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Looks Like Rain EP

by Looks Like Rain

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DvDLaX Alt rock with sexy sax, I couldn't recommend more. Favorite track: Leaving.
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1.
I'm pushing shit up a hill In a no oar canoe With a broken umbrella I hide from the truth Don't you know how futile it feels? Digging for diamonds when you've already found the rarest Diamond when you've already found the sweetest Diamond when you've already found the clearest Diamond when the last one is still on your mind My talk has never felt so cheap My will has never felt so weak And I know that it's over But I still don't believe Don't you know how futile it feels? Digging for diamonds when you've already found the rarest Diamond when you've already found the sweetest Diamond when you've already found the clearest Diamond when the last one is still on your mind I'm a high school quarterback at 25 Laying bricks and drinking cheap I'm a one hit wonder, still writing and getting Further from the peak I'm a porn star changing genres, All plastic surgery But I know I can't, I can't, I can't Re-write history And you're so beautiful
2.
I know at times like these I don't make sense I stumble on my words and I have to catch and keep the rest It must be hard for you with only half the picture Jigsaw the rest and take guess, maybe it'll hit ya That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of Maybe you're right, but maybe I'm right to You're turning purple, I'm another shade of blue And you'll say la la la la la la la la and pretend that you can't hear this While I go, do do do do do do do do, I couldn't care less That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of But here we go again, I've poured my thoughts into a song That I won't sing to you, I'll let everyone know what was wrong It's a damned if you do, damned if you don't approach Do I mutiny myself, or do I rock the boat? That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of That's not the way that you talk to someone that you claim to love There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of
3.
Dark streets heavy rain, I drain my drink and think How will I be getting home tonight? Your eyes are glazed over, am I such a bore? Or has your liver finally found your brain? We started fresh at six o'clock and hours later we haven't stopped So here I find myself On the other side of midnight With no grip on sanity On the other side of midnight Where I should worry about me If I only had the capacity, to think of anything but.. Make my next a double, make it a pint Make it anything that you like just go ahead an make it Hard of hearing, leaning in, to catch a glimpse of your wisdom But you struggle to make an impact through the slur There's somewhere else I want to be, in someone elses company I've got sex and fluid on the brain Now I'm ten feet tall and full of fight, my bravado found its' feet alright Strides powerfully across an empty room But I'm stumbling shambolically, into instant enemies So here I find myself On the other side of midnight With no grip on morality On the other side of midnight Where I should worry about me If I only had the capacity, But I never have the capacity to think of anything but..
4.
Leaving 04:30
Monday night, Tuesday night I'm burning down this candle from both ends Wednesday night, Thursday night I guess I can just let this roll into the weekend I tried to call you for the first time today But I put it down I didn't know what to say You picked it up, on the twelfth try But I think that the eleventh was the best way to say I'm leaving, cos she left I'll keep these cards, close to my chest I'm leaving, cos she left Well trust me girl, this is for the best Pints after midnight on a Monday night These hangovers hang on harder than I used to know University life, well yeah I know how that goes Or at least I knew how it went, eight years ago I tried to call you for the first time today But I put it down I didn't know what to say You picked it up, on the twelfth try But I think that the eleventh was the best way to say I'm leaving, cos she left I'll keep these cards, close to my chest I'm leaving, cos she left Well trust me girl, this is for the best I'm leaving, cos she left I'll keep these cards, close to my chest I'm leaving, cos she left Thanks for the kisses but I'll pass on the sex I really hope that I have not offended you This place I'm in is getting dark and there's no room for two It's getting too familiar for me I've known different girls, we've all had different needs I'm leaving, cos she left I'll keep these cards, close to my chest I'm leaving, cos she left Well trust me girl, this is for the best I'm leaving, cos she left I'll keep these cards, close to my chest I'm leaving, cos she left Thanks for the kisses but I'll pass on the sex
5.
Siberia 04:00
I lift my head out of the snow My broken back offers up a single crack It's true that I am guilty of a callous crime But men have been made kings for much more than that Siberia Hard bed, shaved head I'm just an unlucky man Hard bed, shaved head I'm just an unlucky man who felt short of his plan Siberia She lays in wait at home While I lay in pain from the weight of my bones Spring time sun has let blue shine through I've finally found a clarity that I've rarely known Siberia Hard bed, shaved head I'm just an unlucky man Hard bed, shaved head I'm just an unlucky man who felt short of his plan

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Looks Like Rain's debut release, it's five tracks of alternative saxophone rock. Not your standard power trio.

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released July 17, 2015

Looks Like Rain are
Rob Hore / Drums
Rob Pechar / Baritone guitar and vocals
Tim Connell / Tenor saxophone

Recorded at Salt Studios, Melbourne.
Produced and mastered by Alex Quayle.

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