TOOL tribute band SCHISM

TOOL tribute band SCHISM

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Hands down the best TOOL tribute band out there! America's first national touring TOOL tribute act. Enjoy impeccable renditions of TOOL's greatest hits performed live with a kick-ass mezmerizing multimedia light show which synchs to the music. Available for Hire. A must see show.

Biography

Bred n sped out of Manhattan, spiraling out...

ABOUT THE BAND - Not many cover or tribute bands out there ever attempt to engage in the raw talent, mysticism, and magic that is TOOL. But if you talk to four brave souls from New York City (Angelo Rivera - vocals; Michael Shaw- bass; Donald Pusateri - drums; Keith Williams- guitar); their love and passion for this music led them to form SCHISM. New York City's premier TOOL tribute band.

"We started this back in 2001, after seeing a TOOL show at Madison Square Garden. We simply loved the music and wanted to share it live with other TOOL minded fans" says SCHISM guitarist Keith Williams. "We've been a national touring act for almost 9 years now. This isn't something you tap your foot to, this is more of an interactive experience for listener. These songs are compositional masterpieces, which will be studied for years to come". If you've never had the chance to see TOOL live, here's your local opportunity." And truly a job well done. We invite you of the collective unconscious to share with us the experience of SCHISM.

Lyrics

46&2

Written By: James Maynard Keenan

My shadow's
shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

Pushit

Written By: James maynard Keenan (TOOL)

I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me.
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge and strike you down?

But you're
Pushing and shoving me.
You still love me and you pushit on me.

Rest your trigger on my finger,
bang my head upon the fault line.
Take care not to make me enter.
'cause if I do we both may disappear.

But you're pushing me,
Shoving me. Pushit on me.

Slipping back into the gap again.
I'm alive when you're touching me,
Alive when you're shoving me down.

But i'd trade it all
For just a little bit of
Piece of mind.

Put me somewhere I don't wanna be.
Seeing someplace I don't wanna see.
Never wanna see that place again.

Saw that gap again today
As you were begging me to stay.
Managed to push myself away,
And you, as well.

If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay,
You minimize my movement anyway,
I must persuade you another way.

There's no love in fear.

Staring down the hole again.
Hands upon my back again.
Survival is my only friend.
Terrified of what may come.

Just remember I will always love you,
Even as I tear your fucking throat away.
But it will end no other way.

The Pot

Written By: James maynard Keenan (TOOL)

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been outta your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead

Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass so
Don't go tossin' your stones around

You must have been high

Foot in mouth and head up ass
So whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out. boy,

You must have been so high

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the jury with the innocent

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must have been high!

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eye balls deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must've been...

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind

Weepin' shades of indigo
Shed without a reason *
Weepin' shades of indigo

Liar, lawyer - mirror, for you what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must've been high!

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Ganja? P-lease!
You must have been out your mind

Discography

TOOL TRIBUTE BAND SCHISM does em all...
Opiate
Undertow
Aenima
Lateralus
Salival
10,000 Days

Set List

We perform our setlists non stop w/ a multimedai show which synchs up with the setlist of the show. In 8 years we have never performed the same setlist twice.

Most current playlist:
ROSETTA STONED
FLOOD
TICKS N LEECHES
STINKFIST
SOBER
AENIMA
OPIATE
UNDERTOW
SCHISM
PUSHIT
HUSH
BOTTOM
THE PATIENT
46&2
COLD & UGLY
EULOGY
GRUDGE
INTOLERANCE
PRISON SEX
JERK OFF
PARABOL->PARABOLA
REFLECTION
CRAWL AWAY
4 DEGREES
VICARIOUS
LATERALUS
H
JIMMY
JERK OFF
THIRD EYE
SWAMP SONG
JAMBI (encore)
SWEAT
ROSETTA STONED
(basically all of them)