BLAME / THE PUTRID BRINE - new songs.

Well hello there Waxing Crescents,

September is almost over.

Although I've had a bit of a see-saw month it's definitely ended on a high. I couldn't be happier with these two songs. Garry has done an incredible job of mixing, I think it's his finest work yet. 

The songs are quite contrasting in arrangement and style, as you know I have never been able to stay on just one genre. 

I hope you enjoy the diverse and colourful stylings of the Chemical Perils, as there is a lot more to come after this.

Ok, so these are unmastered as yet but as close to finished as we could get them before they go on the album.

We're going to try and release 2-3 songs per month until the album is done.

This meme kind of sums it up:

Without further ado, I shall present you with the songs:

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Lyrics...

BLAME

Everyone's born into pain and compassion

and everyone needs heaven's help

but if you look up in a godly direction

there's no one to see but yourself

Everyone enters the earth with the trespass

of knowing you're destined to fail

and if you pray down to the dirt that's beneath you

there's no one to blame but yourself

You take the road you can travel the least

now just leave me to lay under these bitter trees

leave me to lie under these shadows steep

I've got no one to blame but myself

What do you tell yourself under the gallows

When hating and waiting to die

Singing your heart out in hymns and in hollows

with nothing to lend but the lie

Quote and corral every sigh of the scriptures

The voices of dutiful men

But only your hands placed a noose there above you

As a cynical, final Amen

You take the road you can travel the least

now just leave me to lay under these bitter trees

leave to lay under these shadows steep

I've no one to blame but myself

Blame is a knife that can cut without question

and tear what it hunts into shreds

Mercy is only the kindness you show

when the blade is held up to your chest

So one for the wilful and one for the liars

And one for the lives you can sell

I'll write my name on the wall of the fallen

No one to blame but ourselves

You take the road you can travel the least

now just leave me to lay under these bitter trees

leave me to lie under these shadows steep

I've no one to blame but myself

It will not matter how I bend my knee

I know angels won't enter my undevout dreams

I own my shame and my shame it owns me

and there's no one to blame but myself

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THE PUTRID BRINE

Ever seen a fox among the feathers?

Ever seen an angel lose it’s wings?

If you’re looking out for earthly pleasures

I can introduce you to some of the finer things

Rows of hungry windows stare like eyes

Inside, the womb of dark infinity

Shitty little towns tucked under the sheets of cold grey clouds

nothing underneath, nothing to write home about

I’ll be a mind, for the mindless

it’s easy as a hook and line

I’ll be a spine for the spineless

veritas to vilify

all the shame I’ll never feel

cos I don’t mind, and I, I kind of like it

swimming in the putrid brine

Every seen the view from heaven’s garden?

Ever tested out how far you’d fall?

Don’t blame yourself for being human

I looked behind that veil

And I know, the pleasure,

I have it on good measure that

God wants us to fail

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With special thanks to the incredible band:

Jonny Parlett (vocals)

Hana Piranha (strings)

Anna Mylee (drums)

Arevieje (tar)

Jacy De Sousa (clarinet and saxophone)

Garry Mitchell (brass, bass, guitar, mixing and production) 

Mishkin Fitzgerald (vocals, flute, accordion)

And a huge thank you goes to my manager Simon Field who co-wrote the lyrics with me 🧡

Can't wait to take this to the stage...

Love & Feathers,

Mishkin x