Not that we ever listened to it all the way through, but we're a label that TRUSTS THE ARTIST. Meaning, we are truly obsessed with this album. other terms are Mercenary, Dog of War and Pawn. The result is the sound of utter confusion and unfocused tender hatred in song form. Answer (1 of 5): A soldier or actual civilian that is hired by private sources to do the 'dirty work' for others who are too scared or skillfully lacking to do it themselves. On this album the superior vocal stylings of the band's Healer, Shaman and Answer CLARK "YEREMIAS" BRONSON, STEPHEN MALKMUS, CASS MCCOMBS, DAN MELCHIOR, ETHAN MILLER and MATT MCAULEY were also enlisted. The band consists of Brad Truax (so many bands, but dude, Interpol?), Kid Millions (Man Forever, Oneida), Barry London (fuck yeah Oneida), Matt Sweeney (Chavez being his LEAST well-known operation should tell you something), Jesper Eklow (Meandering Tedium, sorry, Endless Boogie), Mike Bones already, and the elusive Papa Crazee (heavy early riser in team Oneida). They have been called a NYC hard rock improv collective, and we really really hate that description. I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand and sing you songs Then maybe you would say 'Come lay with me and love me' And I would surely stay But I feel I'm growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill going round Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune Many times I've. I swipe my ID through the fucking groove in my coffee-ridden soulĮARLY RISERS is Soldiers of Fortune's second album, and both are on Mexican Summer. Wandering from hallucination to hallucination Total control sun levitate the brain bye byeĮverything in this dream is exactly as it seems
Lactose and primitivism neurotic thrust ah yeahĭaisy daisy daisy squelch in her big brass six What you doing with the rest of them I show In my job I put my head down and not much else Now I'm sitting all alone, got a couple kids in tow and a habit that won't leave me beĪnd all that I remember is that evening in December when old Cinnamon walked out on me So we had a couple kids, made some money, hit the skids - but all I kept thinkin' bout I met a little woman in the Swedish hills and she showed me 'bout settlin' down. Well I got a little older, learned to play guitar and I wrote a couple simple songs So I walked into his arms, left the mountains and the farms, and I opened my mind.yeah I opened up my mind "Let me take you for a ride be your shaman and your guide, show you some city shit today."
Just then a man walks in with an ugly ass grin and he opens up his mouth to say: The joint was barely keeping pace, boss about to lose the place, I just wanna have some fun! I was silly ass bus boy, barely out of school, lonely as the setting sun