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TAR

by Shorbanoor

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1.
The River 03:54
There is this river Never been to before And God made this river He said it was yours I must confess I’ve lost my way And in that blue moment You stand there and wave So slowly And at this river I call out your name We speak of redemption And speak of the grave I must confess I’ve lost my way You summon the angels You tell me my name So slowly
2.
I hate everyone And it fucking shows I hate everyone Right down to their fucking toes It’s not that fucking simple But there’s still hope yet The threads are all jumbled up They’ve ruined the entire set I put the brownies in the oven For too fucking long I hate everything and even this song I’ll take a shit in the mouth Of your culture Set it ablaze Till it’s nothing but smoke and sulphur Fuck you and your arrogance Your language is not yours You stole it from the colonizer Of this I’m fucking sure Fuck everyone And their quicker wit Brevity is lost on me And I fucking quit.
3.
Playground 03:05
Baby you’ve never felt this good before Where you been baby? It’s been a long time coming Your mind is covered in flakes of gold One thought of you sets these bones alight It’s got to be love ive never felt this way Maybe I could’ve done a little better At articulating how it is I feel Thoughtful, thoughtless, doubtless, not at risk Unexpected you stop and frisk meeee What is this an airport.? I guess it is They say that you’re mean But the way you’re mean to me Baby it’s an education They say it’s in your tone One which I do not condone Baby it’s and education I try to resist Tell you how everybody is pissed But baby it’s an education Everybody should know what I know You never looked so good
4.
Foot 03:58
I’ll rise up again to fight you dear friend your weight upon my back/neck i’ll follow you I guess i guess that I should pick up where I left from underneath your foot a crustacean on the river bed come out of your house/shell get on your feet walk on the needles that you made/let me keep. you laugh at me so hard then crawl into my arms you whisper to me I’ll never do you any harm you left me here to clean to soak up all i’ve seen a murder in the streets are your stories now complete? i’ll sow up my jaw with string blinding waves of pain that sing I remember what i was asked shall we throw it in the trash they couldn’t stand the sight of it come out of your house/shell get on your feet walk on the needles that you made/let me keep. you laugh at me so hard but cry in my arms and whisper to me ill never do you any harm you simply refuse to put up with my shit and measure up each word and say you’re sick of it
5.
Back Again 03:48
The curtains are drawn the message is so clear the national hour for lovers to sing about those they hold dear old friends come back again I swear i speak the truth and I can't stop mentioning your name and all the things you do fierce fist fractured wrist I think I've lost a tooth there's murder on your breath again i'm so in love with you The curtains are drawn the message is so clear the national hour for lovers to sing about those they hold dear I keep a tab on all those things you do or do not do you laugh at me incessantly you say that can't be true we write these stories who knows why we care too much to ask and plasticine is all we need to make these memories last oh please lord save me from myself.
6.
Party 02:26
this party is good but I can hardly breathe this party's just fine but i can hardly speak this party's a mess and you are undressed in the room the story moves on we can not fight the gloom where does one go when they're on their knees what does one do when they're on their knees This party is banging but i want my mother this party is swinging you belong to some other This party's a mess and you are undressed in the room the story moves on we can not fight the gloom

about

This set of songs has some new ones, some old ones and some that simply happened during the course of recording in the studio.

As always, these songs are personal. I write about my late father, my wife, about the strained relationship I have with the internet, and the people of the city where I grew up.

I still live there, but I don’t live in these songs anymore. This EP(TAR) is the final word on the 'dethpop' genre lovingly coined by a friend. I will continue to speak of loss and the uncanny, but I do not wish to do it the same way anymore

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released August 6, 2020

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at Puffball Studios

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