon hearing Dez and Jo were starting a new band called Good Tiger, I was obviously ecstatic. Featuring the aforementioned Jo and Dez along with Alex Rudinger, Morgan Sinclair and Elliot Coleman, this sounded insanely promising. At this point, I only knew Elliot as his bushy-haired dude from a couple of Periphery studio videos and his feature on their track "Racecar". I didn't know what exactly I was in for with this "supergroup". I believe Snake Oil was the first single (a discussion for tomorrow) and then they followed it up with "Where are the Birds?" which is the first track on their debut album "A Head Full of Moonlight"

This is the perfect showcase of this groups skill. Everyone seems to firing on all cylinders. It grooves, it's heavy, it's tight and clean. It's pop music for the djenty, prog fan. The lyrics are emotional, his delivery immaculate. I'm not sure what else to say here. I was instantly sold when Snake Oil dropped but hearing this one really solidified them as one of my favourite bands.

Not sure what the plan is here but I figure I'll drop a "review-lite" here daily going through the 4 albums. Maybe it's to encourage discussion on this quiet sub or just to reinvigorate my love for this band as I think I only listened to the new album once or twice when it released back in February and then promptly forgot about it lol. and now I feel bad about that for some reason.

Lyrics//

Just one kiss is enough to get me drunk right from your lips
I would swim through the deepest oceans just to hear your name

I would I would

I thought I knew right from wrong
But the blood upon these hands has proved me wrong
My mistakes can’t be covered up
You should cover
Won’t you cover up

Just hold on And dance like there’s no tomorrow
Let’s hold on
Cause without you there is no me

I would run through the darkest forest just to taste your skin
Melt the sun if for just one second I could stop the pain

I would, I would

I thought I knew right from wrong
But the blood upon these hands has proved me wrong
My mistakes can’t be covered up,
You should cover up,
Won’t you cover up

Just hold on
And dance like there’s no tomorrow

Let’s hold on
Cause without you there is no me

You seem to think you’re bound and gagged and here all just for me You can leave what could I do

I thought I learned right from wrong

Just hold on
And dance like there’s no tomorrow
Let’s hold on
Cause without you there is no me

Has anyone found a link to the lyrics by chance?

This reddit is sadly unused. Lets change that.

First off, my lovely Wife bought me a copy of the new album for Valentines day and then I bought one for myself.

I'm considering putting one on eBay if there is interest since there were only 250 of each colorway released.

If anyone has multiple copies of RAISED IN A DOOMDAY CULT I would be open to a trade!

Secondly, lets discuss this band and dig in. I have so many questions and have been along since the crowdfunding for AHFOM.

We need to get them to repress ALL the albums, and that starts with a rally cry.

Lets rap about it!

This album has proven their quality and consistency yet again. God I cannot stop repeating Pink clouds, Maybe Hope and Sweet Decay.

Halpern was 1000% the correct choice for drums this time around. The emotions in this release are high and the sound draws a lot of parallels with the best of Deftones.

Elliot Coleman is criminally underrated. Praying for at least one more release from this lot.

Deft-Tiger 2026

Didn't see anyone post it here or on r/progmetal so here it is from their FB page:

The Most Negative Day Of The Year - February 20th

Produced by Derya Nagle

Drums performed by Matt Halpern

Mixed by Adam Getgood and Derya Nagle

Mastered by Adam Getgood

Art direction and design by Tim Grove

Pre-orders available Jan 16th.

Tracklist:

1. Square Breath
2. When Death First Appeared
3. Decades On My Feet
4. Beehive
5. Sweet Decay
6. The Thief Of joy
7. Blissful Indifference
8. Pink Clouds Pink Trees
9. Maybe Hope
10. The Most Negative Day Of The Year

'Decades On My Feet' this Friday.