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mini​-​mall

by MegaMaul

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Christopher
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Christopher Noisy, riffy rock music doesn't often sound serene and majestic, but MegaMaul found a way to do it. Pounding, dynamic drums, huuuge-sounding chords, and nimble and thunderous bass runs. Oh, and man, does that Scott Picco have a voice. Favorite track: Textile Hero.
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Conan Neutron Crushingly awesome Chavez/Torche goodness. Massive hooks and power for days. Also: winner of best band name for 2015. Favorite track: Textile Hero.
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1.
This Rapport 03:36
You fracture my house Part as the hostage Unrelenting specter I ask, all the time What should I've done now Stench of repetition The blame, it holds me up Confines me nicely Ego in its hay day You know, my only number, given when we formed Stare at, the random bleeding, the valves are tagged out Smash down, my insurrection, It's almost bled out This rapport is such that, you control, everything escaping In the stockade that we, assembled, ex-tractable brain-teaser Slash you off my spine with, bravado, on my chest, instantly This rapport is such that, we destroy, the sum of, impending This rapport, is everything, it's everything, our everything. This rapport, is collapsing, it's collapsing, our collapsing, I'm collapsing, We burst… Burst! Can't you understand that you're me as well as that I am always you, we are one Push and pull and tear and bite and, claw and punch and scream and run, you'll get nowhere Stare at, the random bleeding, the valves are tagged out Smash down, my insurrection, We’ve almost bled it out!
2.
Textile Hero 04:05
He’s forming a place in line like concrete Arrived from a port of anyone’s guess An impromptu escape was almost found here His problems are so much larger than yours The sweat on his brow has a cheap vodka nose His error of entitlement finding a fight… with us all! He’s selfish in every single aspect His time has the weight of solid gold bricks He relishes the chance to be a fat prick… to us all! So here comes the movement to split from us all Ten feet of ignorance and he’ll be right through Huffing and puffing he lumbers his move Be he didn’t count on… A textile hero Hiding in plain sight to take him right on So he never observed…. That textile hero, planning to stay And tear down his limbo with a violent strength… Sprawled out across the hall he was His ego and passport on the ground 500 pairs of eyes fixed on The guards start their inquisition hard Flapping lips with meaningless sound He won’t talk his way out of it A textile hero holding his court The border extended far from his sight Applause serve to guide him out of the room
3.
Swan Songs 04:00
We all fall for it A snake, oil ancient pitch, cause we love To romance ourselves A strong, lie circumvents, what we can’t Allow our mind to grip A flaw, fatal to our ship, so we fly Without parachutes Head first, into nothingness And so we fly, too fast, too close, around the sun, we burn. We pass it off, we've got, the time, to wait for swan songs So fixed, on present tense, cause we love Courting our legacy Disguised, anxiety, that we won’t Confess, our souls to bear A weight, insupportable, by mere man Who vilifies the facts Heads so far up our ass And so we fly, too fast, too close, around the sun, we burn. We pass it off, we've got, the time, to wait for swan songs We will forever fly, too fast, too close, around the sun, we burn. We’ll always put it off, we've got, the time, to wait for swan songs Farewell all joys man Death comes close mine eyes More geese than swans live More fools that us wise
4.
Tunnel Rat 03:30
He charges into battle, mercilessly, fearlessly On top his biologic, transportation machine Approaching them as cattle, slaughtering, harvesting Defending all he holds so, close to him, dear to all Without any regard to, odds or chance He grasps his sword with strength like, their machines Thousands of fellow comrades, cut to bits, by one machine He looks to redefine the, concept of, insanity Layers of fire surrounding his steed For the first time he feels a, slice of doubt Here it comes! The barrage! Burned and bloodied! Into the hole! Even with modern power here You’re still faced with a simple hole Why, don’t you come on in. Where, walls are living knives They burn it all, we’ll tunnel down Try, to see your way round here. With, no light to feed your eyes We need to feed Your flesh fills needs He charges into battle, with machines Don’t you know, that you’re just, a tunnel rat Don’t you know, that we’re both, tunnel rats, tunnel rats
5.
Scales are quite small here You might think it wouldn't count Fixed position here At the same time over there If you look closely You will find us at the Planck Probability God’s a fan of rolling dice Space fills the everything, We’ll bend most anything Force of the relative, Time cures like gelatin Hiding in the curls Of impossible 3-D Random bounce occurs You “decide” to change your life Forces around here Born from sins of density Snake eyes coming up Space keeps running from itself Mass enslaved gravity, Time is a speed junkie Named as Cosmology, It’s simply reality Robust theology, gives way to prodigy Orbit of mercury, Rewrites our history Nothing moves faster Noting moves faster
6.
Rivers of fuel flow to their arms Slicing the air lifts men up high Speeding to a place never seen Raining murder from an airplane Walking through the sky, guns pointed from all our sides One man gazes down, ants scatter about the ground One touch will end lives, their bombs exploding outside Few precious seconds, payloads will be delivered A flying fortress, ant cannons point towards the sky Our air swords falter, supporting the horizon We avenge revenge, everyone is justified No one ever sees, the lives they tear to pieces Bombs always find friends No one, can do, Nothing, Bombs always find friends No one, can do but they simply will not, bombs always find friends No one allows themselves to think, can do but they simply will not, nothing! Bombs always find friends, war always finds a way

about

MegaMaul's first EP. 6 songs, 24 minutes of introductory rocking.

credits

released March 6, 2015

Brian Pennington: Guitars
Scott Picco: Drums & Vocals
Jeff Fox: Bass

All songs written and arranged by MegaMaul.

Lyrics by Scott Picco. Last four lines of "Swan Songs" inspired by "The Silver Swan by Orlando Gibbons (1583-1625).

Instruments tracked @ MegaMaul HQ in Chicago, IL. Vocals recorded at Casa de Picco.

Mixed by Jon San Paolo & MegaMaul
@ Burn The Furniture in Chicago, IL

Mastered by Bob Weston
@ Chicago Mastering Service in Chicago, IL

Extra special thanks to Gregoire Yeche for equipment loaning and general advice and being awesome.

All Art by Nicholas Pyle, 2015.

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MegaMaul Chicago, Illinois

MegaMaul is a new rock band has been born in the great city of Chicago. Rock faithfuls Scott Picco (Bear Claw), Brian Pennington (Lardo, Radiant Republic) and Jeff Fox (Hungry Man, Gay Name) have come together to spawn "MegaMaul" as follows:

Brian Pennington: Guitar

Scott Picco: Drums & Vocals

Jeff Fox: Bass
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