Rot Your Brain

by Ichabod Crane

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After 2 full lengths and 2 EPs full of doom and gloom, we decided to lighten things up and do a cover EP. We rehearsed dozens of cover songs before finally settling on the 4 tracks here; the hardest part was finding songs that were obscure enough that they hadn't been done by metal bands before, but still worked with our music style. Plus, they had to be from TV shows or movies. It took a while, but we finally nailed down our songs and even added an original ("Huddled Masses") to show the direction in which we're moving. We hope you get a kick out of these songs, we certainly do!

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released July 20, 2012

All songs arranged and performed by Ichabod Crane.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Nicholas McCabe and Corey Stoffer at Click Recording Studio in Akron OH.
Photo credit: Meghan Meeker
Art and Design credit: Scott Roger

"Plowed" written by Sponge.
"Call Me" written by Debbie Harry and Giorgio Moroder.
"Saved by the Bell" written by Scott Gale.
"Greased Lightning" written by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey.
"Huddled Masses" written by Ichabod Crane, copyright 2012.

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Track Name: Huddled Masses
Oh we’re all such blind, indulgent fools
Retreating from the horrors of life into
Glistening dreams, grinding simulacrum
Acting out scenes we cannot abide

Delicate machines for every task
Cables burst through skin unasked
Our muscles wilt, thanks to keystroke commands
Our fate’s to be strangled by idle hands
Moribund calculations complete,
Designed to die for profit now
Citizens to grateful slaves reduced
A passive public to accept abuse

We ignore as drones buzz overhead
Captivated and strung out
We’re just slime extruded from the gears
A putrid byproduct the affluent flout

Say can you see our barren wasted lands
Highways like scars through fields left unmanned
Every gaze drawn to the dazzling dead displays
Huddled masses, our technology betrays

Crushed beneath
the weight of worthless paper
Fashioning gilded cages

Say can you see our barren wasted lands
Highways like scars through fields left unmanned
Every gaze drawn to the dazzling dead displays
Orphans all, worshiping electric gods
Huddled masses, our technology betrays