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Cities Without Names

by Shellfin

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FDJ (Desert Psychlist)
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FDJ (Desert Psychlist) Ah Shellfin or as I like to think of them the stoner Ramones. The Ramones brought pop sensibilities into punk music and Shellfin do the same with stoner rock. The fuzzed up riffs are there as you would expect but these tunes have hooks and melodies that grab you making you want to headbang and dance both at the same time. Excellent stuff! Favorite track: Get On.
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Zhakathoom I crossed paths with Shellfin a long time ago, but back then I had a really hard time getting a hold of their stuff, so it was a really pleasant discovery to see they're on Bandcamp now. This release in particular serves up a feast of great tunes. Stonery heavy rock with surprisingly varied expression across one singular release I feel. It might just be me, but I think this variance in theme and flavor compliments each other and makes it a richer experience. Favorite track: She Is A Robot.
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Steve Rodger Love this punky stoner album, has a bit of the Truckfighters vibe about it.... Favorite track: Delusional.
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1.
A mental mushroom cloud has left his psyche stained But he turned it inside out and wore brand new skin A skin of armor A psychotic shield Now he's a new machine Now hes made of steel His motor is running on revenge His blood is running cold Don't look into his eyes They're inhuman Eternal scars His madness is the fuel burning death His path is littered with the bodies of the insolent Once he was human, but now revenge consumes him And his poisoned heart Sticks and stones will break your bones But words can make you go insane The seed is grown We must atone Now WE are the ones who feel the pain Now WE are the ones that wear the scars Now WE are the ones with poisoned hearts A mental mushroom cloud....
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Get On 06:59
I've made up my mind It's a perfect waste of space It's a demonstration of a perfect time and place So close to heaven When I've got no soul to sell When I can't see your face I guess I'm doing well Well, good enough for me A rocket to the glowing sun You gotta get on, get on, get on Destination oblivion You gotta get on Back in space where I belong You gotta get on, get on, get on If you want to get off You gotta get on Forget the feast Or forget that obligation But what does it mean For the plastic population We can never get enough But we point our finger well When it comes to suicide I guess I'm doing well And that's good enough for me A rocket to the glowing sun You gotta get on, get on, get on Destination oblivion You gotta get on Back in space where I belong You gotta get on, get on, get on If you want to get off You gotta get on Baby, when i get inside you I'll be deep in outer space The further I am into the vacuum The deeper that i get in you Beyond oblivion Outside of time Ripping through the unperceivable Leaving all of this behind
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I know you want to cross that line But no one's really got control Let me give you some advice The Earth is an egg They're selling what you'd get for free Yeah, and I got two! Everybody get in line It's just an arm and a leg The Earth is an egg Let me tell you about it, Something big is going down But I'm busy with my PS3 See I don't want to change the world If its gonna happen anyway What fuckin difference does it make? All we have to do is wait For the Earth to incubate The Earth is an egg
5.
Down To Zero 03:24
All my memories make me sick Now I only dream when I'm awake But, oh, the time it takes I've never liked the taste of dirt But I get what i deserve Gravity serves not for me now We've got a situation Cause i can't stand Comical ruminations Cosmic hallucinations I feign disinterest And secretly make plans I'm getting off this planet I'm going out of my mind I'm counting down to zero
6.
She is a Robot But she don't know it She is bionic She brings me gin and tonic Glass eyes see everything Oh, but for one thing She’s more than made of plasticYou bet she knows how to please me She don't know She is a Robot I know, I know, you are what you eat. She is not meat, but she is my favourite meal Tastes so sweet EAPs squeeze Feels so real! She don't know She is a Robot Know you're mine It's the only thing you need to know Wait so long for me We're gonna live forever, out in space My masterpiece You're my creation and I'm only flesh and bone And I'll keep you clean When you go dead I'll check the wires in your head She don't know She is a Robot
7.
Smoking Gun 04:09
Aw, Get up! They say that money ain't everything But you ain't got enough. Aw, now you're hooked on the junk Its a smokin gun And you don't want to carry it Its a smoking gun What a kick in the face You're long lost You haven't slept in days You hate this place Its so far away from home Aw, give it up! Forget about everything And get in the truck (fuck!) Oh, my Fiona, you fucked up With a smokin gun Now you don't want to bury him With a smokin gun and a kick in the teeth And on and on and on to me You hate this place Its so far away from home And its a smoking gun
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I break the silence screaming It's twenty-five to fuckin nine We watched the sun come up Now it's burning out my eyes We took the low road We owned the night But now I'm hanging over (sick) And can't avoid the light Pray never again Repent through bloodshot eyes I want to die Pull the covers over my head All my life mislead I want to die Bright eyed commuters walk so fast and seem unreal My head is split like schizophrenic now that I can feel Wouldn't it be nice If tomorrow never arrives? A hair of the dog that bites Forever again and again Through bloodshot eyes I want to die Pull a sheet over my head Tag my toe, I'm dead I want to die No, never again Die Tomorrow Never Arrives
10.
Delusional 07:56
Last night, I dreamt I was a single particle. Every choice made, a new 'me' Sacred and indestructible And I'd pull all the pieces apart And you'd call that reality I only want to escape, the fake, the fictional, Delusional. I've no faith in the historical, 'cause it takes time for the truth to tenderize They do then they don't They will then they won't They would if they could But they wont They don't They could but they don't They should but they won't They should and they could Buy they don't They won't Even when we ignore the staggering unlikelihood, The miracle of the mundane, Our unconscious contributes to the perpetuity of our collective experience, And particles of pure thought create new worlds and split consciousness A trillion times in a heartbeat. And we live in them all At the same time. We could hang out at the park Smoke a joint or burn the tire At night, you can hear 'em We can chase 'em in the dark And you'll say I always smell like the weather And I'll say I love the smell of smoke And you'll say something about getting old And I won't say anything And then we'll fuck
11.
This is not for me I don't belong here any more Winter's bitter freeze Is rising through the floor Now every day is the same And there's no one here like me Now these cities have no names This is not for me There's only one thing left to do for you A song to sing for days There's only one way to fly... Get high Escape to space This is not for me

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released March 1, 2015

All songs writen by Shellfin except
The Earth Is An Egg writen by Shellfin and Dave Mustaine
The Real Thing writen by Johnny Young

Shellfin is
Josh Bliesner - Guitars, Bass, Backing Vox
James Geekie - Drums, Backing Vox
Douglas Bjur - Vocals
Daniel Pye - Live Guitars, Backing Vox
Alex Taubert - Live Bass

Additional Musicians
Ryan Smith - Keys
Josh Bliesner - Keys
Christiana Zimmerman - Backing Vocals
Claudia Lorenz - Backing Vocals

Recorded at Bjur Lodge
Recorded and Engineered by Sam Alcock (Vintage Ethos Studios)
Assistant Engineered by Daniel Pye(AudioSlaveAudio)
Mixed and Mastered by a mysterious Hobbit in a far away land

Artwork by Dase Beard
Photo by David Andreas
Layout by David Norris

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Shellfin Brisbane, Australia

shellfin {noun}
pronounced: heh-vee-as-fv*k
1. A collection of tough as guts riffs and classic pop rock hooks in the form of regressive stoner rock.
e.g. If I have any more Shellfins, I’ll explode.
2. The combination of physical states caused by alcohol, marijuana and tinnitus.
e.g OMG I'M SO SHELLFIN RIGHT NOW!
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