Narayan

Narayan

BandAlternativeRock

"Aural goodness out of New Jersey... it's very, very catchy electronic rock." - The Core FM

Biography

It's not quite rock. It's not quite electronica. But it sure tastes good. Through years of research and development, the group has successfully made a musical zygote from an electronica egg and an alternative rock sperm cell. Proving that it is possible to write "very, very catchy electronic rock" abound with lyrical depth.

Public response to the debut album, A King Declares Strength, has been overwhelmingly positive; invading both terrestrial and internet stations alike. The band had been featured in GRock Rising, and WDHA's Home-Grown Spotlight. The album debuted at #16 on 7digital's Indiestore charts and is available on iTunes. Hear what Stuart A. Hamilton, senior editor of Zeitgeist, calls "cracking tunes on offer, with nary a duff one in sight."

After months of composing in front of an apparatus of cathodes, diodes, and guitar picks, Narayan is hard at work on the proverbial road; a full east-coast tour is also in the works along with a tentative slot on the Vans Warped Tour. The tight-knit lineup, which prides itself on its extremely energetic live performances, includes Thom Becker on drums, Bahadir Erdem and Russell Helfman on guitars, and Vyom Pandit on vocals and synths.

Narayan recorded and mixed A King Declares Strength at Semitone Studios NJ. Mastered by Emily Lazar at The Lodge NYC (The Prodigy, Depeche Mode, Garbage), the debut album is already generating a buzz throughout the independent circuit. But you won't find a brainchild anywhere.

For Booking: Narayan.Audio@gmail.com

Lyrics

Third November

Written By: Vyom Pandit

3am and here we are again.
Everything that mattered much was gone when I woke up.
It's just your picture on the wall again.
I'm choking back the tears you made me cry to no avail.

Goodbye, goodbye.
I took your hand before you died
because I'm not sure where you're going,
too afraid to leave your side.
Goodbye, goodbye.
I know there's no hope this time,
even when your words were fading
on that third November night.

And with a stare that pounds my brain
I could've sworn I thought I heard you call my name,
telling me to turn around.
We all fall down sometimes we burn,
but everything is temporary.
Everything is temporary.

And in my head I'm screaming differences of what could have been.
But my hope was gone the day I saw your beating heart give in.

Goodbye, goodbye.
I took your hand before you died
because I'm not sure where you're going,
too afraid to leave your side.
Goodbye, goodbye.
I know there's no hope this time,
even when your words were fading
on that third November night.

Every moment that I breathe I breathe for you.

So goodbye, goodbye.
I took your hand before you died
because I'm not sure where you're going,
too afraid to leave your side.
Goodbye, goodbye.
I know there's no hope this time,
even when your words were fading
on that third November night.

Interrogator

Written By: Vyom Pandit

You gave me all, but I want more.
It took everything you had to get off that floor.
You took the fall for what I've done.
It's such a shame to watch you suffer anymore.

Just give it a rest.

Don't it feel good when I've got you down on your knees.
The clock is twitching, but I just don't want you to leave.

Just give it a rest.

Is there something wrong?
Have I gone too far?
Why can't you scream quietly anymore?
What have you done?
I couldn't have tied it any tighter for you.

Just give it a rest.

And don't it feel good when I've got you down on your knees.
The clock is twitching, but I just don't want you to leave.

Don't look away; it could be you on the other side of that cage.

Just give it a rest.

And don't it feel good when I've got you down on your knees.
The clock is twitching, but I just don't want you to leave.

The Receiving End of Silence

Written By: Vyom Pandit

If this is how it ends,
I would die for one more day.
But everything stays the same.
I could apologize,
but my words end up in vain.
Somehow I knew it would be
the last time that we speak.

And now I'm dying for a reason.
(Time and time again we all wish the same thing.)
But on the receiving end of silence.
(Every word we say they aren't listening.)

We kill with our fingertips
and lie with our promises.
Will the world wake up tonight?

There is nothing left here
but the deadliest photograph.
All the time spent by your side
is slowly fading away.

And now I'm dying for a reason.
(Time and time again we all wish the same thing.)
But on the receiving end of silence.
(Every word we say they aren't listening.)
It would be the last time that we speak.

When will they stop?
I'm dying for a reason now.

And now I'm dying for a reason.
(Time and time again we all wish the same thing.)
But on the receiving end of silence.
(Every word we say they aren't listening.)

We kill with our fingertips
and lie with our promises.
Will the world wake up tonight?

One More Empty Moment

Written By: Vyom Pandit

So this is what it means to feel,
and this is what it feels to hurt.
It's like once you learn to crawl,
they split an atom beneath you.
I could tell from your positronic breathing.
I could tell from the way you feign your smile;
your uncut umbilicord.
I really thought I could save you.

One more empty moment on a Thursday morning,
what you thought was a heart is breaking.
Save a place in heaven. Save a place in heaven,
what you thought was a love is taken.

In a split second the whole world changes,
and it'll never be the same again.
It's like, "Welcome to the world.
Are you ready to leave yet?"
I could tell from your systematic weakness.
I could tell the infection in your wires
is unfettered through your bones,
yet I would never forsake you.

One more empty moment on a Thursday morning,
what you thought was a heart is breaking.
Save a place in heaven. Save a place in heaven,
what you thought was a love is taken.

I failed you..
(So this is what it means to feel,
and this is what it feels to hurt.
It's like once you learn to crawl,
they split an atom beneath you.)

I failed you...
(So this is what it means to feel,
and this is what it feels to hurt.
It's like, "welcome to the world.
Are you ready to leave yet?)

Caught Up In A Casualty

Written By: Vyom Pandit

You're cold.
We are screaming out.
Might or might not mean it;
We're divided now.
Tied up, bound, and gagged all for you.
I know exactly what you're thinking.
I'll put the words right in your mouth.

We're afraid.
You'd be nothing without it.
Got the whole world in your hands,
so do something about it.
They say, you can taketh it away.
I say, I'd rather be dead than afraid.
I know exactly what you're thinking.
I'll put the words right in your mouth.

Caught up in your casualty?
Locked up in your misery?
So what? Happens everyday,
Took off for a holiday.

Let down
By your apathy.
Disillusioned from altercations in your name.
What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?
I know exactly what you're thinking.
I'll put the words right in your mouth.

Caught up in your casualty?
Locked up in your misery?
So what? Happens everyday.
Took off for a holiday.

Everything. Everything. Everything would be better if...

Fiction

Written By: Vyom Pandit

Some call it love.
I call it fiction.
Call it anything that you want;
it's your contradiction.
But don't question why.
We can make a church into a shelter.
We can build a mosque into a bunker.
We'll turn a baby to a bomber.

Nobody's safe in here.
No one is safe in here.

We're victims of fiction, we put the poison in the cure.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
We're victims of fiction, but gravity always wins the war.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
Everything is premeditated yeah.

And in the back of my head,
For everyone a plan
you'll never seem to understand.
We can make a star into a car bomb.
We can make a cross into an H-bomb.
A crescent moon into a carry-on.

No one is safe in here.

We're victims of fiction, we put the poison in the cure.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
We're victims of fiction, but gravity always wins the war.
Everything is premeditated yeah.
Everything is premeditated yeah.

And it's hard to carry on.

White Picket Trenches

Written By: Vyom Pandit

Hey Johnny, I've got a new drug,
guaranteed to make you feel good.
Stab it down into your blood
Soon it'll feel just like it should.
A little pain never hurt anybody;
Small price to leave your troubles behind.
Hey Johnny I'm so sorry;
Such a shame I never thought you would die.

Welcome to a teenage frontline

Hey Joey, we don't need money;
You got the key, to daddy's locker.
Don't you worry; it's not loaded;
he would never keep the bullets inside.
We don't need supervision;
we'd just be wasting his time.
Pulling the trigger was your decision,
but you forgot to kiss your brother goodbye.

Welcome to a Teenage Frontline.

Hey Judy, let's go for a ride.
I'm the killer that you met last night.
Baby girl, you're only fourteen
You're too good for me, you're too good for me.
I saw your profile I know who you are
Through wickets of white picket fences.
Strangulation I'll leave you naked
with a ring on your finger baby, dead at the scene.

The war's around the corner,
dead at the scene.

Discography

Narayan - Third November (Single)
Narayan - A King Declares Strength (Full-Length Debut Album)

Set List

Narayan can accommodate any set length from 20mins-1hr.

Originals:
Preface
Interrogator
Third November
The Receiving End of Silence
Caught Up In A Casualty
One More Empty Moment
Fiction
White Picket Trenches
Seventeen Years to Say Goodbye
The Resistance

Covers:
You - Radiohead
Black Celebration - Depeche Mode