Failing Better E​.​P.

by Gentlemen Prefer Blood

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This EP was recorded in the late summer of 09. We went through far too many troubles to not output such a small number of musical selections. This is nothing but a warning of what's to come from this pop punk machine disaster. Of the songs themselves we say this:

This is the kind of music you listen to when your heart is breaking but instead of crying about it you want to rock out and blow off some steam. Gentlemen Prefer Blood have created an album that could only come from seasoned musicians. Combining SoCal vocal harmonies with thoughtful lyrics, they take on life's disappointments with straight up punk rock riffs and memorable breakdowns. It's the kind of music that soothes your soul and doesn't take your problems lightly but still reminds you what it's like to have fun.

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released April 6, 2010

Recorded by Bradley Riot @ White Buffalo Studios, Hollywood, CA.
Additional recordings done at Economic Euphony Studios, West Hollywood, CA.
Mixed by Joe Fulginiti at Studio Q at Echo Park, CA.

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Track Name: A Place Of Business
…and we’ve heard it all before
Lights, Camera, Action and all so-to-speaks
Hatred placed in living spaces
Shallow thoughts for hallow circumstance
Please keep it down, we’ve got to sleep

…and we’ve seen this all before
it “gets too lonely with the populace”
toughened lives by roughened dives
A sob story for mob mentality

Can we see it in your eyes?
Can you seem to sympathize?
One day wonder if your cart’s too full
Can we see it in your eyes?
I’ve got the notion that you’ll size it up
And then take off because
These people living on got no time
For goings on.
I can see it in their eyes.
Matters of the heart keep on pumping
Days along.
I can see it in their eyes.
I can see it.

These “things” have families
and despite you continue to grow
Always keeping the soul close
A place of business is never closed
And we see it in your eyes
And we see you sympathize
Have no wonder why your cart’s not full
And we see it in your eyes
I’ve got the notion that you’ll size it up
And then take off because

These people living on got no time
For goings on.
I can see it in their eyes.
Matters of the heart keep on pumping
Days along.
I can see it in their eyes.
Track Name: 1000 Words
This camera is shooting bullets. You aim it and you pull it.
A thousand poison darts nail my heart against the wall
A thousand pointed words forgotten but not unheard
Glossing over all our fights with glossy black and whites

Cause I’ve been pouring over photo albums, all those guys? Well you can have them.
With the happiness those images convey. I will never make you feel that way

every time nostalgia lies. like too much makeup on your face and eyes
Like last years styles on all your girls. And the fakest fucking smiles in the world.

These photos work me over and my brain works over time
Filling gaps between photos before these photos became mine
Will our immortal image only serve to annoy?
All your future lovers pretty girls and ugly boys

Cause I’ve been adding up all your subtractions pondering our interactions
With all the awkwardness it takes to watch you flirt. When every pictures worth a thousand hurts.
Track Name: Anthemantic
I'm just sitting down
body's imprint in the couch
huddled up inside,
reclusive
absorb all influence from obsolete sources
and do without what's being fed to the sheep-like masses
And I heard a sound
Keeping timing with a twitch
Etching notes with dead ink
Chromatic
Masking somber recklessness
With sober recklessness
All the while keeping tuned
To my heartbeat
Track Name: Grace
Ken crawl. Keeping all our words resorted.
All stops. Only harmful when reported.
It’s safe when we go outside, so then we’ll wait to go outside
Innocuous. Haven-safe in light of conflict.
Bright lights making brighter sides. Night lights making lighter rights. So saving face, saying grace keeps all the chins up.
Revert back to second comings and our hands stay entwined
Knuckles lit with fear and grit laying ourselves out on the lines
Why can’t we stand?
All scars rile up the uninvited.
Fears are taking off like duct-taped windows.
Played it safe when they came around. Made safe when they came around. Indelible. What’s illiterate for thinkers?
Can’t keep from running off. Can’t stop from the running off.
Told to come forth and keep wearing my fifth place ribbon.
Let’s keep all smiles contained with markings on the wall and keeping all of our arms at arms length bidding fond farewell.
Breaking waves.
Then the chorus of chords will echo “Ah” bringing tears of laughter to the ones who followed
Ah.
When will we speak…?