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Hurricane Gospel

by The Leptons

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Dag Blahlia "El Camino" is pure indie-rock brilliance- moody, atmospheric, and drenched in suburban malaise, it's easily on par with the genre's best. The other tracks are damned good too, especially "Mighty Youth Society" and "Zombie Love". Favorite track: El Camino.
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1.
I was a teenage werewolf I was a teenage queen I took my summer vacations On the edge of society I never asked for nothing I couldn't get myself I never ask for nothing Don't want nobody's help We got the soul power They give us misery And we will go shout it Over and over and over and over We are we are mighty youth society I woke up in the Garden of Eden I felt so out of place A man and a woman were fucking and laughing and stupid and I was a snake And you know you want it You want to take a bite Yeah you know you want it And you can go all night We got the soul power They give us misery And we will go shout it Over and over and over and over We are we are mighty youth society You will remember this day As the day we took over It starts with whisper And slowly the time inches closer As the sun is setting There is a rallying cry We are the youth everlasting And we will never die We got the soul power They give us misery And we will go shout it Over and over and over and over We are we are mighty youth society
2.
You ever hear the story of the boy didn't get his way? Walked right home and packed himself a bag. Said, "I'm heading out on the highway." That's the story of a true American runaway. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Got himself a seat on the back of a greyhound bus. The side said night and the front was all covered in rust. It smelled like shit but he didn't give a fuck. It smelled like shit but he didn't give a fuck. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Sat down between an old man and a window. Old man said, "this is my last trip kid how about you?" "Well I've been wanting this thing ever since I was old enough to know. So I'm going to the crossroads gonna sell my soul." Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Hasn't been seen anywhere to this day. Some say that he lost his mind on that highway. Some say that he finally got his way. But if you listen closely you can hear him say. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it. Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme This. Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that. I want it. I want it.
3.
El Camino 04:51
The teenagers always want more The boys all wanna sleep with whores The girls want boys who drive new cars And their parents take pills out of medicine jars In the dark everyone sings sad songs And the kids find it hard to get along With the monsters that sleep in the bottom of their bongs El Camino stereo No de nero radio zero Don’t ever look in the rear view You don't want to know what's behind you Don’t listen to the kids who tell you what to do The animals are bigger than the zoo In the dark everyone sings sad songs And the kids find it hard to get along With the monsters that sleep in the bottom of their bongs El Camino stereo No de nero radio zero Engine exhaust like rocket fuel to the stratosphere Blast off to space without fear And I will take you there In the midnight air In the dark we'll all sing along to sad songs And we'll forget the words as we go along But in the dark summer night nothing can go wrong El camino stereo No de nero radio zero
4.
Santa Fe 04:57
I was under the impression you died There was something I heard about suicide Whatever I can't say I was surprised You wandered around with death in your eyes Santa Fe Do you remember ever who I am? I thought I'd never see you again We used to walk around together with dreams in our hands Now I walk alone feeling like an old man Santa Fe Whenever there's something I want to say There's always something that gets in the way How did you forget my name? Whatever we'll always have Santa Fe
5.
I am an embryo, don’t you know? Don’t you know? I am afraid, don’t you know? Don’t you know? It’s dark. A spark is all it takes to shine On me, on mine I am an idiot, don’t you see? Don’t you see? I ride the train, don’t you see? Can’t you see? It’s sad. I had a million dollars to buy your love Oh hell, oh well I am your soul, don’t you know? Don’t you know? I see your brain, don’t you know? Don’t you know? It says hello and a cello plays soft the chords of yesterday All my troubles seem so far away I’m just a soul, an idiot, an embryo. Hello.
6.
You grab the pizza, I’ll pull the car around I’ve got the candy now pour another round And let’s go to the drive in. As summer ends, a new song begins Start taking pictures through a different lens And let’s go to the drive in. Those words that Bruce said now I can feel We’ve got one last chance to make it real So jump in, I’ll hit the gas This night could be our last Let’s go to the drive in. I can’t stay young for all of time We’ve only got one more night And let’s go to the drive in. And if on that highway we meet our end Please tell me we'll still be friends So come on Henry make up your mind The sun is setting and the car is in drive And I can’t stay young any longer Still I’ve got this hunger Feeling’s getting stronger I can’t stay young any longer.
7.
Oil Crisis is causing me pain in my wallet Sexual crisis is causing me pain in my closet Climate crisis is causing me pain who caused it Democracy crisis causing me pain god damn it Who is the king of the world? This Conversation is causing me pain to be honest The situation is quite clear, I’m Adonis Which one of you will come home with me? Who’s the blondest? Don’t wanna piss off a tree in a forest Who is the king of the world? There’s a man on stage drinking blood from a goblet There is a cradle inside of a grave so I jump it Lucifer left us a message that says go ahead and bomb it Jesus Christ looks at the scene dear god and he vomits Who is the king of the world? I am the king of the world, I will destroy the world
8.
The things you say should remain unsaid Zombie children should remain undead What is it that they put in your head? It's a power drill to mine out your brains You stare through your eyes like muddy window pains Your poured all your pills down porcelain drains Your fingers are broken from picking your brains And you've lost your grasp on reality Everything you say seems so out of place Talking robots get lost in space What is that shit all over your face It's makeup and your painted like a clown You constantly trying to put us down You talk like you know everything around But your brain is slowly becoming unwound While you're soul is buried six feet underground And you've lost your grasp on reality You say, "What?" I say, "You're joking." The clock on the wall says it's broken What made you believe that the gun wasn't loaded? It was dancing girls and Russian roulette And you laid it all down a foolish bet You thought they couldn't see you sweat As you hid your eyes behind your cigarette You went it all six but you seem to forget That the house always wins when you own a debt And you've lost your grasp on reality Sometimes I think you just shouldn't speak The earth someday will inherit the meek What was that click from under your feet It's a landmine and you're walking on broken toes You think they don't but everyone knows Behind your teeth your lies all show We all know where liars go A hurricane wind this way blows It carries with it the ghost of your soul And you're cracking up just like Logan Jones And you've lost your grasp on reality
9.
I wanna eat your brains I wanna kiss your face Open up your veins there's no time to waste I wanna live inside your carcass I wanna feast on your soul I wanna break your bones I wanna sing you songs I wanna hear you scream and moan Baby it's not wrong I wanna live inside your carcass I wanna feast on your soul Our graveyard romance can't be beat Without you I'm incomplete I wanna live inside your carcass I wanna feast on your soul
10.
I’m nobody’s child; I’m no one by birth Stay for a while and we’ll watch the world turn On and on and on, we go and do not stop There’s a hole in the sky; that’s burning up earth Stay for a while and we’ll watch the world burn On and on and on, we go and do not stop Don’t close the door if you don’t want to be an astronaut We’re going orbital yeah we are spacemen we don’t stop On and on and on, we go and do not stop
11.
Trouble 03:05
I bury my money underground To keep it away from the eyes of the lord If he knew what I been sneaking around He'd send me down down down down Down down down a c'mon I keep my whiskey in a medicine jar To keep it away from the eyes of the wife If she knew what was in that jar She's send me far far far far Far far far a c'mon I been in trouble all my life I been in trouble all my life I'll be in trouble ‘til the day I die ‘til the day I die I hide my secrets in my glass eye To keep me away from learning the truth If I could look into my own eyes Then I would die die die die Die die die a c'mon I been in trouble all my life I been in trouble all my life I'll be in trouble ‘til the day I die ‘til the day I die I got no reason to change my mind I got no reason to change my mind I'm just 21 and I don't mind dyin' I been in trouble all my life I been in trouble all my life I'll be in trouble ‘til the day I die ‘til the day I die
12.
Hole in the ozone We all got no clothes on Singing a love song To the lost ones Anyone can do this Six stings and a wordless chorus You ruined this world before us Can’t see the trees through the forest There aren’t any trees anymore Anyone can do this Millions of voices Dissolve in the ocean You’ve got no choice It’s all just noise Anyone can do this I need a frontal lobotomy To get these demons out of me What it is that you can’t see Is the thing that makes me scream Anyone can do this

about

HURRICANE GOSPEL came about after a few years of grand statements, mishaps and false starts. The genesis of this album dates to 2008 when I decided to write a rock opera for my senior project in music Theory. The title was going to be "Lives of American Teens." It was based roughly on the dissolution of a relationship between my two best friends, both of whom would also be playing on the album. The project fell apart but I passed the class based on three of the songs I wrote: "How Do You Fix A Fuck Up?", "Long Hot Summer", and the title track.

The summer after high school I moved out of my father's house and into a house with my closest friends. This house is where I first fell in love with the girl who would be my wife. "Lives of American Teens" started to transform into something completely different. Inspired by teenage independence, new love and the sense of impending doom that was (and still is) surrounding our country, I began writing a dystopian love story. The album was going to be called "Anyone Can Do This" and it was the story of true love in a zombie filled nuclear wasteland.

Tagline: "In a world where all must be lobotomized to become adults, a young woman struggles to return her lovers brain back to his skull. Or forever love a zombie!" I was very excited about the album but it never came together as a whole statement. Four of the songs from that album have made their way onto HURRICANE GOSPEL ("True American Runaway" "(Let's Go To The) Drive-In" "Zombie Love 1" and "Anyone Can Do This").

After abandoning my first two albums I retreated to the basement on my 19th birthday and recorded a one-day album of trash called "Nineteen". Two more albums of tapedeck demos ("Leprosy" and "More Songs") and one attempt at bedroom pop ("Spastic Zombie Death Dreams") followed over the next couple of years.

I began to get restless and unsatisfied in the fall of 2011. My output up until this point had been inscrutable and unpleasant and I was yearning for an audience. The solution: gather my most talented friends and record the best songs I had written up until this point. Together we took a shot at recording the best sounding record we could.

Marty Morgan (drums) is the backbone of the Invisible Mountains* sound. His playing can be subtle or thundering. Nathan Bollig (Guitar/ Vocals) and John Zillmer (Bass) both have a clear sense of musicality and harmony that counters the way I bash away and holler. My love and inspiration, Danielle Lambert, brings sweetness and innocence to our sound with her vocals. And lastly Jason Mumma (Keys) is a disciple of both Ray Manzarek and Roy Bittan, bringing together the ramshackle carnival that has become the sound of HURRICANE GOSPEL.

The record is homemade and drenched in our hard-earned sweat. It arrives in shambles with "Mighty Youth Society" and leaves on the waves of the apocalypse with "Anyone Can Do This." With stop offs at the absurd: "King of The World", bitter: "What Was It That They Put In Your Head?", and hopeful "On and On (We Are Spacemen)". Salvaged from the wreckage of past failures and presented in glorious stereophonic sound, HURRICANE GOSPEL is here for your listening pleasure.

-Seth

*Original digital release under the name Invisible Mountains, 2012

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released April 10, 2012

Seth Lambert - Vocals, Guitar
John Zillmer - Bass
Marty Morgan - Drums
Nathan Bollig - Lead Guitar, Background Vocals
Jason Mumma - Organ, Piano
Danielle Lambert - Vocals on "Zombie Love 1" and "On and On (We Are Spacemen)"

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The Leptons Madison, Wisconsin

Heart on our sleeve midwest rock for bitter, anxious weirdos. Seth (Vocals, Guitar), McKenna (Bass, Vocals), Justice (Drums).

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