Thrillington

Thrillington

 New York City, New York, USA
BandPopAvant-garde

Thrillington is an avant garde ensemble comprised of two synthesizers, bass and drums. Their music is intricately composed. Favoring knotty counterpoint and polyrhythms, it suggests Charles Ives re-meeting pop music, or maybe Yes without the guitars.

Biography

Thrillington is an avant garde ensemble comprised of two synthesizers, bass and drums. Their music is intricately composed - favoring knotty counterpoint and polyrhythms, it suggests Charles Ives re-meeting pop music, or maybe Yes without the guitars.

All four members grew up in Brooklyn, NY, and have been making music together for many years.

Lyrics

The Birds

Written By: Thrillington

Men who are free will make their messes in the street and eat their bread in the park like a bird. Men who are free will join the masses in the streets and will be led in the dark by a bird. Men who are free will take their hands to be their feet and will be as dead as a lark is a bird. Men who are slaves were never surer of their fate than when they first caught a glimpse of a bird. Men who are slaves were sleeping soiled in the rain and were averse to the hints of a bird. Pity the man who turns a wing into a hand and turns a song from a sound to a word. And a woman is a man is a man a man with long hair. A man is a word or a sound; a shape and hot air. A word is, is a name or a, or a pointing finger: Fire! Run away run away! Grab the pitcher! Water! Fill it up! Fill it up with water! Take it far away! Far away! As it is given. In the hidden, and dark, in the kitchen and the heavens; on the subway, and platform; on the bridges and the statues I saw birds. Men without name know the true meaning of shame and keep alone. Men without law know what a riot squad is for and keep alone. Men without words practice the politics of birds and keep alone.

Sotomayor

Written By: Thrillington

Some of us have indicated our distress in letters to the head office, but we all agree to make the greater less, and the lesser great. Joseph calls and says to not worry about the 1000 pointing fingers. 500 can extend their 2 indices, but we can pull the trigger. Robert enters and collapses on the floor. Quick bring the gauze to me! Elevate the head, put pressure on the wound. Get la Chinoisirie! Who suggested that we take this embassy?! Whose bright idea was that?! "I suggest we bite off more than we can chew!" Now we're finished! Where there is no crime there is no innocence or guilt. Where there is no guilt there is no crime. There is no crime. Keep the curtains down and keep your cool and keep your eyes peeled and trained on the skylight and the fire escape and keep the focus on the pigs and keep making threats and make sure that they believe you! The short one with the greasy hair gets on my nerves - Jackie tape his mouth shut! If any of us wants to make it out of here, I'll need quiet. Where there is no crime there is no love. Where there is no love there is no terror, thrill or danger; no enemies or strangers; no fat for the fire.