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Negative Energy

by Ungrateful Millennial

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1.
Do as you say but dont do what you do Don't worry I don't want nothing with you All Summer Long but don't drink any beer Dazed and confused I pop out and I hear Do you have wifi cause I need to check Do you have wifi I really need to check Do you have wifi I just need to check Do you have wifi cause I need to check Feels kind of good to have their eyes on me No more a pleasure it's necessity You know you can't believe everything you hear The Denver Guardian makes that very clear But I keep thinking Why did society listen to you? Why did society listen to you? Why did society listen to you? Why does society listen to you? Neurological phenomena are taking hold Running through, lighting up the ancient crevices of old Watching zombies in a state of irony today We're asked to sell our hearts as spare parts and I say Questions get reflected, I need schadenfreude a little Honestly it's just your confusion that makes me giggle Looking in this wasteland that is ethanol induced Like adrenaline fought dopamine and they just called a truce As we adapt, getting used to falling down the hole They say the battle's underway for our nation's very soul If this chance is all I'll get, then I'll take it to the death And at least be proud of the humanity that I have left What are you trying to get me to do? What are you trying to get me to do? What are you trying to get me to do? What are you trying to get me to do? Why did society listen to you? Why did society listen to you? Why did society listen to you? Do you have wifi cause I need to check
2.
I know a man who had a billion dollars He worked and worked until he died And when they brought him home to put him under Not a single person cried (and everyone was singing) La la la la la I walked and walked until I found a woman She called me hers I called her mine But when I took a step I felt her pulling That's when I realized it was time (and she started singing) La la la la la I don't wanna be anything for anybody I wanna be anything for me I don't wanna be everything for everybody I wanna be everything for me
3.
Bae of Pigs 04:10
Nothing quite so quiet like the calm after the storm Can't convince my mind that there was anything before I barely can recall, it could be any face that I see I swear this could make monsters out of lesser men than me And I don't ever wanna see you fade away it's like I only respect it here today and it screws with my head but it also hurts my heart I wanted everything but it just fell apart The hero's now the villain, a joke that I once made Ostracized for chasing, the old familiar Braid Memories don't count for nothing if it's not for good If you would dare repent I swear I'd shoot you where you stood And I don't ever wanna see you fade away it's like I only respect it here today and it screws with my head but it also hurts my heart I wanted everything but it just fell apart In my head In my head It all makes sense, you know In my head I don't care I don't mind It all makes sense, you know In my head
4.
Neckbeard 04:58
I can tell you want something baby I can tell you want something bad I can tell you hope that I'm ready I can tell you things that you'd never know Nothing prepared me for what you would tell me It's hard to believe you, It's hard to be strong What I thought was advice was just misconception What I thought was genius was maliciousness All I have to lose A bit of social proof All I have to hide Is everything inside Well that's something I can wrap my head around Cause you know I know you know I wanna know you in the biblical sense Yeah an HB6 to fix loneliness It was supposed to be 50-50 Where are you Hiding It was supposed to be 50-50 Where are you Hiding How could she They must have lied. My soul and pride. Did you know I'm Writing a doctoral thesis of shocked moral decency sound the alarm Picking apart from the end to the start won her heart from a touch of the arm No one can say this shit having a love hate relationship in my own head Not anybody can do all the study and prove that society's dead - hit me! She was all about the sexual tension She was all about the sexual tension She was all about the sexual tension She was all about the sex Nothing prepared me for what you would tell me It's hard to believe you, It's hard to be strong What I thought was advice was just misconception What I thought was genius was maliciousness The death of romance, the death of love and all the things, I'm tired of The death of chivalry, the death of heart and all the things, that set me apart The death of romance, the death of love and all the things, you're tired of The death of chivalry, the death of heart and all the things, that set you apart The death of romance, the death of love and all the things, we're tired of The death of chivalry, the death of heart and all the things, that set us apart One more time, man
5.
Shifting eyes, the sudden silence Are you sure, I swore I'd never First to try to venture out A line of thousands disappointed The queen of hearts pulled back the cape And I'm supposed to trust a stranger Salt lakes spreading in my wake I'm stuck in someone else's heaven Guarded guarded stony hearted Master the polite deflection Enough of that it's back to normal But I can't stop thinking I confess... Guess I left home for the right reason Freedom is testing me, whipping me right in the face I wont make it out in one piece Guess I jumped ship for the right reason
6.
The Theory 04:56
Involuntary surgery, polishing your mind Wireless lobotomy, ya never had a chance Time to whip up some nostalgia, it's never as good as it was An inconvenient fact arises, what about, what about Doesn't go away Doesn't go away I think it's here to stay Think it's here to stay Doesn't go away Doesn't go away I think it's here to say Think it's clear to see A new zeitgeist in the air, it’s negativity The core so deep so well protected a surrogate working for free Tide goes in and tide goes out, leave the details up to them Until it bursts out from inside. What then? What then? Doesn't go away Doesn't go away I think it's here to stay Think it's here to stay Doesn't go away Doesn't go away I think it's here to say Think it's fair to say It shouldn't be this easy To poke holes in your theory When logic seems to seize you The hit comes out to please you It shouldn't be this easy To poke holes in your theory When logic seems to seize you The hit comes out to please you *gibberish* (Ok, I'll tell you if I get enough album sales)
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Success 04:58
As interests collide and jobs are inside You're reminded of things you shouldn't remember Taxes are paid, USA parade Send the kids to school in September Forgetting hope and ignoring the pope And the only way that I can cope is to have fun I'm in a daze because Edward Bernays Slapped me out of my malaise and I grab my gun Work, then I go to sleep, then I go to Work, then I go to sleep, then I go Work, then I go to sleep, then I go to Work, then I go to sleep, then I go The fool is only ever happy when he's not in control When he figures out how to rent his soul Am I productive in a state of learned helplessness? The fool is only ever happy if the answer is yes The man on the screen says these things to me And I know that he's right cause his angry style Never quite got to Isaac Asimov Something popped up, we're gonna wait a while Back to the news it is time to remind That for nine ninety nine I can tell your future Special report from the Twitter of course These celebrity girls, which one is cuter? Work, then I go to sleep, then I go to Work, then I go to sleep, then I go Work, then I go to sleep, then I go to Work, then I go to sleep, then I go The fool is only ever happy when he's not in control When he figures out how to rent his soul Am I productive in a state of learned helplessness? The fool is only ever happy if the answer is yes Try to get some sleep Try to find some work Try to find some sleep Try to get some work Try to get some sleep Try to find some work Try to find some sleep Try to get some work Try to get some sleep
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How it Goes 06:14
I'm tripping up stumbling coming up for air Wishing that I mattered, no matter what I wear Try to look up, head out of the page Surrounded on all sides by everybody's cage That's how it goes That's why no one knows That's how it goes That's why no one knows Do you ever wonder where Where the line is that people start to care Do you ever wonder how How to be present in the here and now Do you ever wonder why Everyone’s a rebel when they tell ya what they're standing for But when it comes to be it’s looking like you listen – more and more I heard the Virgin Mary came to you You said you wanted to die She closed her eyes, and said her prayer But you couldn't tell her why That's how it goes That's why no one knows That's how it goes That's why no one knows Do you ever wonder what What gives the preppy kids the famous preppy strut Do you ever wonder who Who would ever wanna spend their life with you Do you ever wonder why No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way It's happening to me No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way It's happening to me No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way It's happening to me No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, way, way, way, way, way, way That's how it goes That's why no one knows That's how it goes That's why no one knows Do you ever wonder how How they come up with the things they allow Do you ever wonder when When political donations come around again Do you ever wonder why That's how it goes That's why no one knows Do you ever wonder what What the photogenic people touched up Do you ever wonder where Where you can go and avoid all the stares That's how it goes That's why no one knows That's how it goes That's why no one knows Do you ever wonder who Who thought up all the things that we do Do you ever wonder when When you wont be able to do what you now can Do you ever wonder why
9.
Practices and conferences and all the in between I put my life on hold when i was only seventeen For this brief moment I’m on top of the world I’m the center of attention haven’t you heard I don't need your pity, but I'll take it any way Now it's 3 am and now a 4 is like a 10 and I'm about to make the same mistake I always make again With the right amount of scumbag, and the perfect dose of mean Even Ms. America will fall down to her knees I grew up in the suburbs I know better than you there's nothing that a bored white kid wont do so step right up and sink your teeth in, be a man and quit your queefing Glory To the bro Honor His name Glory To the bro Honor His name It's the ending of the world The ending of the world Run for your lives It's the ending of the world It's the ending of the world The ending of the world Run for your lives It's the ending of the world Amen
10.
Could have been some time ago Six weeks post post-coital glow Give me a call you should know Schizophrenic nightmare Schizophrenic nightmare In and out of consciousness Apprehension grew She said I have a ball and chain fitted just for you Sky cracked open virgins bled I think that night went to my head Life is melting all around It's black and white without a sound Now I'm at the edge of what I knew White duvets and softer shades of blue Showers, cravings, pots and pans and knives The bottom pick of tens of billions of lives Schizophrenic nightmare This is a God damn nightmare Could it be the night of lies That gave earth shattering surprise Life of action no regret None of this should be happening yet, you know I thought I was insulated All safe from the curse Hungry for my common sense Passion is the worst Now and then I think of when it was Doing things I wanted just because And if you ask me would I do it again It burns it stings it pulls from inside Potential opportunities never tried And if you ask me am I doing ok Schizophrenic nightmare Schizophrenic nightmare
11.
I'll never be alone again This is it now, this is the end I wanted to live good and have my time Pick up and go, a man in my prime Put my head down easy any hour of the night Take a minute in my car without triggering a fight I guess we are a family The most unholy trinity So this is it for the rest of my life A hated and trapped, unlawfully married wife When all i see is a bastard spawn Who should have been a stain on a rubber long gone It's a 10% chance and it's gotta be me When Jimmy rolls the dice but he walks around free I wanna do it right but it's not what I'm about But it's ok I think I figured it out We are getting closer to the day Where this life leaves but the new ones stays
12.
And as we realize We might not be so civilized I ask why but you say it's the only way Say it's how we got from pagans, here today All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic And as the thoughts pile up Can you sell you mother's prayers are they...worth enough A new reality is born today But tomorrow everybody else seems to know just what to say All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic All enemies foreign and domestic The revolution's over get back to work You come back quick you might not get hurt Pick your binge and grab your couch Max your card yeah it's what it's all about This is it boys get a life A heavy mortgage and a wife Look at you now, you live like a king Stick with us you wont need anything
13.
RPGs and stripes on plaid Books and nerdy undergrad I problly never had a chance You know what it seems to me? Everyone is socially And fiscally a cardboard cutout Conforming just to have my fun Just like Feynman's minimum I can do it better than them! I walk in and it's half past 5 past 4 Everyone's passed out on the floor Doesn't anyone want more I don't know what happened to me I don't know what happened to me I don't know Outside the ring contrarians That sickening fake wisdom grin I'll out-weirdo all of you Rock is gone, Rock is dead If I can't find a band instead I'll make songs in my parent's basement I don't know what happened to me I don't know what happened to me I don't know Behold, conspired against The universe, and all of my friends I swear I will Beg, plead, steal, scrape and claw Make enemies of them all Just for this I know what happened to me I know now Chemistry, biology, asking me, to know why when College teams, Astrology, seem to me, there for the losers Underneath, philosophy, demand to me, to know why when Heresy, they're on to me, have a seat, I'll tell you everything When I think about it, I just barely think it was me All i ask of you is just a common courtesy Make it easy on my ears when you think of me So I, I can be, at peace

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For 4 years, I wrote and recorded the best rock album I could make. I recorded every instrument in single takes and filmed each one(https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC8-nH9tAePBDo2gy4c8tXtA). I think it came out awesome and will always be my love letter to rock.

I love everything about rock music. Music itself is magical, but rock is on a whole other level. Despite the effort of car commercials everywhere, a distorted guitar will never not sound cool. I love the idea of drumming to make noise, to grate against your ear, with keeping time as a distant objective. I love when all instruments elevate a groove or riff to a place where your body cannot help but move; in the moment that your head bangs, everything is right with the world. I love that it's the only remaining outlet for physical exertion and aggression that hasn't been entirely co-opted and still has the potential for a shred of subversiveness.

I love an ironic poppy chorus. I love a genuine poppy chorus. I love long winded meandering songs. I love songs that don't care if you get it. I love the incredible variety allowed in rock songwriting. That you can hide your meaning in obscure time signatures, downmixed backing vocals, or the sheer absurdity of the composition you've managed to put together. Or that you can be comically blatant, shouting it at the top of your lungs. I love how rock can repurpose anything, 12-bar blues riffs, I-V-vi-IV, classical music, quiet acoustic melodies. I judge a rock song on whether it makes me headbang or it if gives me chills. Bonus points for both.

For favorite bands, I love AC/DC, All Them Witches, Arctic Monkeys, Avenged Sevenfold, Benjamin Booker, Big Black, The Black Keys, Black Sabbath, Breaking Benjamin, Bullet for my Valentine, CKY, Dead Sara, Elder, Electric Wizards, Faith No More, Flogging Molly, Flyleaf, Foo Fighters, Fountains of Wayne, Fugazi, Gary Clark Jr, Goldfinger, Guns N Roses, Helmet, Hole, Jane's Addiction, The Jesus Lizard, Jimi Hendrix, Kyuss, Led Zeppelin, Linkin Park, Manchester Orchestra, Metallica, Middle Class Rut, Monster Magnet, Muse, The Nighty Nite, Nine Inch Nails, Nirvana, Ozzy, Pantera, Pearl Jam, Queens of the Stone Age, The Racanteurs, Rage Against the Machine, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Royal Blood, Scary Kids Scaring Kids, Scratch Acid, Screaming Trees, Shellac, Sleep, Slipknot, Soundgarden, Stone Temple Pilots, Streetlight Manifesto, Sublime, System of a Down, Them Crooked Vultures, Tool, Ty Segall, Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats, Violent Soho, Weezer, The White Stripes, Wolfmother, 30 Seconds to Mars. I love that there's awesome bands I still haven't found.

I love everything about playing rock music. I love the indescribable feeling of being in a groove. Of playing at the limits of your dexterity. Of daring your body to make the next move and coming out on top. I love hitting drums as hard as I can. I love being amazed that 10 fingers of mine are creating a riff that courses through my body. I love the way my muscles ache, the way my fingertips get numb, the way my throat feels like I rubbed sandpaper all over it. I love that from second to second, I'm in a fight for my life to hit the next note, I love the fleeting moments where I'm in the zone and it happens on autopilot. I love that through songwriting I have full creativity, I can shout grievances, a manifesto, a carefully calculated onslaught of words to try to give you chills. I love that the meanings of the songs are so entirely mine. I love that the nature of rock forces you to turn everything to 11. With rock I can output myself at full capacity both physically and intellectually.

But I especially love live rock music. The unpracticed drum fills the drummer decided to do in the moment. The guitarist's fingernail accidently cuts off a string to early. When the feedback was way more than they expected. The broken string, the audible slide of the fingers up the string. When the singer's voice cracks, when they pull the mic back too soon and you don't hear the last syllable, when they ad-lib. When the song is played too fast for any members in the band to truly be comfortable. The breakdown section that they play completely differently. The energy in the crowd, the sticky floor, the smell of stale beer, the mosh pits that form, the collective sharing of emotions that aren't allowed in polite society.

Because that's when music is at its best. A real celebration of life. There are people in front of you living as hard as they can, sharing in an invisible groove, existing in the moment. It's beautifully imperfect, it's a human being a human at the highest level they can. There are people next to you who are experiencing the same guitar solo, the same hidden quirk in the song. Everyone's getting the onslaught of sonic expression. It's cathartic for everyone involved.

I love when Jack White or Steve Albini expresses these thoughts much more eloquently than I'm doing now. I love the lore of rock that has built up over the years like bedtime stories. The world famous successful rock star who finds themselves incredibly jaded, who can barely hide their disdain for the audience. The iconic songs inspired by unbelievably mundane events and thoughts, or have no meaning at all. The underground band, playing for free drinks at the bar, the tour bus breaking down, no one appreciating the genius that they put out. The songs crafted to fit the constraints of the record label, which manage to actually be a middle finger that bites the hand that feed. The band that gets a breakout album and decides to shun success by doing something completely different.

I love rock so much. I picked up a secondhand drumset and fell in love. Although I tried to do something with it(shout out to Dida), due to life circumstances, and maybe my own introversion, I was never able to find a steady band. I got frustrated and decided to just learn to play guitar and sing, and write my own songs. I didn't think anyone would believe that I actually did it, so I decided to film it all. I love the live element of rock that I described, so I put the constraint on myself that I had to record everything in one take, no punching in, no metronome. I threw myself into it. I wanted to make the album that would be my personal favorite album of all time. Without sounding too conceited, I think I made the love letter to rock that I wanted. I'm incredibly proud of how it turned out.

I love talking about rock music, and I could keep going on and on. Get in touch with me on Reddit, Twitter, email, Bandcamp, whatever and ask me anything. Let me know what you think about it.

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released January 26, 2019

Written, recorded and performed by Eric Raguzin
Bass borrowed from Michael Budinic
Mixed by Eric Raguzin and Mate Marcina
Mastered by Mate Marcina
Album Artwork by Kristen Tomkawid
Logos and other artwork by Jason Das
Crucial moral support from Michael Budinic

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