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Secret

by Gorgon

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arcadely
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arcadely some of my favorite Vermont Hardcore. would donate an organ to see them play live again.
Michael F.
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Michael F. Top shelf throat-ripping fem hardcore of the highest order. Varying tempos, cool melodies and some banshee vocals that leave me begging for a lozenge. No doubt, shut in through 6 months of Vermont winter requires an enormous release when the ice melts; for the ladies of GORGON, it appears to be unleashing an absolute fucking beast of a record on an unsuspecting public. This is some brilliant hardcore. Kudos GORGON; thanks are in order for your suffering... Favorite track: Another Year in Vermont.
Kisston Gorgeous
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Kisston Gorgeous Amazing! Powerful! Great lyrics! Favorite track: I Hear Things Are Just As Bad Down In Lake Champlain.
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1.
Hard Candy 02:23
who's to blame? this blood on my hands and it's not his blood on my lips stained bright red drips when I smile you might say that I'm a hunter I would say that I am just any other girl this one was like all the others he was not mine, but he was guilty just the same you might say that I'm a hunter I would say that I am just any other girl
2.
you might think I'm selfish but I'd say I'm terrified this past year so many people who I've known have died we are just young and angry try to swallow but my throat is dry and I just can't think clearly try to write but just sit here and cry and the punks they all sing we're born to die whatever life may bring live fast and die young can I really be the only one who's not sure that I numb myself just for fun knowing that it's all we have these fragile bodies that will crumble into dust and disappear lie awake in my bed it will take me in the end as I close my eyes to sleep my soft exhale is a scream even the best tattoos fade and burnouts all will fade away memories won't last the night let's celebrate each other's lives mortality, it frightens me is it fear that drives this grief I'm feeling but the punks we all sing we're born to die whatever life may bring
3.
some days I wonder what the fuck I'm doing here today I don't know why I'm out of bed despite the sun I'm feeling down this punk kid nate called it my emo frown but still I'm drowning in my head alone in my room drinking some $2 swill that somebody called beer going out tonight there's a punk rock show I hear so I walk across town in the bitter cold in spite of my boots I can't feel my toes but still my wanderlust is near where do I want to be? far away from you I guess 3 states ain't far enough to get someone out of your head where do I go from here? my boots are freezing to the sidewalk I guess I'd better keep on moving to the soundtrack of my beating heart
4.
Tightwad 02:16
this pain in my chest is an old friend who I bump into from time to time and whenever we see each other we stop to catch up and lose track of time this feeling it is so familiar as I'm gasping for air teenage me lost a fight it's not quite so simple as "take slow, deep breaths" calm down, girl, calm down this ain't right laced tight and tightlaced I'm thin, thin, thin for you but why, oh, why am I so hungry? I can't quite think right, my bones are barely settled but I'll take two
5.
I remember back when I lived in the city and every breath that I took smelled like trash the smog kept the sun at bay and we had lights to ward the moon away and whenever I was hungry plastic food to fill my gut sometimes it makes me think about humanity people shooting people just to see how much we bleed poisoning the food we eat and earth and skies and seas please don't breed, and we can wipe out our entire species I turn on the radio while staring at the water they say I can't even swim today the red algae's in bloom cos it's 110 degrees from all these toxic cars and factories and the radio is saying there's a fresh shortage of food I remember back when I lived in the city and every breath that I took smelled like trash and now Lake Champlain it smells the same is it thanks to all this toxic rain? I'll pass on the fish and smile at the flash
6.
another year in vermont another fall and the leaves are turning brown a reminder that I'll turn old and grey like the cold winter days now setting in I didn't always feel this way pills and booze in excess to take me away didn't care if I ever smelled the snow again winter haze, depression, malaise frostbitten marrow and blood when the light is low a fistful of snow and a fire to smoke it all out I have no idea why I do this to myself born to die where do we get a will to survive?
7.
when I ride the bus at night it feels almost like I live in the city I stare straight up at a light and it reflects and I can't see the scenery out the window since buses mostly look the same in my head in these moments I escape to someplace where the buses run past 8 and where I would maybe not feel so alone but I know that even with promises of bustle people lights and shows big cities can be hollow and concrete can be colder than the darkest vermont winter nights standing knee deep in the snow so for now vermont it is I'll complain about the college kids and how it's always cold or muddy and how empty quiet streets make me feel so alone but when that gets me down and I leave my day job in this small town I'll ride the bus at night and feel almost like I live in the city
8.
standing on a pier away from home drinking a beer as the sun goes down so silently behind us it's almost summer in new england but it's 25 degrees in this sleepy little fucking seaside town padlocks on the chainlink fence secrets whispered into hands are left behind but not forgotten at the navy yard across the bay they see you throw your key away and hear it when you say the words you'll never speak again her cigarette clings to her lips as she thinks about the wire snips and chilly hands that cut the fence to steal locks from countless strangers stealing secrets, stealing lives the navy base glows at sunrise but there are others who can see right through the darkness of the night standing on a pier away from home drinking a beer click a padlock on the fence but I don't know who can hear it snaps and echoes out across the water and I walk away alone padlocks on the chainlink fence secrets whispered into hands are left behind but not forgotten on a computer several states away they watch you throw your key away and save it when you say the words you'll never speak again you'll never speak again
9.
Shut Up! 01:02
shut up shut the fuck up I don't know what to do no more shut up sometimes I wake up on the floor shut up shut the fuck up can't go outside today I don't know what I'd say I don't know how I'd breathe can't you see nothing's wrong with me shut up shut the fuck up
10.
Street Talk 03:15
what makes you think I want to hear you speak? what lends you to believe that when you exploit my appearance sexually for your own entertainment I could possibly take it as a compliment? you can fuck off I don't want your unsolicited opinion about how I look or my body if you can't help but tell me how much you want to ride me when I walk by on the street I probably will carve out both your eyes you can fuck off
11.
is there time before this crumbles to figure out the way to go? I don't know if we can make it out of this one alive can you read the secret pages? I'm writing songs between the lines jaded soldiers' sullen faces can't teach me how to live my life teach me how to live my life to swallow your pride is to starve out your soul I wouldn't tell you unless I knew first hand it seems I keep on slipping backwards as I try to crawl ahead I'm so jaded I've forgotten how to scream there are some days when I can't get out of bed all I can do is wish I could remember last night's dreams call out of work, explain that I am sick again and hope to god that they believe me past mistakes on my mind I can't sleep but I am dreaming I can't say I've learned anything take a drink to make the pounding go away

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released October 31, 2014

Gorgon is:
Kelly - Bass
EA - Guitar
Amandaa - Drums


All songs by Gorgon.
Recorded on August 6, 2014 in the Rock Room.
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Kelly at Stickshift Recordings.
Album art and layouts by Alyssa Caparas, photos taken by Gorgon.
2014 Stickshift Recordings.

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Gorgon is a three-woman punk rock band from Vermont. Kelly plays bass, EA plays guitar, and Amandaa plays drums.

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