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Seventy Seven

by Youth of the Beast

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  • Streaming + Download

    "Clever wordplay and implausibly catchy melodies."
    -Seattle Post Intelligencer
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    "The songwriting is consistently solid, and Symcox’s voice has a bit of glam-rock flair (which is a good thing). Check out the outstanding first single from the album, 'Shotgun Army'”
    -The Bay Bridged
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    "Will not be content with just playing in the background. It will command your attention and you will be thankful."
    - Indie Music Reviewer
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    "The songs have this sort of folk-pop feel about them with the strong Nick Cave like vocals from Adrian Symcox really carrying each and every song."
    -Austin Town Hall
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    "You don't have to be raging against a machine to be a malcontent and this duo has decided to be the ones to lead the way."
    -Midwest Record
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    "Forgetting you're listening to something is a quality I have always thought makes a great album. This album has it."
    -Beneath Everything Radio
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    Comes in high quality vinyl with beautiful, original artwork by Adrian Symcox. Also, includes hand-painted liner notes and digital download card.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Seventy Seven via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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1.
Shooting 02:23
Come on, sing the blues with me now We're all off to the wrong side of town Street urchins sell knock-offs and shoe flies Not the last will, the will to survive Come on, call in sick with me now Let's elope to the wrong side of town Sing my darling, you won't let me down Raise your glass as we go under ground When we make it we'll know what we've found Shooting our guns off in town The world takes it's shots, as it will That old pact to die young haunts us still Come on fill the tank, drive like hell South van nuys doesn't suit you that well Sing my children, you won't let me down Raise your glass as we go under ground Those who make it will know what they've found
2.
The star of the week However could you lose? You're the rattling old school You're the reigning fashion Beggars and freaks Theses creatures surround you You're the rattling old school You're the reigning fashion Sounding off 'til the money's gone The last American outlaw Was saved for the tv screen The network pulpit of bedlam Go on, go on  Ride out into oblivion You say what you mean Disciples around you Your the last of the old school The ghost of Father Coughlin So I walked down and I stood in Mayberry town I saw you're dream, I felt you're fury
3.
From the old town street comes a ragtime beat we all know now Tell the lords of yore that the restless poor have all moved out We crawl into the neighborhood, bring our sad-eyed dreams with us And here comes another neighborhood, it's the same old thing to us Take a stroll down on my street See bars on doors and windows When these digs worth a million We'll all sit back and wonder And they're blasting Mexican music You want to join the throng but you don't know why You just feel it, yeah you feel it I'll never feel this good again Strictly for their crowd, it was fucking loud They danced all night We're not part of anything special A lifestyle's not a life I need someone to tell me who's got to stand in line And I don't need no one to tell me who's got to stand in line
4.
The Dirge 03:49
It's freezing on rust belt streets But in this land of make believe You'll find sun, sex, fame and gold yeah Frustrated with the old place you take your leave But the spoils here go to cads and creeps And it's not quite what they sold you Someone busking on the corner plays a dirge so black, so blue Songs the old crowd must have danced to Finally make their way to you If the folks back home, could they just see you now would they laugh or cry? Now the bass takes a bow... Then they pick it up It's a marching theme For the drunk, the whore, the fool, the thief All these heroes get a mention You're laughing now, the art crowd don't seem so cool Once you've lived and learned the boogaloo They're all posture and pretension Songs the old crowd must have danced to Finally make their way to you Molls entwined with mafiosos To a dirge so black and blue Then the trumpeter points the song right at you And the noise you hear breaks your heart right in two Sounds strictly, just for you...
5.
Prometheus 03:18
When I first to to this lonely town I put my feet and my ear to the ground Through all my dedication, man came the loudest sound I grew up late for suburban dreams When nothing's sacred you can't blaspheme The children's revolution, though was the harder thing We're bored with fights in the schoolyard, baby Dirty jokes lost their charm just lately  This town is ready for a show right now Lalalala Lalalala Love songs tonight Lalalala Lalalala Prometheus, Prometheus burn yourself out alright The gift of gab gets you punched in the jaw Strong and silent's what they go for The backward cap militia kids they showed us the door The flames burn bright in the schoolyard, baby Look in their eyes, man they don't mean maybe This town is gonna be the last town Oh oh lucky boy Oh oh lucky girl Cause you fight and you kick and you spit and you cuss You're such a lucky boy Th more freedom we grant you, the more you blame us You're such a lucky girl Such a lucky boy, such a lucky girl
6.
Is it true about the west side rut that's caught you? Spending petty cash to ease your mind, running round Sadly as you go now From the pages of your old fanzines, this gang'll bring you down Hey Platt Street kids are calling  Hey hey those righteous kids are here again Hey Platt Street kids are calling  Hey hey those righteous kids are here again Get out in the street now Smash some glass and make a sordid scene It does them in Steady as you go now It's alright to take your time and to be wrong again Hey Platt Street kids are calling  Hey hey those igneous kids are here again Hey Platt Street kids are calling  Out into the night into the rain again
7.
Shotgun Army 02:37
There's a shotgun army Heaven's a place they just can't wait to go Lay your guns right down on the table, have the kids all smile for the camera  There's a shotgun army Hair-triggered, hair-brained, well-fed, out or more Across the voodoo nation, down the city blocks You feel the perspiration, catch the angry looks Onward you Christian soldiers, Allahu Akbar No matter what the war cry, the death drums rattle on There's a shotgun army and heaven to pay on my street There's a shotgun army, it's heaven to pay on my street
8.
This is the last day of school We've learned what we need to Now we can work for you Through your ever changing moods You're tearing up the golden rule You've shown us no loyalty So we won't trust you We'll take the job but we won't pledge our lives to you I'm tearing out of here at five My chance to get drunk and dream of a brand new life the trouble is that the expectation's too high So laugh if you want to I need to get this monkey off of my back now I'm gonna party somewhere in this town This is the last day of youth All hopes and all dreams have officially not come true We'll fight each other for the chance to survive and make do So laugh if you want to I need to get this monkey off of my back now I'm gonna party somewhere in this town Crowds spill through streets now We'll make a scene now It's your way to build us up then let us down Beg, burgle, borrow The trends you follow You were made to pick them up then put them down This is the last day of school We've learned what we need to Now we can work for you Through your ever changing moods If this were the last day on earth I'd be with my sweet heart down by the open hearth I wouldn't take calls from despots or grovel for twerps So laugh if you want to It makes no difference now the meteors rain down I'm gonna party somewhere in this town
9.
Let's write our names on every street So much harder than you think We sang our songs into the night Words just vanished in the dark We'll be the last band to take a stand Be the last band, and then they'll get us too From a dark, dingy basement You can't be seen So set your goals where you want them It means nothing Let's show our film on Beverly "The Rise and Fall of You and Me" We'd sacrifice all love and health to glimpse our better, richer selves We were the last band to take a stand Were the last band, and then they go us too
10.
Now... In dance halls spread the word oh this night The factory walls will fall, the morning tide Will sweep your woahs away  The clock goes back tonight Have you seen, have you heard There's a big wave coming to wash this world So clap your hands and sing And the word on the street Is that the banks and bombs will be obsolete So clap your hands and sing All down to words and pictures That's how they taught it to me I learned from their example Til the end of the hour teacher Til the end of the world preacher live
11.
Open Sky 02:44
I go walking on this street, my love Chase the desert sun, my race is run with great devotion I go walking on this street, my love 'Til the day is done, the western world stops at the ocean Things they haunt me on this street, my love Strays on the run And I don't see how you say that  You can tell its gonna be alright By the stars in the open sky I go walking on this street, my love Meet the trust-fund kids, all junkie chic with Marxist notions I go walking on this street, my love Tell the Jesus freaks that god hates shameless self promotion They're all out here on this street, my love Vampires and thugs And I don't see what you see, still for now we hold each other tight By the stars in the open sky
12.
Cloud of war was looming in the distance  As the rest played down the street The local lore, the burning burning question 'bout that old jap submarine On the beachfront one night we all learned it's name On the beachfront as the hull went up in flames Love and music got a sudden rush As our gates fell to the world We one the war, put Elvis on the radio And that's just who we were On the beach front everybody gets their time Just a snapshot of your once and fleeting prime Lalalala... On the beachfront one night they all learned our name On the beachfront then it all went up in flames

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released September 4, 2012

Written and sung by Adrian Symcox. Played and produced by Blake Carver.

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Youth of the Beast San Francisco, California

Youth of the Beast is a duo from San Francisco. Their sound is acoustic rock with elements of folk, punk, dub and 60's pop. Their lyrics combine the personal with the political.

BOOK US TO PLAY If you're throwing a house party, basement show, art opening or street festival around LA or SF.
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