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Lavender Vagabond
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Team is an alternative/independent music band with ties to the jamband movement, without any of the hippy crap getting in the way. For straight-up shredding ja
Clad in their matching uniforms, Team is a band without equal. Team's studio efforts and concerts ("games", as referred to by fans) are comprised around the principle of performing to the best of their cumulative abilities, which are quite substantial. Drummer Nick Lombardi, Number 1 on the Team, is a tastefully refined jazz/funk connoisseur with the ability to channel John Bonham-style pounding at the drop of a hat. Number 2, Andrew Beaton (bass), is an accomplished a cappella bass-singer with a background in power-pop and independent music, filling Team's low-end with a minimal driving thudding to move the crowd. C. Dave Sahl is Number 3 on the Team and the guitar player. The most consistent play-drafter, Sahl takes his influences from acts such as Nine Inch Nails, Nirvana, Phish, Faith No More, Dream Theater, Yes, Rush, the Disco Biscuits and Frank Zappa to infuse Team's play with an angsty-aggression edge to his thoughtful and virtusosic metal-shredding. Sahl uses loops and effects to round out the dynamic possibilities of his Team. Combining the power of the Pittsburg Steelers Steel Curtain defense, the grace of the European NHL All-Stars, and the dedication to perfection of the New York Yankees, Team's music is exhilarating and rarely predictable.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
#34,921 today Peak #371
#13,739 in subgenre Peak #51
Author
Words: Shaina Bronstein/ Sahl; Music: Sahl
Rights
2002, Smelly Thought music
Uploaded
September 04, 2002
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MP3 5.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Lyrics Lavender vagabond, a pleasurable torment Multiple lottery winner, curse the luck you get Pet radical wavers corrupted with flattery A graceful entrance wasted, what you get is what you see CHORUS: Long ago through mind of man a spark of recognition ran Igniting in a naked tree, setting fire and senses free Now the tree is brittle and brown, its leaves lay ashen on the ground In one moment it just turned, leaving whispered truths unlearned Plagiarist extraordinaire, grasp a similar ladder Son of a cash cow, apathy didn't matter Sensitive dolls need affection when they're not factory fresh Dancing with a statue, not fitting for a guest CHORUS Me, I couldn't help but look between the lines of every book For an old friend I had misplaced, my smile reflected in her face CHORUS Can't trust the princes in a deck without the queens Thoughts defy reason to say what they mean Solitary notions when darker grows the light of day Sharing breath and body illumination guides the way
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