Wizzzzzzzzzzzzzzards

by Weird Mob

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1.
Wizards 06:47
Halfway down an old country road Sit the standing stones that block your way back home One mountain was split into three On the misty ridge where winds still blow so cold They built up the wall just to keep them inside In fear for their lives as the legends foretold the end of it all But they lied Pull tight on the cloak of the night As the lights shine down from planets still unseen The ripples extend on the pond Where the lilies float still soft and so pristine The heavens explode with a horrible sound Forsaking your oath as you push your way forward into the woods They all said that no good can come of this now Give a name to the objects that you find Keep these things in mind When winter winds are blowing Streams that just keep flowing on Through the glade where you made your private home Crowded but alone The years don't seem to pass here Everything becomes so clear Cliffs kneel at the shoreline's door Where the eagles soar and scan the ground below Emerging from moss covered ground Are the secrets not worth keeping anymore The cape as it drags sweeps the dust at your feet Dark clouds in the sky still reflecting the color back to your eyes Someone had to survive All their fears will subside once they know You're in the company of wizards The company of wizards
2.
Devices 03:36
Left to your own devices, would you still drop the bomb Reacting to a crisis with the usual aplomb Left to your own devices, this creepy company Still finding new surprises where the old ones used to be For just one moment let’s put all of this aside And search dark corners where the punters like to hide A homeboy’s lot is to accept the things he’s done Caught in these traps, you’re still a rabbit on the run Left to your own devices, what is there left to do Hold tight the knife that slices as you carve up something new Left to your own devices, you’d probably stay in bed Wondering if the prize is getting stuck inside your head I left my number in the last place that you’d look Between the pages of another self help book For many years it’s been a game we like to play Now your devices just keep getting in the way Made up our minds to just keep on going Lost out in the pines with the sun at our backs like those Days when a mix was all we had to soothe us Try to sing along as devices keep screaming at you
3.
Hang It Up 03:04
Got a lot to say Got a lot to say about Know the time is nigh Know the time is ever creeping For those who come and those who go Just burn the breeze The lines inside the sky will grow until the time They turn so as to show the shape that they have formed Know that all you love in time will go Nothing left to say Nothing left to do about Know the time has gone Know the time has passed beyond you For those who come and those who go Just burn the breeze The lines inside the sky will grow until the time They turn so as to show the shape that they have formed Know that all you love in time will go Give up, look over and you will see Something inside besides that ax your grind Get smart it's time for the 1, 2, 3 Check the last time you left your mind Notice how you're left behind Hang it up Hang it up Gotta hang it up Hang it up
4.
A home near the red hued wood Where the great oak stood You picked up all the missing pieces Before when life was such a bore Carved it on the door Gone to earth with the silver foxes And I would come to see you Oh, but your sorcerer’s ways Keep the miles between you And those who remember the days Keep all your cauldrons warm Function follows form This alone is enough to save you From harm, sketched upon your arm Maps have lost their charm Out of reach on the black horizon But I’ve been sent to free you Oh, from your sorcerer’s ways All those miles between you And those who remember the days When the light it still remained on the land that you once claimed
5.
Hoping 04:07
I called you up last night You know you didn’t let it ring very long Cause I was hoping that you wouldn’t answer Hoping that you wouldn’t answer the phone Assuming that you’re right You went and made an ass out of you and me It will take me a while just to master But you were hoping that I wouldn’t answer the phone I see you where you are Where you’ve always been A million miles away I see you where you are Where you’ve always been How many stories to tell To the shadows we know so well I’ll just defer back to you Fumbling through everything we do You took the left turn right Now you’re hung up on the radio dial Stopping now means we’ll lose that much faster And there’s no reason left now to answer the phone I see you where you are Where you’ve always been A million miles away I see you where you are Where you’ve always been How many stories to tell To the shadows we know so well I’ll just defer back to you Fumbling through everything we do Squinting to bring it into view In the corner of your eye Is a broken wing It’s everything We’ve known now I called you up last night You know you didn’t let it ring very long Cause I was hoping that you wouldn’t answer Hoping that you wouldn’t answer How many stories to tell To the shadows we know so well Fiction defines who we are When we’re taking it all too far I’ll just defer back to you Fumbling through everything we do Squinting to bring it into view Fumbling through everything we do
6.
Lost a tooth on a snowcone March 1985 Taped together the headphones Settled in for the ride All those kids with their broken records Paint their nails instead New American haircuts Sitting on top of their heads Stonehenge puts up a fight, no bother Keep in mind what we said A new American haircut Sitting on top of your head Silver Rainbow was our secret jam Thought we saw one stretch across the land Another continental divide Taken care of Time keeps slipping away now Thirty years pass us by Push through beats on the way home Wipe a tear from your eye Cause all those kids with their broken records Sing along with the Dead New American haircuts Sitting on top of their heads
7.
Let form follow function again And everybody knows how the story will end Set up for a fall at the start of it all The street wisdom we call on When it’s time to pretend Now form follows function again Stories told that now we can only amend And pleasant as you are, maybe pushed it too far Preaching gospel to stars With words they can’t comprehend Say what you are to me, say what you are to me Lost in a memory, so say what you are to me Keep looking for another connection Forced out into another connection again Let form follow function again Split another seam but we’re back on the mend Covered up in dreams, it was something we lost Face down with the cost of holding on to a friend As form follows function again Acting like we know how this story will end Stripped of all we own, would you toss me a bone Just leave me alone with nothing left to defend Say what you are to me, say what you are to me Lost in a memory, so say what you are to me Keep looking for another connection Forced out into another connection again Form follows function, form follows function Form follows function, form follows function again Say what you are to me, say what you are to me Keep looking for another connection Forced out into another connection again
8.
The Iron Age 04:40
Look smart and suffer for your art The critics were wrong like everyone We stood beneath the golden arch And climbed to the greenest mountaintop Alone, but for a mobile phone We were warding off the rain Stuck with the sheep again A sight unseen, take out on Halloween Crossed the bridge a dozen times The wrong way down the line Lay low and carry what you own Weighed down by the habits that we drag With us through field and through wood But making mistakes has never felt so good So, lie down where Romans stood On the greenest patch of ground We’ll hover over town Oh my soul, fervent, invisible Took a tumble overseas We’re older than the trees Oh my soul, fervent, invisible Took a tumble overseas We’re older than the trees A sight unseen, take out on Halloween Crossed the bridge a dozen times The wrong way down the line
9.
Popular Dogs 02:34
She wrote a book about the popular dogs On the backs of the napkins she used before they were thrown away Another book about some popular dogs And all the stances they took when their minds were drifting so far away She wrote a book for all the hounds that she called back home A tome composed of every part of the great unknown So alone She wrote a book for all the canines that she had known On every page she scribbled nothing but skin and bone So alone, drifting out of the zone Oh, the publishers how they refused to see what should be plain as day Oh, barking up trees with her collar jangling, such a price to pay Oh, but maybe she’s got nothing to say She wrote a book about the popular dogs Dedicated to those that she knew were lost to her memory It’s just some book about the popular dogs Who sniffed the air with their cool disregard and sense of expectancy She wrote a book for all the hounds that she called back home A tome composed of every part of the great unknown Another book for all the canines that she had known So alone, drifting out of the zone
10.
All the former champions Been settling scores all week And calling all of their brothers home To an evil they can’t see or hear or speak Queue it up methodically Rewind it and play it back Then shake your booty robotically Blowing kisses to the leader of the pack But please understand this song And please understand that everyone is wrong so Turn up the tape, turn up the tape Dudes defend their highest score Initial with bits and bytes Then seal it up with a victory And wave a flag for their lonely nights But please understand this song And please understand that everyone is wrong so Turn up the tape, turn up the tape You gotta turn it up, turn it up, turn it up You gotta turn it up, turn it up When everything gets blurred Lost in the fog of your words From now on Is it live or what the shit What difference does it make Collecting all of the future hits And settling for another new mistake But please understand this song And please understand that everyone is wrong so Turn up the tape, turn up the tape
11.
And I can't escape the waiting Hold your breath and watch it rise There's no choice except to keep moving on Find the way and skip the prize Look down, peering inside the lost foundry What's left, keep to your need to fall apart Drift, sinking is how you can beat through To them, listing inside the last grand fifth cart An appeal to your last lot Drawn from land and to the cloud Patient where we are slow to let things keep rolling along Now we say what we have vowed At birth, origins that can't be looked to We're here, question that and you'll erase all Change, accepting the day is just too long Make use, some things can't be left to last place
12.
It's over, wizard One more time around the bend and back again You keep losing friends And going out of your mind But I would never leave you far behind It's over, wizard Cast out of the circle that you made from stone Now you're all alone And going out of your mind But I would never leave you far behind And nights when we would count the stars And looking up there we knew That you would only go so far And now you're up there, it's true And you know so it's It's over, wizard One more time around the bend and back again You're still losing friends And going out of your mind But I would never leave you far behind Oh no No, I would never leave you far behind

about

In April 2015, the Charlottesville, Virginia synth pop powerhouse Weird Mob are set to unleash their debut full length, a magnum opus known as Wizards. For this release, the members of Weird Mob dove headfirst into their record collections and emerged with a sound that’s one part new wave, one part prog, one part synth pop, and 100% catchy. Featuring musical contributions from all five members of the band, Wizards represents the ultimate Weird Mob mission statement and shows a natural progression from the band’s 2013 debut EP, They’re A Weird Mob.

Following the release of the EP, the band played a number of shows in the Charlottesville, Virginia area and shared the stage with such acts as The So So Glos, Andrew Cedermark, Your Friend and The Extraordinaires. During this time, material for the full length was written and rehearsed; many of the songs inspired by the day job of Weird Mob’s primary songwriter, guitarist and vocalist, Dave Gibson, who works as a video game archivist for the Library of Congress. Says Gibson, “I’ve been intrigued by the use of technology to create fantasy worlds, and the fact that these worlds only become more immersive as technology advances. We use computers to create simulations that are populated with legendary mythical creatures, wizards and monsters and I think it says something about technology’s function as an escape from the modern world and real life.”

In keeping with the theme of the intersection of the modern and the fantastical, Gibson, along with his wife and musical conspirator, Renee Reighart, worked to create a musical landscape that was as much influenced by the fantasy worlds of prog rock as it is by the synth driven pop of new wave. Says Gibson, “Both genres feature prominent use of synthesizers, each to achieve their own ends. For the prog guys it was all about creating an otherworldly atmosphere and for the new wave it was about creating modern sounds that were in step with the emerging technological culture of the late 70s and early 80s.” In the end, the band produced a catchy, synth-driven power pop record full of lyrical references that sound as though they were pulled from a D&D strategy guide.

Assisted once again by drummer Adam Brock (Y’ALL, Borrowed Beams of Light), Wizards also sees musical contributions from guitarist Bryan Hoffa (Broken Hips) and keyboard player Kris Hough (The Hilarious Posters). The record is a fuller representation of the band as a unit and shows the group’s skill in traversing a wide variety of musical avenues. From the driving Devo-esque “Hang It Up” to the epic prog experiment “Wizards,” the power pop jangle of “Hoping” and “Turn Up The Tape” to the Beatles-esque closer “It’s Over, Wizard” there is truly something for every melodic pop loving music fan to be found on this new record.

credits

released April 21, 2015

Weird Mob is:
Dave Gibson - guitar, keys, vocals
Renee Reighart - bass, vocals
Adam Brock - drums, percussion, vocals
Bryan Hoffa - guitar, vocals
Kris Hough - keys

Recorded at home between May - December 2014
Drums recorded by Adam Smith at Bottleworks

Produced by Weird Mob
Mixed by Dave Gibson, Bryan Hoffa & Brian Knox

Cover art by Tim Gibson
Design & layout by Renee Reighart & Dave Gibson

Thanks to all of our friends & families, all the
bands we have played with, Adam Smith, Brian
Knox, Tim Gibson, Josh Krahn, WTJU, Bekah Manning,
& you

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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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