The Sexual Side Effects

The Sexual Side Effects

 Atlanta, Georgia, USA
BandAlternativeRock

The Sexual Side Effects seamlessly combine ‘80s post-punk and New Wave with modern pop and indie, with a splash of space-rock psychedelia.

Biography

The Atlanta-based quartet The Sexual Side Effects defy easy categorization, seamlessly combining elements of ‘80s post-punk and New Wave with modern pop and indie, served with a healthy splash of space-rock psychedelia, but the band’s overriding focus is clear: bringing their haunting and majestic brand of music to the masses. Led by main songwriter Amber Taylor, a dynamic presence whose experiences as a transgendered person color the lyrical narrative, the group—also including Clay McClure (drums), Ryan McDougall (guitar) and Mike Sidner (bass)—are on a mission to touch hearts and minds with Taylor’s message, while captivating eardrums with the band’s breathtaking sound.

“I’m always trying to capture that memorable sound, like that hook that’s always in the air, almost like I’m a vessel for something greater than myself. I won’t say God, but it’s almost like that,” explains singer/guitarist Amber Taylor. “We have a mission in this world to spread our music and what we are and the unique qualities of who I am. That’s really the most important thing, what the band’s really about: There’s a sense of purpose we have. It’s time to go out and do what we’re really here to do now, and work hard for it.”

The band released their debut five-song EP High Maintenance in 2012, offering it to fans as a free download on Band Camp (http://thesexualsideeffects.bandcamp.com). Co-produced by Taylor and ongoing collaborator John Briglevich (Drivin' n' Cryin', Edwin McCain), the EP is a lush, beautifully rendered introduction to the group, marked by the soaring, Middle Eastern-tinged “Aurora,” the shimmering “All She’ll Ever Hurt” and the humorously cheeky “I’m In Love With A Girl (But She Used To Be A Man).” Now, when not on the road playing an increasing list of live dates (including a recent Eastern U.S. tour, a Southeastern tour supporting Girl in a Coma and performances at Sarasota’s Harvey Milk Festival and Pride festivals in Houston, Savannah, Roanoke and Atlanta), the band is busy preparing a new release for 2013, tentatively slated for the spring. According to Taylor, listeners should expect more of the passionate lyricism and eclectic soundscapes that make High Maintenance so unforgettable.

“It’s all in the name of art, because we’re all going to die one day, yet something’s going to be left behind. Do you like what you left behind?” Taylor says. “I’ve spent a lot of time in my personal life changing into who I am today, and we are here now. Really the next step for the band is to take our music and who we are and help change society beyond us.”

Lyrics

Aurora

Written By: Amber Taylor

I've wandered alone for longest hour;
to ask the eyes with no replies is just as sour.
I see the still and feel the chill;
please understand the light has left me quiet tonight.

Aurora, save me from the falling shadows.
Pull me out of my dreams.
Aurora, wade me through the phantom shallows.
Shelter me from the scream.

You hear me call, and shine your eyes.
You've let my heart linger inside beneath your skies.
An ancient sense reveals your charm.
Such a delicate grace of embrace within your arms.

Aurora, save me from the falling shadows.
Pull me out of my dreams.
Aurora, wade me through the phantom shallows.
Shelter me from the scream.
The scream.

Shelter me from the scream that I see in my dream.
Shelter me from the pain given to me in the scream.

Aurora, save me from the falling shadows.
Pull me out of my dreams.
Aurora, wade me through the phantom shallows.
Shelter me from the scream.
The scream.
The scream.

All She'll Ever Hurt

Written By: Amber Taylor

Yesterday, I wanted to replace everything but your sorrowed face.
Such a beautiful bitch, lapping up the charm.
Impervious, you know she can't be harmed.

She can't tell every time I yell...

She's stepping through the doorway, shattering all of my broken words.
She cuts me like a child, and that's all that she'll ever hurt.

Pink shoes are filling up her floor, and her lips drawn on like a whore.
She paints her hear and lies up in the bed and dances dreams of the things that I once said.

She can't tell every time I yell...

She's stepping through the doorway, shattering all of my broken words.
She cuts me like a child, and that's all that she'll ever hurt.

I'm In Love With A Girl (But She Used To Be A Man)

Written By: Amber Taylor

I'm in love with a girl, but she used to be a man. Somewhere in between, she had a change of plans.
I'm in love, I fell in love.

I've got a story that I need to tell about a man and a woman whose love was doomed to fail.
I was walking down the way, Ponce De Leon avenue.
She's fine and she's mine but I didn't even have a clue.

Something's going on.
Feels like something's wrong.
Something's going on.

I'm in love with a girl, but she used to be a man. Somewhere in between, she had a change of plans.
I'm in love, I fell in love.

Strolling down the street in six inch platform shoes, lipstick, fishnets, so so sweet, then she told me the news.

Something's going on.
Feels like something's wrong.
Something's going on.

'cause I'm in love with a girl, but she used to be a man. Somewhere in between, she had a change of plans.
I'm in love, I fell in love.

An Hour Ago

Written By: Amber Taylor

She was drunk and she gave me a call.
We talked about the world as it revolved.
The night end glimmered into the vast.
Tell me tomorrow, I'll try to make it last.

Don't give it away, 'cause no one nowhere can explain;
the way I feel, I see you feel the same.
Don't try to deny the funny feeling you hold inside,
I can tell you spell it in your eyes.

Corridor ahead narrows to a sliver space.
Hold your breath above the darkened place.
I don't really know but I think I care.
I still know that there's something else out there.

Don't give it away, 'cause no one nowhere can explain;
the way I feel, I see you feel the same.
Don't try to deny the funny feeling you hold inside,
I can tell you spell it in your eyes.

You seem to see, with your hand in mine, just what we had an hour ago.

Discography

High Maintenance (EP) — Feb 11, 2012