Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

 Portland, Oregon, USA
BandRockAvant-garde

We started as a ska band, but now we've moved so far from that genre that it's hard to define exacly what we sound like. Basically we like to tell people we're a progressive rock band with horns but we bring so much to the table that it'll be entertaining and engaging to just about everyone.

Biography

Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction are a seven-piece progressive, experimental rock group from Corvallis and Portland, Oregon. While they can be compared to a small handful of other rock groups today, they seek to follow in no one’s footsteps. What started as a lighthearted 3rd wave ska band has become so much more, as every step they take with ever newer material carves their niche deeper and deeper. All multi-instrumentalists of diverse musical backgrounds, Target for Tomorrow aims to bowl over barriers and craft a sound apart from the rest.

Lyrics

Caricaturea (I)

Written By: Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

You bore my afflictions, grave addictions
So I’d make a name for myself
Would it rise occasions or persuasions?

As developed authors gleaned few honors
From the revered of elite,
From the bitter stillness came a new mistress…

When we dared to dream into the brimming world that founded fame
We found a path to where people come to forget their own names
What calculating businessmen we are, to sustain such an industry
But honey, if we forget how to live happily, hush, pretend that it doesn’t matter

Don’t tell your brothers, nor another
Your character, it’s just a game
Successful sister, not a whisper

The road, it weaves us sweet soliloquies
(omit our commitments again)
Yeah, but shadowed secrets soon no longer…

When we dared to dream into the brimming world that founded fame
We found a path to where people come to forget their own names
What calculating businessmen we are, to sustain such an industry
But honey, if we forget how to live happily, hush, pretend that it doesn’t matter

Honey, if we forget how to live happily,
Hush, pretend that it doesn’t matter

‘Cause I hid so long from the light
No, this isn’t right
I Fear I’ll answer for this tonight
On my knees, I swear to repair
To negate all despair
But right now, dear, I need you to come with me

Honey, if we forget how to live happily,
Hush, pretend that it doesn’t matter

I don’t believe it
I won’t believe it
I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
I should have seen it
I can’t believe it
I should have seen it

Code Names

Written By: Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

A businessman of sorts
What welcoming new scenery
Eyes closed, I’d count to three
But still remained his shape
Mother dear, do you know what you’ve brought home?
‘Cause it doesn’t take a prodigy, or an oddity
To split the jaws and reveal the teeth
Yeah, I knew, I knew
And how I wish she would’ve seen
If she could learn to hold her head up high

Whispers of persons I never, ever knew
Just old games and code names are all he’s selling you
What targets remain, what tomorrow lies ahead
When the children shut their eyes,
When they’ve all been put to bed?

From an honest man, of course
What this world has done to you
Hard to believe it’s true
But you can tell your friends
Your bitter boys deserve the right,
It wasn’t them, started the fight
We’re gonna take good care of you
But never mind what you do
Just lock and load
A trigger pull will cover up what’s inside

Whispers of persons I never, ever knew
Just old games and code names are all I’m selling you
What targets remain, what tomorrow lies ahead
When our family shuts its eyes,
When we’ve all been put to bed?

Whispers of persons I never, ever knew
Just old games and code names are all he’s selling you
What targets remain, what tomorrow lies ahead
When the world shuts its eyes,
When our future’s left for…

Collections

Written By: Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

Step up to the camera and give us a smile
You are welcome to stay, well, at least for a while
Just button up, dress down, you’re one of the elite
But by winter, your anthem rings so bittersweet

To make you so sickeningly famous
Bore fine print you prayed you could ignore
From debts you never dreamt of owing
There was nowhere to run, collections was knocking at your door

Seems what I’ve spoken to writers whose words did adore, was just
Ink unto what pages have signed me up for

I’m passing the lake, strange shapes laugh
Their crooked jeers scratch the sour roof of the mouth in my ears
It’s starved, and uprooted like the grass in the yard
Dog neighbor screams as if to say I’m better off that way

Petulant son, we always loved you
But we don’t know you anymore

To make me so sickeningly famous
Bore fine print I prayed I could ignore
From debts I never dreamt of owing
There was nowhere to run, collections was knocking at the door

Head for the hills, holes I’ve dug, they’re so riddled with pain, and when
I try to bury what clouds already witnessed, I just sit in the rain
And oh, don’t you love how it pours, the way it washes over everything
Their design was to put me away down below with my beautiful surrender

Like a fog from a mirror, they’ve gone
I admit each and every single wrong
Please forgive everything I have done
Every bitter note and sour song I’ve sung

Well, I never, again, ever
Will commit such abuse on another
I’ll be damned if I let myself tear us apart
Let’s reach up, and reach out to each other

I can’t belong to a system of lies
Here to steal us away, well I dare them to try
As we make our escape, I can still hear their cries

While our need to exploit leads us oft to deceive
We remain unrepentant as long as we believe
That when melodies ring, it is we who are singing
The sound that can clean any conscience

Silence (II)

Written By: Target for Tomorrow and the Horns of Destruction

Your voice a soothing sip of medicine
For sight and sound are all that I have left
And though my lips stay fixed, I’m almost sure
You hear what rises from my chest

Now that everything is backwards
Stuck behind a pane of glass
Wiser now than ever
Trekking on without a map

Time and time again I mislead
A heart which now I’d die to heal again
How long can love unspoken weather
This storm of silence in my bed?

Now that everything is backwards
Stuck behind a pane of glass
Wiser now than ever
Trekking on without a map

Hands are tied, the puzzle’s picked apart
I watch the picture ‘fore my eyes dissolve
I wonder now what happens at the end
Will grace offer its hand to us all?

As birds without wings dream of sky
Tonight finds none regretful as I
The better man I’ll be should I…

Discography

Full Length:
Volume One: The Devastator

EP's:
Volume Zero

Both can be streamed for free at targetfortomorrow.com

Set List

Original Music (in no particular order):
- Now Boarding
- The Kings
- What Else
- Need your Goodnight
- Code Names
- Going Down
- Sacred
- Won't You
- Caricaturea (I)
- Silence (II)
- Penance (III)
- Collections

Covers (Current and past)
- Thriller :: Michael Jackson
- Sellout :: Reel Big Fish
- Who do you want to be? :: Oingo Boingo
- Blues Brothers Theme Song
- Mastering the List :: RX Bandits
- Apparition :: RX Bandits
- Somewhere in the Between :: Streetlight Manifesto