John-Severin & The Quiet 1s

John-Severin & The Quiet 1s

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John-Severin and The Quiet 1s play real NYC rock n roll. The members are mainstays of the NY scene, having played in myriad bands for almost 10 years. The Quiet 1s kick out a noisy, danceable good time, with a constantly shifting, varied sound; from introspective ballad to distorted fist pumpers.

Biography

John-Severin and The Quiet 1s are comprised of half of the members of NY cult heroes, The Brooklyn What. John, Doug, and Jesse, have played in various bands for almost 10 years, including, The Black Tie Party, Mollify, The Rocksteady Explosion, The Tape Deck Disaster, and The JFE. In addition, the band features singer/guitarist Saruh Lacoff, who's pristine vocals through the distortion. John-Severin and The Quiet 1s have a wide range of influences. From Sonic Youth to Otis Redding, The Jesus & Mary Chain to Prince. The Quiet 1s have a fierce, in-your face sound, but do not shy away from a more nuanced songwriting; going between loud fuzzy rockers, and more softly complex compositions.

Lyrics

Prince St.

Written By: John-Severin and The Quiet 1s

You were waiting on my table
at some Prince street café
where I'd go to hear some Motown and fake the good old days
I was disappointed,
you wouldn't leave,
yours a name without retrieve
you were smiling,
I didn't care,
but it wasn't much to stare at

when the transport offered
a third lapse
condescendingly collapse
neighborhood bypasss

and some mess in between,
you know exactly how I mean
brushing bedroom smoke unseen,
off some single track regime
all repressive
and depressive from fifteen

You were staying at your sister's
new apartment out west
between Chelsea and the village
and a place you would like best
I was hesitating,
you weren't pleased,
back unhinged against the screen
we were working quickly,
a quiet upset,
workday built along your neck

it's a quarantine process
strikes elaborate nonsense
we glance with silence

Jackie-O Pose

Written By: John-Severin and The Quiet 1s

I feel safe riding in a fast car
speeding past
the sparkle of the asphalt
maybe its because
I can finally think clearly
maybe I just don't know it
well enough yet
and I'm set,
I'm set

your voice shakes
when you speak in public
juicy when you speak in spanish
but you're not my exotic
and i'm not your erotic
and i'm sure that I'm never gonna see you again
not even friends,
when you're not even friends

I wish I could take a photo of you
asleep in your car
on the first warm day
when it gets like this
I have to let it slip
cause with mine its better than slipping away

Riot Queue

Written By: John-Severin and The Quiet 1s

When the riot on the beach let out no one told you when to scream
It was just like they said
in the magazine
There was nowhere to move, nowhere to be
and being nowhere is so much easier than to actually know
what it is that you mean

so get out
(calling all cars,
come in, ten four now)
get out of here
we can change our audience now, shut em down
with that pacifying sound
get out
(calling all cars,
better go on hit the floor now)
get out of here
we can change this viewer now,
shut em down with another
fake rebellion's sound

They threw their money down at you from their seats way up in the sky
I'm talking kevlar greenback
olive branches
swallowed every single bullet
as its buzzin on by, you know
Pretty soon I had to leave the place can't stand that kind of TV rights bidding war
Yeah I might be a bit of a cynic,
but you don't even know what it is that you're fighting for

Autumn, Come On

Written By: John-Severin and The Quiet 1s

Friends move to the Midwest,
to Siberia, plan trips to Texas,
and Carolinas,
build mansions across
from my parent’s house
Work and grumble, pour hot coffee, burn their hands,
ruin their new shoes
Fold t-shirts and jeans,
clean pharmacies,
walk dogs, work projects,
take photos, send to me, they say

Autumn come on,
don’t you take any longer now
cause this summer’s
just been draggin’ me around
Stuck to a couch with bad poetry, failed music,
none of this is new to me
but I’ll be basking
in the moonlight
til the snow comes down

Shirtless in this stark corridor,
my family’s vacant apartment trashed
with harmonica trickles
transversely peeling hallpaper back
sneaking instruments
that I can’t place,
hang and wane on ginger airwaves
but I don’t know any better
when it always gets worse
so just wake me when they learn
to put the days in reverse, I said…

Autumn come on,
don’t you take any longer now
cause this summer’s
just been draggin’ me around
Stuck to a couch with bad poetry, failed music,
none of this is new to me
but I’ll be basking
in the moonlight
til the snow comes down

Phone’s heavy, crumbling brick against my soggy hair and temple
struggle to hear what you said,
on the other line,
shaking water furiously
out of my ear…..
I’m pretty sure it was…..

Never Love Nobody Else

Written By: John-Severin & The Quiet 1s

They say that second chances are
the exceptions to the rule
I say that second chances are only
for first time fools
When you see her sittin there,
you can’t be waiting around
You better seize the moment,
‘for the moment puts you down

Get a hold of her, tap her shoulder,
soon as she walks in the room
Or she’ll be gone faster than I can tell you
If you don’t touch her right now
you won’t never love nobody else

You think your love’s so special,
but i‘ll tell ya you’re wrong
Love comes dime a dozen
so you better get a move on
You gotta fight for her hand,
you gotta make her believe
Ain't nothing better than the forever
of a good man’s squeeze

You gotta slide right up, not abrupt,
show her you’re not on the take
Sincerity don’t walk away
for god’s sake
If you don’t touch her right now
you won’t never love nobody else

No one said it would be easy to win her hand
I was you once too, but you gotta understand
I’ve seen the sad absence of things
that good men won’t do
and if you been doin nothing
nothing’s gonna come to you

So go on hurry, don’t worry,
don’t let your mind trip you up
Your heart is open,
your caress should be enough
If you touch her right now
she won’t never love nobody else

Discography

Get Quiet EP [Pozar Records, 2009]

more info at
http://pozarrecords.com/poz008.html

Set List

Our sets usually run between 35 minutes-45 minutes, but we can play longer.

typical set list-
Emergency Drone
Prince Street
Riot Queue
Never Love Nobody Else
Raymond Joshua is Dead
Railroads
Medicine Babies
This Is Something You Knew Years Ago
I'll Be Around
Jackie-O Pose
Something You'll Get Over
Thursday
All I Really Want

covers include:
Far Gone and Out- Jesus and Mary Chain
Purple Rain- Prince
This Year- Mountain Goats
My Girl- The Temptations