We don't play Bogside all that often. It's our second least-played song from our 2017 album "Rescue the Universe". Mostly because it's really hard to play and we usually mess it up. This performance is no exception; Slush forgot to come in on the second verse, he was too busy shaking his booty (his words) to the drum solo. We'll just leave that visual out there. Enjoy this relatively rare performance!
lyrics
no time to wait, a price to pay
mother’s back in the assembly
Repression out, the boy parade
This Maiden city, tripping on roots that rot the past
virtue in bed and pride intact
flour sugar a wick and white, gas
the crime will fit the punishment
We’re throwing kisses from the top of the flats
whoa oh, the red hand in the stars
whoa oh, light up the armored cars
three green fields behind, and the dark river blocking our way
half life, half town with half your name
woah oh, Trouble graduate today
V2:
this Saturday, matinee,
I don’t know I’ve lost the plot I’m afraid
they keep the order, we keep the border
the board is set but do we really want to play
to yet another stalemate
bishop and pawn we go the same, way
the queen will move nothing to prove
we flip the board we get our peace today
whoa oh, but for this the wedge mislaid,
whoa oh, you can’t stay the falling blade
Don’t turn away, don’t run from me now, take my hand,
ah they’ll shoot you in the back my friend
whoa oh, step up to the barricade
whoa oh, take my hand, I’ll take you to a place
whoa oh, where the sun shines bright and clear on the shortest day
woah oh, on the gables stand your face undimmed by time
woah oh, take my hand
Alex Siegel makes light, gorgeous indie pop with cloudlike melodies & radiant instrumentation, presented in both studio & live versions. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2021
The raw and wiry sound of Oneida is perfectly captured on this NYC Taper recording with proceeds benefiting their recently injured drummer. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 22, 2018