illicitizen

illicitizen

 New Orleans, Louisiana, USA
DuoRockSoul

Illicitizen is a varied mix of thought provoking lyrics, melodic bass grooves and spikey guitar backed by a stimulating beat. Dramatic vocals and hip shaking grooves make their indie soul politi-dance-rock a genre unto itself.

Biography

Illicitizen is an indie rock band formed in 2005 consisting of Eric Cavanaugh (lyrics, vocals and electric guitar) and Maria Zaccaro (electric bass). Both share in writing the music and programming the beats while Zaccaro takes charge of writing the synth orchestrations responsible for the big sound of their newest release "Feathers and Wax". Playing up and down the East Coast USA since their inception the duo gigs relentlessly and has been known to drive into natural disasters to pick up shows. Their eponymous debut was released in June of 2010. "Feathers and Wax" was recorded in early 2012 and released July 13, 2012. In June of 2013 the duo joined up with the creative wizards at Nightlife Productions and released a newly recorded (Mirrortone Music) version of "Needle."

Lyrics

Send a Message

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh andMaria Zaccaro

Set
On my wings
A man flies
Until the wax melts
Fell
to my death
A man’s depth
Is not beautiful
Send
A message
If you care
For the body
Fell
To the sea
The water
Is not here for me

Feathers and wax
Won’t hold my limbs aloft
Father
What were you thinking?

Sing me
Back to Athens
When the echoes come
You’ll find me there
Anoint my head
With the oil
A man’s depth
Is not beautiful

Feathers and wax
Won’t hold my limbs aloft
Father
What were you thinking?
Feathers and wax
Won’t hold my limbs aloft
Father
What were you thinking?
Feathers and wax
Won’t hold my head aloft
Father
What was I thinking?

Helicopters

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

In my-
heart of darkness
I will send a
helicopter
to retrieve you
from the embassy
rooftop over there
where the policies
left you stranded
from the empire’s
ramparts over head
where your love is
left abandoned
viet cong
king kong
bonus army
send in MacArthur
manila
Godzilla
a broken heart
send in my CV
Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they sent
reinforcements
they are not
replacements
they are not you
they can't be true
Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they hardened
your defenses
but left you
defenseless
you protect me
I'll protect you
In my
darkest hour
we will fight the
industry that
would enslave you
in the circus
in the theater
from the air we
catch them all
on the beaches,
on the landing fields,
in the streets and
on TV
Documents
governments
make monuments
spoiling your credit
we infidels
want stem cells
while imbeciles get
rock-paper-scissors

Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they sent
reinforcements
they are not
replacements
they are not you
they can't be true
Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they hardened
your defenses
but left you
defenseless
you protect me
I'll protect you

In my
weakest minutes
I will second
a chariot
to impress you
firebirds and
firebrands beat
old sedans when
rotors turn.
Owed her tender
odes to aircraft
aloft we go and
embrace the sky.

Valentines
X-ray Spex
Sea monkeys
Send in the coupon
A Skunk Ape
Great escape
Persephone
Is collecting flowers

Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they sent
reinforcements
they are not
replacements
they are not you
they can't be true
Everything
comes at too high a cost
Everything
might get lost
Everything
is Everything
they hardened
your defenses
but left you
defenseless
you protect me
I'll protect you

Letter for Gorky

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

I've got a letter for Mr Gorky. We had a meeting in the dark.You artists are irresponsible. We can't trust you to bear weight. You're always articulating and progressing postulates.moving an agenda isn't quite an honest living. Why don't you go to work and keep your family off of welfare? Moving on your merits isn't fair to all the others.why don't you speak more plainly and get with the program? There's a problem in McComb down at the Woolworth's some colored boys want service and they think this is a free country if he keeps giving me lip I’ll hand them a new martyr. Do you stupid bastards really think your safer now being smarter? We can tell that you're weary. We won't leave you alone. Watch us enhance your entropy. We are everything that you own. We've got a message for Dalton Trumbo We had a meeting on the hill. All unfriendly witnesses will be coerced to testify. If you don't get in line you'll find it difficult. Difficult to survive. Moving in your circles gets easier betrayal. Why don't you get a trade and quit agitating workers? We could find a place for you if you could show some loyalty. Why don't you take an oath and show us all how smart you are? There's some faggot up on Castro who thinks he is the Mayor. If he keeps on pushing boundaries we'll synthesize a martyr.We can't tell the difference, we treat you all unfair. Do you stupid bastards still think you're safer being smarter? (Repeat Chorus) I’ve got a cable for Bradley Manning. But he’s not getting mail off of the wire. Enemies are transient in time, geography. We’ve thrown a party under the bus. Making up proscriptions gets weaker by the instance. Geronimo has proven that we’re doomed as a species. The view from here is stunning, you can almost see them running. Just keep it to yourself or we’ll make you seem less cunning. We’ll engineer a way out, just like the DC Madame. Another martyr on the pile when we let you at him. That Okie kid in Quantico leaves questions that are harder. Do you stupid bastards really think you’re safer now being smarter? (Repeat Chorus)

shifty

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

shifty aint got time for your parables or prescriptions
he's done two tours in Afghanistan
if you make him promise he'll take you down with him
don't you even talk about that time he spent in jail

This is where I say something.
If I had something to say.
Cold Feet? More like Big Feet.
Hey Shifty

oh shifty, you’re looking good today
but the mileage on you is taking you away

He wondered what would Frank Sinatra do?
I told him he'd get a horn section.
I feel like I had a C section.

I believe we gotta put him in the ground
that aint no reason for ya'll to put him down

No Extras

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

Hey now
I like the way you look.
Those lips could charm my snake.
I have no intention
of making you an honest woman
but you give what I take (gtr solo)
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
-ch-
I don't say this to every lady in here.
But the one's that I have can testify.
When you get off this shift,
I'm a let let you catch my drift.
You will really lighten up that smile
Now I don't come around here making promises.
My predictions are a matter of science.
When you take off that dress,
I won't let you catch you breath.
In here tomorrow you'll be praisin' my style.
- ch-

Uncross those legs and your little fingers
Luck has not a thing to do with me.
I aint never had a righteous bone in me.
But you could get a righteous one in you.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
[Repeat Chorus]
No, I don't even need to know your history
Those other guys aint got nothin' on me.
Make up your mind to go forward or backwards sweetheart.
And back that thing up to me.
No, I'm not here to be your protector.
I am a standard known to industry.
I know you need to forget about your problems
So keep on barkin' up my tree.
(woof woof woof)
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.
Just like that.
No. Extras.

[repeat ch]
I don't say this to every lady in here. (but it's early, yet)
But the one's that I have can testify.
When you get off this shift,
I'm a let let you catch my drift.
You will really lighten up that smile (yeah I'm ready for my drink order)
Now I don't come around here making promises.
My predictions are a matter of science. (I don't feel "sexist.)
When you take off that dress,
I won't let you catch your breath.
In here tomorrow you'll be praisin' my style.

Nothing

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

Nothing you finish equals
Nothing you get for dinner is
Nothing you're living in is
Nothing

But don't take it personally
But don't take it sub rosa
But don't take it all alone
But don't take it sitting down

You have all of this industry
it has created all this technology
to keep you revolutionarily
left in the dark
with

Nothing is nice people in big houses
Nothing you catch standing with the homeless
Nothing to lose with your fear of
Nothing

You don't need a support group
you need a 2x4
turn on the light, this won't
get any eaiser
as you get older

Herd 'em up it's time for television
Programming starts Saturday's inception
Give it up tomorrow in confession
close your ranks at commercial
interruption of your

Nothing you are addicted to is
Nothing is a prerequisite for
Nothing is not preemptive war on
Nothing

But I digress...
You can take some prescriptions
leave a few notable clay disk inscriptions
leave some CULT/YOUR behind on the internet
hahaha

Herd 'em up it's time for television
Programming starts Saturday's inception
Give it up tomorrow in confession
close your ranks at commercial
interruption of your

Nothing is a gold standard for your
Nothing is an answer to the questioning of
Nothing is a national pastime of
Nothing

Listen, this is nothing new and improved.
People have been pulling this stunt since the beginning.
Don't you think there is a reason they make history dull?
Objectivity is not just an elective.

Make your Move
We've got some openings
Plenty of seating down in front
Row harder you'll get father
We now pause for station identification.

warsaw six gun

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

Syrenka has a Colt
she traded for her sword.
She's going for the Swede
who took her man away.
They offered her parole
but she'd rather walk away.
A witness never brings a knife
to a gun fight

She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...
She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...

The Swede was high enough
and the judges paid forward.
but she's out for her revenge
and she gave her man her word.
She'll wait 'til he's in range
in a tiny mini skirt.
She's working what she has
and she justifies her worth.

She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...
She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...

She tracked him in Cancun,
he likes expensive cars.
She has all the time she needs
to get just close enough.
He's running from this woman
who has his life in sight.
She's working what she has
and she testifies her love.

She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...
She knows no jail could hold him
she knows...

Syrenka has a Colt
she traded for her word.
She's going for the Swede
who took her man away.
They offered her parole
but she'd rather walk away.
A witness never brings a knife
to a gun fight

She knows the ground can hold him
she knows...
She knows the ground can hold him
she knows...
She knows the ground can hold him
she knows...
She knows the ground can hold him
she knows...

Orphan

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

Nicky's on the deck
Looking for the rain.
He's been to the Loft and
he's trying to get off.
On West 22nd,
later Mercer Street
Grace Jones and Loleatta
Put the fire to the feet.
don't hang the art
in the Gallery
don't hang the artist
in the Studio
we know how to chase the rabbits
it's something we learned in school
we know how to make it rain
but we never want to catch it
we know how to shake the jungle
chase the drums to make the storm
we know how to catch your eye
but we never will forget you
You're gonna tell me to get down
You are gonna tell me to get off
You are gonna help me to get down
all the way
You're gonna tell me to get down
You are gonna tell me to get over
You are gonna help me to get down
all the way -
Working isn't paying bills
if all they are is cost
park in paradise
and keep the lights on
Getting into you is
Getting through to you and
Getting inside you
is the surest hit
Getting into you is
Getting through to you and
Getting inside you
is the surest fix
we know how to raise the rafters
it's something we taught in school
we know how to laugh at pain
but don't let's make it habit
we can really shake our asses
chase the dancers in the storm
we know how to catch your eye
but we never will forget you
You're gonna tell me to get down
You are gonna tell me to get down
You are gonna help me to get down
all the way
You're gonna tell me to get down
You are gonna tell me to get over
You are gonna help me to get down
all the way

Epsilon

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

You are such a young star
you look so close and you
know that you are
beautiful, beautiful,
let's go, let go, oh

I like your stellar winds,
but you redshift as you head away
I have the blues for your
blueshift, in my spaceship
let's go, let go, oh take me.

They say you are a five,
but you're really a ten.
It's not IF I orbit,
but how and when.
I'll take the bow shock,
the heliopause.
let's go, let go, oh take me.

That unseen companion
means nothing to me.
He's just so much dust
in the infinity.
Yeah you got a date with
Luyten 726-8.
But that's so far away.
so far away.

We can meet for a picnic on
Eridani b.
I'll get some sandwiches
and turn off the TV.
You've the asteroid belts,
and what else?
Ooh we'll see, yeah
we'll see.

Needle

Written By: Eric Cavanaugh and Maria Zaccaro

I'm not the one that called you today
I'm not the one that stands in your way
I'm not the one that you take to your bed
I am the one in the back of your head.

Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle

I'm not the one driving the car.
You aren't the one alone in this bar.
I'm not the one with my head in your lap.
But you are the one that won't go away.

Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
Love is a drug, and sex is a needle

Your eyes are the flame and your lips are the fuse
your ass is the bomb that I'm trying to use
you can take it by mouth or pierce the skin
the only thing I ask is we can't be friends.

Love is a drug, and sex is a needle
God is a drug, and sex is a needle
Sugar is a drug and my television
slept with a needle.

A spoon full of syrup is small compensation
addictive incentives and pleasured sensations
your tolerance grows, and you're in my daydreams
you are the one that's taking me o-o-ver.