They're A Weird Mob

by Weird Mob

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The debut EP from Charlottesville, VA indie pop band, Weird Mob, recorded between May and November 2012 in a variety of warehouses and basements.

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released 26 February 2013

Dave Gibson - guitar, keyboards, bass, vocals, drums on 1
Renee Reighart - vocals
Adam Brock - drums, percussion, vocals

Produced by Weird Mob
Mixed and engineered by Weird Mob and Bryan Hoffa
Mastered by Greg Elkins

Thanks: Borrowed Beams of Light, Invisible Hand, Naked Gods, SQUEEZEus, friends, family, Lily.

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Weird Mob Charlottesville, Virginia

Weird Mob are an indie pop band from Charlottesville, VA. They like synthesizers, loud guitars, and catchy melodies. They are: Dave Gibson (guitar, keyboards, vocals), Renee Reighart (bass, vocals), Adam Brock (drums, vocals), Bryan Hoffa (guitar, vocals) and Kris Hough (keyboards, vocals). ... more

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Track Name: Rarebit Fiends
You got a real funny walk
Another side effect of your condition
And all the “feel for me” talk
It’s a rejection of the old tradition

Call the rarebit fiend, he’ll show you what I mean
All the rarebit fiends are lost inside a dream

Just settle down for a while
Amidst the mattresses and golden spires
We’ll chalk it up to denial
Until the pillowcase erupts with fire

All the rarebit fiends are lost inside a dream
Call the rarebit fiend, he’ll tell you what I mean

But some folks build it like a machine
How many more nights left to dream?

We’d raise a toast to the past
And grace the pages with another panel
But now we’re tied to the mast
With nothing left to do but change the channel

All the rarebit fiends are lost inside a dream
Call the rarebit fiend, he’ll tell you what I mean
Call the rarebit fiends they’ll show you how to dream
Track Name: School For Akters
There’s a message up on the marquee
It’s there for anyone to see
Practice monologues clandestinely
The finders keep the parts they need

School for akters all along
Nothing right could be so wrong
School for akters everyone
But I could never say how I feel

School for akters all along
Taking notes on everyone
School for akters on and on
And I could never say how I feel
No, I could never say how I feel

But something’s always wrong
Something’s always wrong
Something’s always going wrong with me

There’s a man who’s been following me
He writes down everything he sees
And that message up on the marquee
Somebody put it there, somebody put it there

School for akters, all along
I found a place where I belong
School for akters, everyone
The finders keeping up their part of the deal
But I could never say how I feel
Oh, oh, oh
Track Name: Week Of Wednesdays
It’s a week of Wednesdays for you, anyway
Carving out some space to fit another day

Sliding down the bar
It’s who you are
Mixed with who you thought you would be
A portrait hung where eyes cannot fail to see

One more week of Wednesdays for you, after all
A whirl and a twirl that melts into a fall

Spinning on your heels
That’s how it feels
When you’re left with nothing to do
But count the seconds of a life painted blue

All those times you had to crucify yourself
Looking out for your old love again
And all the reasons you were left upon the shelf
I don’t know, I just don’t know

It’s a week of Wednesdays for you, anyway
Off to nap with anger for another day

Lousy with regret
You’ve placed your bet
And here is where you’re going to stay
But something tells me that you’re well on your way
Another day, hey hey
Track Name: Street Brawl
Come down to the village hall, come down for the street brawl
Line up at the village hall, sign up for the street brawl

Another stab at a legacy
As the battle wages well into the night
And we’re tied up with complacency
When there’s really nothing left to do but fight
And it’s the only thing that makes us feel alright, oh oh oh

Come down to the village hall, throw down at the street brawl
I’ll meet you at the village hall, and beat you at the street brawl

But if you’re willing to find yourself
There’s no better place to look than where you stand
For the sake of your mental health
Try to make it up as if you had a plan
Nothing left to give away besides your hand, oh oh oh

That’s the rub, these bats and clubs
We’ll take them down
It’s all set up for you

So come down to the village hall

Another stab at a legacy
Still the battle wages well into the night
And we’re tied up with complacency
When there’s really nothing left to do but fight
And it’s the only thing that makes us feel alright
So let the battle cry ring long into the night, oh oh oh
Track Name: Wired In Parallel
You’ve got to choose your own adventure
Part of me died and I don’t know why
You’ve got to make your own design
I’ll never know what you’re going to find anyway

Could it be that we're here all alone
Left with something resembling home
Circling back to the places we've known
Like a palindrome

Time to toss them back into the void
All the creatures that we destroyed
As the sun sheds some light on the truth
That we can’t avoid

All those things you seek
Can be found inside the scared and weak
Keep to your own mind
Don’t let the wickedness sink behind
All of us wired in parallel
Stuck on the other side of the road

Keep pursuing this adventure
Something denied and I don’t why
What to choose for this design
Stretched to the max but falling behind anyway

Strangeness inks the land
Black as volcano sand
Slipping right through our hands again

All those things you seek
Can be found inside the scared and weak
So keep to your own mind
Don’t let the wickedness sink behind
All of us wired in parallel
Stuck on the other side of the road
Track Name: Choose Any Mystery
It’s in my blood to let the milk go bad
It’s all I ever had
I’ll try to lean the way that hurts the least
Now that I’ve said my piece

When the tide recedes, they take their leave
Abandoning the chosen few
They stack them up like so much noise

You can reconvene with the things you’ve seen
But stories seldom tell themselves
As if they ever had a choice

Train the eye to watch for signs of light
It’s never been so bright
Still sitting here where seconds drag on by
Don’t even ask me why

But when the tide recedes we’ll take our leave
It’s all that we’ve been taught to do
There’s nothing left for us to conceive

Well, it’s us against the world again
So tell it to me like a friend
Let’s choose which mystery to believe