WAR BONNET

by Fire in the Field

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Grégoire Guery
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Grégoire Guery Tomahawk alone is well worth buying the album. One of 2017's best songs, period. Favorite track: Tomahawk.
Bucky
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Bucky Not only does War Bonnet extinguish the flames set by the scorching debut Gypsy Tea Room, it retains the rock n roll fury with another layer of banging guitar licks, catchy grooves, and stage commanding vocals. Those guitar freak outs buried within seal the deal rather nonchalantly. Favorite track: Duke of the Valley.
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1.
Tomahawk 04:11
time like tomahawk circles through our days bites with spirit of old mother’s many ways Custer puffs his chest Western air disguised painted warrior tearing through the sky now it’s war knowledge lost but the tomahawk correct you so keep on war knowledge bust heard the radio way it demonize yeah there’s right there’s wrong the truth still waits in line so will you lock the door or open up your arms in preparation for or the prevention of now it’s war knowledge lost but the tomahawk correct you so keep on war knowledge bust time like tomahawk circles through our days now it’s war knowledge lost but the tomahawk correct you so keep on war knowledge bust
2.
Swift Hoof 03:37
“Swift Hoof” where do I log on you know I want to fantasize heavy tongue surrender high water, blood runner yeah, I wanna take a dive in this android paradise (warm to hot) you know they have my head (warm to hot) you know they have my head they have it! “poison,” it said “Take me again” “poison,” it said “take me again” sojourn in the connection cause your girl has never felt so tame downloaded juice in the screen light, yeah caps locked “love” in this silicon game well I’m coding your paradise (in a blink) ten billion zeros and ones (in a blink) ten billion zeros and ones we want it! “poison,” it said “take me again” “poison,” it said “take me again”
3.
well the stars open up as the duke knew they would I watch him stare in cloak and hood drunk, pissed, and wielding no good he guts the whore’s mother feeling he should well it’s morning and I tail the duke through the meadow I find him toking pipes with a red bearded fellow then holding a blade to his throat feeling mellow gashes a diamond waterfall an almighty rebel the duke, the duke of the valley his horse no taller than my Sally the duke, the duke of the valley his horse no taller than my Sally at this time well the king enters the floor he seizes the moment to inspire the poor “let him wander the streets a pawn of whores you know a mud-like creature with puss and sores!” the duke, the duke of the valley his horse no taller than my Sally the duke, the duke of the valley his horse no taller than my Sally
4.
Elephant 03:34
locked routine every day what I call work you call play overtime now I bleed you’re getting all of me check your system, overload elephant, trample your master, get on get out elephant, trample the bastard, get on get turn the table now you start to whimper what I call fun you call torture underground takin’ ya runnin’ n’ gunnin’ I can smell your fear now to reap on high road elephant, trample your master, get on get out elephant, trample the bastard, get on get elephant, trample your master, get on get out elephant, trample the bastard, get on get
5.
cashing in on the labyrinth “come and go,” says The Myth she strolls in thought, in time the umbrella vice puts down her rhyme the jamboree has interloped kashmir dresses in bicycle spokes she wipes dust from her overcoat dries her eyes, clears her throat she is the peasant of light once passed she is the peasant once passed she is the peasant of light once passed yeah the oracle has ejected statues feel stuffy and rejected so let her unsling the weapon as the peasant of light once passed she is the peasant of light once passed she is the peasant once passed she is the peasant of light once passed
6.
Save 04:14
reduction to that oil slick brings together a momentary illness suction on your providence keeps together your dirty little secret save me from the old ways of thinking - decimate save me from the gold chase the number rock the leather like you won the bid the puddles getting deeper in every step cut the fuse on your conniption fit you know cause money’s no good after you swallow it save me from the old ways of thinking - decimate save me from the gold chase the number reduction to that oil slick seeps forever save me from the old ways of thinking - decimate save me from the gold chase the number running slave chase the number running slave chase the number running slave

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released October 27, 2017

Jeff Badolato - Bass
Mike Moore - Guitar/Vocals
John Santarelli - Drums

Engineered & Mixed by John Santarelli at Oil Can Studios
Mastered by Jay Frigoletto at Metronome

Music by Fire in the Field - Lyrics by Mike Moore
Fire in the Field Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved

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Fire in the Field Boston, Massachusetts

FITF makes an impression with their own furious style of heavy driving rock, pushing boundaries & exploring a melting pot of influences. The band’s signature endorphin-releasing, guitar-driven sound has a bluesman’s swagger with a punk heart. Frontman Mike Moore channels Hendrix via Prince, both musically and in showmanship, exploring the limits of the guitar with true abandon. ... more

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