the neurotransitters

the neurotransitters

BandAlternativeAdult Contemporary

Hook filled choruses, melodic basslines, spidery guitar work and inventive drumming all place the primary focus on the song itself. Exactly where it should be.

Biography

Having the luxury of three years in the rehearsal room, as well as access to the choicest pickings from The Darryl Gray Songbook, gave The Neurotransmitters the chance to develop and find their own sound without having to put a foot on stage. It also allowed them to master a repertoir of over three hours of original material, with which they have the ability to tailor their sets to allow for any conceivable venue or support slot without any compromise to their artistic integrity.
Not that the band haven't done the hard yards. The last two years has seen The Neurotransmitters venture south annually to convert the locals of such localities as The Lansdowne, Sydney, The Espy in Melbourne and The Grace Emily in Adelaide, as well as most places in between. The last year has also seen the band play at Brisbane venues like The Rev, The Alley, The Zoo and The Troubadour as well as shows with The Heavenly States from the U.S. and Sydney Triple J favourites Peregrine. The band last played during The Valley Fiesta at The Troubadour with Andrew Morris.
2005 is looking like being a big year for The Neurotransmitters with the recording of their debut album in September, their recent appearance in their first feature film (of which they contributed 9 songs to the soundtrack) and the filming of the video clip for their debut single.
It might be a good idea to catch The Neurotransmitters while you can. There is no telling what will happen in 2006.

Lyrics

A Day In Your Wife

Written By: Darryl Gray/ The Neurotransmitters

I spent a day in your wife
she lured me back into your bed
she picked me up in a bar
and in the taxi home gave me head

she kissed me hard on the mouth
and stood away to slip off her dress
she took hold of both my hands and
placed them firmly upon her breasts

she said that
I'm no whore
i wanted more
he's never here
you know the score
I think you'll find
if you don't mind
I've done this kind
of thing before

Chorus
Because I need love
just like anyone else
won't you help me try
to forget myself
In the morning I'll
send you on your way home
so tomorrow night
I can be alone
with a stranger

I spent a day in your wife
she was lying flat on her back
she'd never come in her life
and I sure wasn't giving her that

In the black of the night searching through my clothes in a heap
trying to not make a sound
knowing that your kids were asleep

she said that
I'm no whore
i wanted more
he's never here
you know the score
I think you'll find
if you don't mind
I've done this kind
of thing before

Chorus
Because I need love
just like anyone else
won't you help me try
to forget myself
In the morning I'll
send you on your way home
so tomorrow night
I can be alone
with a stranger

Out Of Touch

Written By: Darryl Gray/ The Neurotransmitters

When Dad went away
he took with him more than his life
the heart of his son
the whole and the soul of his wife
every night when I pray
just to see he's okay
and to see if he misses us much
he doesn't reply
I guess it's cause we're out of touch

When Dad went away
he left me the man of the house
But Mum doesn't mind
all quiet and shy as a mouse
Almost every night
I ask if she's alright
but it's hard with her crying and stuff
she don't say a word
I guess it's cause we're out of touch

how could he leave me like this
all broken and down on the floor
I can't believe that he did and there's nothing that I would want more

Since Dad went away
everyones acting so weird
They point and they stare
I feel like I'm wearing a beard
All the teachers at school
ask me if I am cool
but I dont like the fighting and fuss
I keep to myself
I guess it's cause we're out of touch

When Dad went away
he left me his bullets and gun
We'd shoot at tin cans
and sometimes at magpies for fun
But locked in my room
Mum wouldn't hear the boom
and she doesn't think I have the guts
The teachers at school
ask me if I am cool
but I don't like the fighting and fuss
I think to myself
I guess it's cause we're out of touch

Discography

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Set List

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