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.​.​.​and the crowd goes mild

by S.L.A.M.

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Recorded over a period of three months in a small apartment now referred to as Bangford, "...and the crowd goes mild" is the love-child of four of the manliest men known to manly men. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we did creating it.

We'd also like to take this time to thank all of our friends, family, and fans who showed us the support that made completing this EP a reality. You guys are fucking awesome.

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released October 18, 2013

Josh Aptner - Drums
Dean Custer - Bass
Jeff Lucci - Rhodes/Guitar
Jamie Shemanski - Vocals/Guitar

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S.L.A.M. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

S.L.A.M. is a four-piece band from Philadelphia formed in 2012. For fans of artists ranging from Queens of the Stone Age and The Mars Volta to the likes of Sam Cooke and Bill Withers, S.L.A.M. is known for dynamic song writing and pushing the relationship between rhythm and melody. ... more

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Track Name: Soft Spots
We spoke of distrust
On the shoulders of our mistakes
We’ve asked for too much
Ever vigilant with no restraint

They don’t have a lot
It’s all that they’ve got
Patting each other on the backs
And you know they’re just checking for soft spots

Blankets of bruises
Soft sheets of grey
At a moment's notice we’re onto them
But we’ve still shown up late
Ever vigilant with no first names

They don’t have a lot
It’s all that they’ve got
Patting each other on the backs
And you know they’re just checking for soft spots

I never realized what it takes
I never realized what I’m made of
In the depths of despair
You can find me there
And I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m gone
Track Name: Auditory Seizure
It’s time to spell it out
Turn up the volume
I want to make it loud
Give it a direction
I want to make it count

Guilt may be my weapon
While revenge becomes my prize
Clutching pieces of persona
And sifting through the lies

It’s time

Give it up
I’m trying to stay calm
I need to know baby
What’s been going on

It’s time to spell it out
Turn up the volume
I want to make it loud
Give it a direction
I want to make you proud

Guilt may be my weapon
While revenge becomes my prize
Clutching pieces of persona
And sifting through the lies

Give it up
I’m trying to stay calm
I need to know baby
What’s been going on
Track Name: Birds of Prey
Amongst the hoards of people
There lay a simple thread
Clinging to all that’s real
Convincing the opposite.

It takes a passing move
It takes the punishment
Give me the running room
Give me a chariot

Above the hopes of retrieval
There lay a simple thread
Having to beg, borrow, and steal
Share a bed with the desperate

It takes a passing move
It takes the punishment
Give me the running room
Give me a chariot
Track Name: 1825
Been stepping on nails
For too long
And I can’t stand up straight
You can see what we’re after
And it poses no threat
It just laughs like a child
When it tickles the back of your neck

The ulcers get worse
With every breath
And the panic sets in
With every step
Years ago the feeling was much more stable
Now the shadow is…

So uncomfortable
From something cyclical
I’ve been tripped before
So uncomfortable

Been moving like snails
For too long
And my shell is starting to ache
You can scream from the rafters
It makes no difference here
Just admit we’re all bastards
Do me a favor
Lend me your ears

So uncomfortable
From something cyclical
I’ve been tripped before
So uncomfortable

Purchase the worthless
At a cost that’s unheard of
And plead with the swords of
A thousand young warriors
It’s not just a walk in
A gorgeous garden
With foot steps that lead to
The door of your apartment

So uncomfortable
From something cyclical
I’ve been tripped before
So uncomfortable