Oddchild

Oddchild

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The product of the cumulative efforts of a group of dedicated musicians based on the West Coast of Canada, Oddchild has no boundaries, no rules, no equivalent. With their intentions fixed on the live show, Oddchild consistently delivers a performance as strong and accurate as it is loud. Very loud.

Biography

They're focused on the live show, and thus have crafted their songs accordingly. Their demo is a two-part, 25 minute monster of an arrangement called Being. Five other intricately conceived songs fill out an act so original, nothing else even comes close.

Lyrics

Being

Written By: Oddchild

You manifest your elegance in everything of beauty
yet taunt me from my peripheral
Your illusion fails to elude me, yet tricks me everytime
You have no idea how beautiful you are on me
...
Listen up now, if you desire to be my secret passionately
driven breathless spellbound and winded, foolishly beautiful
If you're gonna make me wait for nothing,
or at least til muddy waters end, then
I guess you shouldn't hold me down anymore

This is not the way it was when I thought I knew my first love
It was lacking something only you deliver
This is only sweet euphoria
Slip into your secret life with only you and I to beat time
Now we fly, just you and I
Stare into these eyes and feel lost for a while
Now we can fly, just you and I can reach such emotion
Will you promise to not let me go away

I rescued all of your worries
of ever hoping someone will forgive what you've done
You took advantage of all I've done for us
I miss you demonous angel who never comes back for more
Anymore
I can't take this anymore
The foe of our intimacy takes hold, cuts away at the twine
that holds two together
A fire soaked in wine

Being that I am this being that I am
I can't help the way I felt inside when you were mine
Emotions running wild, we were satisfied at one moment in time
O my treasure
My obstacle pleasure

Note to self again, you can't go on
thinking you're the only one alive
But its you dear, the reason why confusion dawns my wandering eye
To see how you'll manage to
or even if you'll survive
O my treasure
My obstacle pleasure

Do you feel my sympathy alone with you
Do you feel my sympathy belong to you

Pieces of you with me together give me such a high
Only to cause me a fall that I'll never forget
Stars backlit your silhouette
and your feminine pheromones pierce the mood beyond regret
With my hands on the curve of your lower back girl
You shudder and moan and say baby don't stop
Cause this won't last forever, sweat passion together
And suddenly you just took it all away from me
This being that you be
Has finally
set me free

Short Temper

Written By: Oddchild

hey, what's the matter with your face
what's the matter with the way you eyelids twitch
when you don't get your way
and why when temptation grows would you act a pawn
like a wide eyed weak one reaching for something that's not where you thought it was
why can't you deny your short temper
why'd you rat when you can't have it
all these aphrodisiaddicts can't help but think you're real
all these salivating whores kept you coming back for more
convinced you to take shape, take it like a chore
you're reaching for something that's not where you thought it was
why can't you deny your short temper
you've lost your human touch, and the right to explain yourself
you've lost your human touch, and the right to start it again your way
now you've lost yourself
be patient, don't make me settle for less
if it all feels helpless
just please don't go
see the calm this way, take a breath with me
breathe in what is left of your place
your place you go to calm, the eye of the storm, and start again
when your bathed in sin, I know
when persuasion comes out to play
it will find a way
here it comes, the crack down with the weight of the world
with your conscience deep inside your fist full of red glass sand

Scapegoat

Written By: Oddchild

when the rain slips by on all the wrong days
and the aid you desire is in all the wrong place
you roam for the answer somewhere stuck
beside the tail between the legs
and all your pain will goat instead
say that again more clearly
all the pressure's coming down
and I can't even remember what they said to see in you
was it sweet divine?
your sinful scenery won't help you breathe
if you refuse to take your fist out of your mouth
hearts need help to beat
cry out for your morbid scapegoat
stuck in what you made a game
all along I have tried
why do I waste my breath
I'm preaching to the choir now
for the last time again, I return
alone
yet I'm in it, I'm just a morbid scapegoat
stuck in what you made a game
all along I have tried
why do I waste my breath
I'm preaching to the choir now
for the last time again, I return
I return
in the face of the dead done time with the ghost
hands of time will loathe my way
I'm not suffering inside
just used but I feel good
when the moment inside of the cannon
has time to replace the moments you hide
wander ahead of the pride
yet I'm in it, I'm just a morbid scapegoat
stuck in what you made a game
all along I have tried and tried
why do I waste my breath
I'm preaching to the choir
that's the last time, never again will I return
never again

Mr. Big

Written By: Oddchild

constructed wisdom explains the past
though constructed past explains your fate
only one's left to blame
are those absent of shame
it's not our fools gold its yours to keep
if we fall in like your sheep
don't get muffled, down, round, and back again
keep this fuckin conduit and watch it grow
my reign won't end
create stardom from scratch
and the bland pores cool motion from your guide
true to fable you're unable to dismiss your little scam
herding, branding, squeezing, act like you give a damn
fuck this buddy, ...shit's bloody, find yourself another lamb
to follow suit and repeat
cause we are the broken sheep
don't get muffled, down, round, and back again
keep this fuckin conduit and watch it grow
my reign won't stop
Mr. Big show, didn't you know that I don't like your style
Mr. Big, when your world comes crashing down
this fall will break your crown
you must think you know me
don't set up the strings you provide
I make my own side
Mr. Big
hey Mr. Big show losing control
we're present to free music, let the beast go
crawl back to your office chair
and watch it grow

Discography

Oddchild's first EP "Being" was released to hungry ears mid-2006.

http://www.oddchildband.com

Set List

Mr. Big - 4.5 minutes
Short Temper - 12 minutes
Spoonfed - 4 minutes
Narcotic - 4 minutes
Cheap Shot - 3.5 minutes
Scapegoat - 7 minutes
Falling in Fantasy - 8 minutes
Being - 25 minutes

All original material, total running time without transitions: 68 minutes