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Cellar Door
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Alienate wandering in a wierd world where everyone psychoanylizes you and time stands still.
emo ny noise rock experimental punk cortland clutter wvbr
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Noise rock,experimental,punk,hardcore,Cortland,NY, college radio
"Graphs and tables can hardly relate the acutely personal story of a child in a remote valley,his horizon of opportunity limited to the enclosing hills..."FDR Jr. on his 1964 study of Appalachia Growing up we were unable to identify with the canned commercial music being force fed to us through cable/sattelite tv and high powered urban Fm stations pumped out from cities many miles away.Faced with the prospect of growing up to be line dancing rednecks or wannabe peckerwood gangstas,our only relief was to hook up a long piece of wire to our boom box anttenaes and stay up late nights so we could discover strange new music on a distant college stations(wicb91.7fm,wvbr 93.5Fm),something we could call our own,there was punk rock,ska,and all different kinds of metal(not the stuff your T'bird driving, mullet sporting, uncle listened to)and other strange music words cannot explain.We'd record the entire show on cassette tapes to play in our walkmans on the hour long bus ride to school.From these staticky bits we found our identity and inspiration,the sound that would become Clutter.-UPDATE!DUE TO A CANADIAN BAND HAVING THE SAME NAME WE MUST RENAME.WE ARE NOW RANZATSU,or CLUTTER IN JAPANESE.
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#1,034 in subgenre Peak #70
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Peak #1,032
Author
Keith Lame/Clutter
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Clutter
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March 21, 2005
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MP3 1.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Watching the movie Donny Darko,I (Keith Lame) realised that I often felt like that...Everyone analyzing me,angry at a world full of wierdos ready to criticise anyone different than themselves,floating through time and space at really strange rates of fluctating speeds...
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Open me up,peak round inside. Insure that I'm working,make sure I'm alive Sew me shut,then let me go, out to the real world where wierd people roam Holding out is holding on, grab onto something,I got to be strong... I do things the hard way,Like I'm driving blind I'm spinning in nuetral,suspended in time All through with begginings,Press stop then rewind.
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