Butter The Children

Butter The Children

BandAlternativePunk

Butter The Children is an NYC-based quartet, newly signed to Downtown Records that features members of Le Rug, Sweet Bulbs, and Night Manager.he band blasts out satisfying post-punk/indie rock tunes that would make the perfect soundtrack to just about any flick revolving around road trips, wild parties, or young lovers.

Biography

Butter The Children
An Alt-Rock Band From Brooklyn, New York, USA
Biography – True Crime EP

To Be Released: August 16, 2013 on Downtown Records

File Next To: My Bloody Valentine, Merchandise, The Smiths, Waxahatchee, Wild Nothing, Blondie

Butter The Children, a four-piece post-punk group of indie lifers from Brooklyn, is your new favorite band if you like your rock with both fangs and pop ambition.

Built from the seeds of countless cool-kid favorites (Sweet Bulbs, Night Manager, Fiasco, Le Rug) and the dust of deep-borough warehouse venues, Butter The Children successfully summons the ghosts of underground rock music history like few of their contemporaries.

On their debut EP True Crime, the band mixes the textured melancholy of The Smiths, C86 bands' jangly guitars, the violently gauzy levitation of My Bloody Valentine and early Blondie's sweetly-punk melodicism into a refreshingly loud, dangerous and pop-conscious dagger.

True Crime feels like those perfect old punk albums where there's no excess – just a sugary dose of loud guitars, muscular bass, tsunami drums and morose lyrics about dejected wanderers.

Inna Mkrtycheva – Vox
Ray Weiss – Guitar
Max Kagan – Bass Guitar
Jordyn Blakely – Drums

Lyrics

spit it out

Written By: ray weiss,inna Inna mkrtycheva,jordyn blakely

Spit it Out
Thought I told you?Thought I told you?To spit it out, you?Spit it out, you?A strange disorder?Takes you over?So spit it out, you?Spit it out, you
Get into the business?We’ll see about that?I know that you need this?I know what you’re after?Get into the business?Pursue your passion?I know that you need this?I know what you’re after??Thought I told you?Thought I told you?To spit it out, you?Spit it out, you?Thought I told you?Hardly know you?But one more outburst?I get drunk without you
Get into the business?We’ll see about that?I know that you need this?I know what you’re after?Get into the business?Pursue your passion?I know that you need this?I know what you’re after?

mission hill

Written By: ray weiss,inna Inna mkrtycheva,jordyn blakely

?Mission Hill
If I were to be honest ?I’d disclose the persistent oddness ?Presiding over my subconscious?Crying out for some indulgence
One on the way in a minute?Every moment in time like a million?I’ve waited too long already?Need something to get me heady
I get so tired of always playing the fool?I said it’s high time I followed my own rules?Lost her head for a diabolical thrill?I made up my mind, I went to Mission Hill
To be honest ?I take comfort in being admonished?Provided I sleep safe and soundly?At the bottom of the river
One on the way in a minute?Every moment in time like a million?I’ve waited too long already?Need something to get me heady
I get so tired of always playing the fool?I said it’s high time I followed my own rules?Lost her head for a diabolical thrill?I made up my mind, I went to Mission Hill
I never signed up for this?I’m not perfect but who is
To be honest ?I take comfort in being admonished?Provided I sleep safe and soundly?At the bottom of the river

loose

Written By: ray weiss,inna Inna mkrtycheva,jordyn blakely


Killing time underwater?No more sons, no more daughters?You’re immune, I’m still bitter?Young at heart, lost forever
Got a party to crash, gotta get some ass?Can’t spend all my time at the overpass?I’m pretty stupid to think that anything lasts?Can’t spend all my time at the overpass
Barrel down an empty highway?I can’t see you on a clear day
Not an alcoholic, just drink like one?Hope you found your place out in the sun?And even though I know that the sentiment’s dumb?I can’t wait to tell you about all the fun
Got a party to crash, gotta get some ass?Can’t spend all my time at the overpass?I’m pretty stupid to think that anything lasts?Can’t spend all my time at the overpass

jack kemp

Written By: ray weiss,inna Inna mkrtycheva,jordyn blakely

?Jack Kemp
Met you once on the telephone?Now you know I’m no criminal?I’m wrapped in silk?House on a hill?Victim of my caveman instinct
Your words in a book?It’s been years since I got shook?Now you’ll remember my name?I promise we are the same
Heard you once in your cubicle?Poring over your English notes?I’m wrapped in silk?House on a hill?Victim of my caveman instinct
Your words in a book?It’s been years since I got shook?Now you’ll remember my name?I promise we are the same

fort knox

Written By: ray weiss,inna Inna mkrtycheva,jordyn blakely

Fort Knox
A crime of passion?Delayed reaction?Fracture in a foreign land?Such devotion to foggy notions?Never will they understand?You’re not a lawyer?You’re just a liar?Clinging to your native tongue?Cos you’re the martyr ?And you’re the villain?Trying to explode the sun
Your eyes are not yours?So instead you cling to stone?In a cold, dark cell unleash fury in droves
So manage all our expectations?Put ‘em in an empty room?Cos you’re the martyr?And you’re the villain?Raving about doom and gloom?The paranoia is no good for you?Everybody thinks you’re dumb?Cos you’re direct and a descendant?Probably could have killed someone
Your eyes are not yours?So instead you cling to stone?In a cold, dark cell unleash fury in droves
Your eyes are not your own?So you cling to stone?In a cold, dark cell unleash fury in droves

Discography

Butter The Children 7 song EP
Butter The Children, True Crimes, Downtown Records
releasing September 2013