Lucid Dementia

Lucid Dementia

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandMetalGothic

Lucid Dementia is an intensly, dark theatrical band led by a 6 foot tall alien creature puppet. Lucid Dementia sounds like a cross between Marilyn Manson & Nine Inch Nails as if it was performed by the Muppets freaking out because someone slipped caffeine into their kool-aid.

Biography

Lucid Dementia is a horror based hybrid mix of Metal, Electronic and Industrial music fronted by a female/male vocals combo.
"I don’t know quite what I was expecting, but quite frankly, I was blown away!!! This band is great! They’re Goth, punk, and tight as hell. I couldn’t stop pounding my feet and bobbing my head. I defy you not to get off!"
-John Aielli, KUT radio 90.5FM

Lucid Dementia has released their 4th full length album, “When The World Leaves You Behind”. A national assault of shows and promotions is planned, including local CD release parties and events. Follow up music videos are also in the works.
Lucid Dementia was first conceived in 1996 by founding band member Sheldon Reynolds, influenced by bands such as Thrill Kill Kult, Skinny Puppy and Marilyn Manson. He wanted to create fantastical, dark, electronic music, as well as a band that could perform it. By 1997 he released their first album “Twisted” whose title track was snapped up by the record label COP International and put on their all female industrial compilation “Deus Ex Machina”. This gave the band instant international attention and acclaim, which also led to the inclusion of 2 of their songs on the CBS television show “NCIS”.
Lucid Dementia is also the name of the puppet that leads the band, nicknamed “Luci” for short and is the lead singer of the band, giving the lead vocals its distinct puppetty, silly, but creepy sound. “Speaking clearly about demented subject matter” is also the idea behind the name, as told lyrically in each song, with some a little more “Dementia” than “Lucid” and visa versa. For the first few years Luci performed the entire show with the band, but now only opens the show, as a new insane character was created, as performed by Sheldon, which is similar to Luci in voice, but much more human in appearance.
Each strange performance is as unpredictable as it is disturbing and may involve blood, gore, body parts, or something as simple as a grotesque body movement fitting for the music. Lucid Dementia performances charge and excite the most placid of crowds and has performed for mainstream festivals such as the Pecan Street Festival, or for children at the San Antonio Haunted House: “Nightmare at Grayson” (They can perform at a G rating if needed) and have opened for nationally touring bands such as Clan of Xymox, Thrill Kill Kult and Switchblade Symphony. Lucid Dementia has won multiple awards within their genre, including winning twice the Best Goth/Industrial Band in the SXSW Austin Chronicle Music Poll.
Although in the past Lucid Dementia songs were based on the alien Luci’s contempt for mankind, the new album “When The World Leaves You Behind” is based on ghosts stories with upcoming music videos and performances (or rather “séances”) that will reflect this. This new conception of the band is sure to horrify and entertain audiences lucky enough to witness it.

Awards:
The 2010-11 Austin Music Awards Lucid Dementia placed 2nd as Austins Best Industrial Goth Band
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The 2004-05 and 2006-07Austin Music Awards:
Voted Best Industrial/Goth Band
Voted 4th Best Metal Band
Voted 3rd Best Punk Band
Sheldon Reynolds Voted 2nd Best Record Producer for his work
on "The List"
The Song "Controlled from the album "The List" has been nominated for Best Industrial Song in the 2006 "Just Plain Folks" Music Awards:
http://www.jpfolks.com/MusicAwards/2006/SongNominees.html
The 2004-05 Austin Music Awards:
Voted Best Industrial/Goth Band
Voted 4th Best Metal Band
Voted 3rd Best Punk Band
Sheldon Reynolds Voted 2nd Best Record Producer

Television:
The Songs "Twisted" and "Cannibal" have been used on the CBS Nationally Broadcast television show: "NCIS"

Movies:
7 Songs included in the Indie Horror Movie "Sweatshop" released in 2011.

Books: "Music To Die For" by Mick Mercer. An international guide to the worlds best Underground Goth music.

Lyrics

F.U.T.

Written By: Sheldon Reynolds

F.U.T.

Everyone I know, hates to show, what's inside of them.
Everyone I know, wants me to show, what's inside of me. (and I see...)
Everybodies got this fucked up thing
Everybodies got this fucked up thing
Everybodies got...
Everybodies got...
Everybodies got, this fucked, up, thing.

She, said, that, the middle of the road, was the best place to go, cause she didn't want to be the one to cause a problem, didnt want to be the one to bring attention.
She, said, that, when she was a child her father beat her, taught her to stay in the darkened corners, taught to be silent to avoid the punishment.
I, tried, to, show her how the world could be filled with love if she opened up her heart to the slings and arrows, opened up her heart to love I'd known.
She, said, that, she'd never open up to the concept love, her heart was stainless steel, and she would never let me in, no she would never let me in and...

Chorus

I've, tried, to, forget the memories of my youth, forget the sick and twisted things that occurred by the hands of ones that would hate my innocence.
I've, tried, to, bury the thoughts of the times I was caught and put through the motions of torture and embarassment, run though the ringer of a childhood trauma.
I've, learned, that, to stay in the middle is worse then death, to stay in the middle is a silent prison I had to get out, I had to get out.
I try, and I try, to repress, what's inside, and I'll never let you in, no I'll , never let you in, no I'll never let you in, and...

Chorus

When

Written By: Sheldon Reynolds

When
sickness like a blister she was stoleden all away
gone without a goodbye she was gone without a trace
and we searched into the thicket and we searched into the streets
we searched into the ditches and the valleys and the streams.

we put up all the posters and we sent out the alert
in hopes that with a little luck we'll find the girl unhurt
but the minutes turned to hours and the hours turned to days
and the night turned into darkness and our hope began to fade

and we cried and we cried that she'd crawl out of the hole
and we tried and we tried that she'd crawl out of the hole
and we screamed and we sighed that she'd crawl out of the hole
by some miricle design that she'd crawl out of the hole

and every second she's not found and every second gone
the night is growing darker and the parents sing this song:

when will you, come home?

Breaking down, Breaking down...

Somewhere in the darkness there's a vessel of despair
for all the pain he's brought this world won't leave him in repair
gone is any hope for peace his conciousness will tear
like a coat that's made of molten lead his guiltyness will wear

Innocence you've broken with you're dirty dirty hands
The beauty that you covet is made ugly by your hands
in your reflected image is not that of a mans
you're a sick and twisted bastard and the blood is on your hands

and we cried and we cried that she'd crawl out of the hole
and we tried and we tried that she'd crawl out of the hole
and we screamed and we sighed that she'd crawl out of the hole
by some miricle design that she'd crawl out of the hole

and every second she's not found and every second gone
the night is growing darker and the parents sing this song:

when will you, come home?

Heathen

Written By: Sheldon Reynolds

This song from the new upcoming album "Trickery" to be release in 2008.

Born into a faith that tells you your god is the righteous one
Born into a face that tells you your war is the holy one
Standing in your holy house dipping in the water
Followed like the sheep you are, dancing to the slaughter

Looking down on heathens that would dare to cross your path
Knowing in a blinded faith that they will feel your gods wrath
Here’s the reason that you love and more the reason what you hate
Tolerance is just a word that others say to desecrate

Lucky how you’re born to this the universal power
Here you stand above the rest watching in your tower
All the world should bow down to the god that’s in your pages
All the ones that would deny will suffer from gods rages

And I don’t believe
And I don’t believe
And I can’t receive
What your giving to me
I wish I could
But I’m glad that I can’t
Be something that’s good
That stands with your slant

I’m not worthy to go to your heaven
I’m not good enough to meet your god

Sacrifice, sacrifice, nailed unto the timber
To be a better martyr man you really must be limber
To bend the words to fit your path and stay within the facts
Bent so far the straw has come to break the camels backs

You will be forgiven for atrocities you commit
You will be awarded for the bodies that you split
No matter how abhorrent the things you do in this life
As long as your god says it’s good then you can wield his knife

Deep inside your blinded faith living is a seed
Telling you that all you follow may not really be
You shake your head declare resolve and scratch it with your tome
But keeping down the truth like that will burn you to the bone

Ah. Ah yi,
ah high livevighvo Embolyow Yebahnay Heylah
Hey Yamdayah Foyah Zehgay Limegah of Vayah
Lime BuhVay Ay VayLie
Dieduhvuhsie Vava Tanguy Whorah
Mondah Vlay I Hay How Lowar
Mondah Vlay Ah Songa Rabbah Hayndor
Bestor Ryme bar Rahbeh Dote de Zymegror
Ahmda Gaylah Dyzar Vriyow

Ignorance

Written By: Sheldon Reynolds

This song is from the new upcoming album "Trickery" to be released in 2008.

Ignorance is the root of all hatred

Hey, hey, hey are you O-KKK little man in your pretty white dress?
Standing on the steps with the sun on your face do you really think that anyone’s impressed?
Blow horn hate at full volume you grace the crowd expounding on your lack of progress
Inside the capitol leaders now touch themselves excited by the words that you press

Everybody does it, not everybody spreads it with a total lack of finesse
Even god expounds it, at least that’s what they teach you with the limited views, they possess
marching in a rythym that is set by your fathers you believe that your beliefs are the best
down your nose is a long way to look at those you fear and observe and oppress

Ignorance is the root of all hatred
Ignorance is the root of all hatred
Ignorance is the root of all hatred
Ignorance is the root of all hatred
I Love You, I Hate You, I Love You, I Hate You…

Rile up the country for another war lets go it’s easy when the enemy is queer
Everyone is different there surely they are evil lets kill everyone that’s not, like, here
Build up a support for it get everyone to worship it, give everyone a sense of what, to, fear
Too many atrocities are fueled by this monstrocity that even when it’s painful for them they, will, cheer

planted like a seed it grows until nobody seems to know when it first became a poison so severe
it’s easier to fall in line then try to shift out of the binds that don’t match up with the other cogs that’s in the gears
this fire, we dance with it, even try romancing it,
playing with an oven we are sure to get seared
but you better watch your back or you could end up in a sack when you are dancing with a puppeteer

the dumber you are, the better you feel,
life is so easy when you don’t have to deal
the dumber you are, the better you kill
life is so easy when you don’t know what’s real

(chorus)

this thing brings me to my knees
Man will find a cure for every disease
But there never will be a cure for this
no there never will be a cure for this
no there never will be a cure for this
no there never will be a cure for this

(Chorus)

Part

Written By: Lucid Dementia

I don’t want to be part of you
I don’t want to be what you are
I don’t want to be part of you
I don’t want to be what you are

So sad and decrepit, So obviously stupid
So low and inhuman, So horribly human
You mate with your money, You love all your money
I don’t think it’s funny, That you think it’s so funny
And I just keep running, To avoid from becoming
The thing that you are (And all that you are)
And all that you are (And all that you are)

All that I see, Is people unfree
Marching with glee, To a fascist decree
They follow the cry’s, They follow the lies
Raised without eyes, They don’t realize
And I just keep running, To avoid from becoming
The thing that you are (And all that you are)
And all that you are (And all that you are)

There’s a machine, deep in the scene
And everyone’s a number, that keeps the system clean
And if there’s a error, that breaks with the scheme
Then the error is corrected, by the system regime
110010110000110100010100111100101111
001000110000010000100001110111001111
000100000001110110000111100100011110
00011111111…

Fall Apart

Written By: Lucid Dementia

Live a life of tatters living one day at a time
Keep above the waters and not get out of line
Doing what they tell me and sticking to the grind
You ever get the feeling that your losing your mind?

I don’t care, What you think of me
I don’t care, What your little brain, perceives
I don’t care, what you think of me just leave me alone
I don’t care, What you do, with, your life
I don’t care, As long as I’m not under your knife
I don’t care, I’m not one of you so leave me alone
I try to make a difference but it falls apart
I try to mend the stitches of my broken heart
But the weight, of the world, on my back has brought it tumbling down

I’m ready to let everything fall apart…

I have tried, To get my life back into line
I have tried, But now I know I’ve run out of time
I have tried I have tried but now the meaning has died.
I have tried, To keep this chaos locked up inside
I have tried, To turn my cheek and let anger slide
Off the back of a worm that is eating me alive

It’s eating me inside
I’m ready to destroy it.

AXE

Written By: Lucid Dementia

Here. I'm standing here. Waiting. For the axe to fall.
Why. Why should I fear? By now I am used to it, let the axe fall.
And I swear. By the times I have clawed. Out of the dark. Let the axe fall.
And here. We all stand here. Waiting for them to, let the axe fall.

Were sick of your shit, were sick of your crimes
Were sick of the spit, you fling in our eyes
Here is my neck, laid out on the deck
Put it on check, and let the axe fall…
…and cut it off.

Fear. Spread by deceit. Spread like disease, let the axe fall
Control. You fight for my soul. Now there's only a hole. Let the axe fall
Fight. Or flight. Just try it and see. And let the axe fall
And We. We all stand here. Were waiting for them to try. Let the axe fall.

Break

Written By: Lucid Dementia

Watching and waiting for some little measure
Down in the gutter we wait for our turn
Wretched and cold we are desperate and hungry
Just for a glimmer so bad that it burns
Walking on streets that are worn by your leather
The sunshine must feel good on your delicate hands
Can’t you see the shadows in the corner of your eyes?
Can’t you hear the moaning, the sobbing and the cries?

Why can’t we get one break?
Why can’t we just get one break?
All that we want is to live in the sun
Why won’t you give us a break?

Broken and battered we fight for position
Hoping that someday our chance will arrive
Slipping in the mud we resolve determination
Gripping what’s left with the dream still alive
There you are passing you choose not to notice us
Living in the shadows, trying to stand
Hoping that someone will notice us dying here
Hoping that someone will reach out their hand

Falling, falling, darkness, is calling
Reaching, grabbing, screaming, crawling
Waiting for the day, when we’ll have our say
Falling, falling, falling, falling

Pie

Written By: Lucid Dementia

Feeling, lost again, Knowing, I just don’t belong in this world
Feeling, so angry, Knowing, that I am not one of you.

The Cannibals, of mind control
A peace of me, is torn apart
Now my soul, is in a hole
And Everybody wants to eat a piece of my heart

Lost in a world that is filled with zombies
Trying to be what they see on the tee vee
Everywhere I look I’m surrounded by sheep
I try not to trip cause it gets so deep

And I, can’t, change, you
And you won’t change me
What can I do
When You won’t let me be

Everyone I know is some kind of whore
I’m for sale too that’s what I’m singing for
if there’s no money in it then I’m out the door
I give all I can and you just ask for more

And I, can’t, change, you
And you won’t change me
What can I do
When You won’t let me be

I’m so tired of fighting
I’m so tired of all the dying
When will they stop lying?
I’m just ready to make it, all go away.

Deadly Sally

Written By: Lucid Dementia

Deadly Sally

Here is a tale of torture and revenge
Disguised as a beauty Sally leads us to an end
Once before, she was a beautiful soul
Trusting, innocent, without a hold
got mixed up with an unpleasant fold
Took advantage of her undoubting role
"She lives so perfect," they exclaimed
"Not a crack in her past or a crevice to blame."
"Let's play a trick to teach her pain"
So they devised a plan, to test her refrain
One spooky night, they told her a surprise
Was deep in the woods, in the shape of a prize
A party for Sally that was the guise
So she followed them in, fooled by their lies
"NOW!" said a kid, and on her head threw a sack
Then they tied up her hands in a senseless attack
laughing they fled without once looking back
alone in the woods she wandered in the black
Days went by, Sally unseen
the town got together and searched out in teams
"Out in the ditch!" someone's mom screamed
there was her body, but her head was not seen

Deadly Sally, she's only a head
Poor sweet Sally is back from the dead
Run from her, no matter what is said
For she may kill you as you sleep in your bed

Months went by and Sally’s death was unsolved
The guilty ones tried, but they couldn't evolve
Restlessly they slept due to guilt not dissolved
Waiting in their dreams Sally had this resolve:
"You were my friends, or so you lead me to believe
I'm coming back to kill you for what you did to me."
Then all the children could do nothing but grieve
As Sally came at night with only death to achieve
She glared into their eyes until their bodies were dust
and before they dropped dead Sally laughed with disgust
Her killing went on, as it was her new lust
Now Sally waits to harm those she doesn’t trust
So let this be a message to those who harmed her soul
For she never wanted anything more than to be whole
Sally was an innocent seeking some control
But the evil children laughing left her body in a hole.
Now every night as it starts getting late
Anyone involved in her death will meet their fate
There’s nowhere to hide, for she’ll find you like bait
Finally her revenge is fulfilled by her HATE

Discography

2013: "When The World Leaves You Behind"
Self Released and Distributed by "Buried Productions"
2008:
"Trickery"
Self Released and Distributed by "Buried Productions"
2004:
"The List"
Released and distributed by "Buried Productions".
2000:
"Song For Newborn"
Released and distributed by label: "Buried Productions".
1997:
"Twisted"
Released and distributed by label: "Buried Productions".

Set List

A typical set is about 50 minutes long = about 10 songs. We have enough material to play 120 minutes, but we are a high energy show, and audience members heads have a tendency to explode after an hour of us.
As for covers, we can work up special requests if we have at least 2 weeks advance notice, otherwise we don't usually play them.