WOMPS

WOMPS

 Glasgow, Scotland, GBR
BandAlternativeGarage Rock

Children of the 90s, inspired by the 80s Glasgow scene, Scottish post-punk/new wave duo WOMPS are carving out a place of their own with their debut LP, "Our Fertile Forever" released on Brooklyn label, Displaced Records. The band take influence from Scottish working class culture, the aftermath of the Thatcher reign and the disappointment of a failed independence referendum and the personal loves and losses entangled within.

Biography

Nihilism and jaded optimism converge as Ewan Grant (guitar, vocals) and Owen Wicksted (drums, bass, synths) meet resulting in angst driven, melodic hook-heavy pop songs with garage sensibilities.

Children of the 90s, inspired by the 80s Glasgow scene, Scottish post-punk/new wave duo WOMPS are carving out a place of their own with their debut LP, "Our Fertile Forever" released on Brooklyn label, Displaced Records. The past year has seen the band playing worldwide showcases at SXSW, CMJ, T in the Park, BBC Radio 1's Big Weekend and London Calling and picking up press from Brooklyn Vegan, Consequence of Sound, Fred Perry, The Guardian, KEXP and many more. The band take influence from Scottish working class culture, the aftermath of the Thatcher reign and the disappointment of a failed independence referendum and the personal loves and losses entangled within.

Lyrics

Plasticine

Written By: WOMPS

Plasticine,
you are playful but you’re mean.
Forming free...
what you get is what you see.
Make believe you’re as honest as you seem
What a relief, it’s always going to be just me
on my own.
Woe is me if ‘woe’ is wishing you could breath
under the sea
There’s loneliness and just serene
or could it be it’s always going to be just me
on my own?
Like someone left me here
like I could wait forever
The future’s far to clear
that I will wait forever.

Manners

Written By: WOMPS

Say something sweet
I can’t savour
Mean something mean
I don’t mind
Manners
Manners
Manners
only give away
what you say.
Cat got my lips,
skimmed my whiskers.
Tongue tried to trip
Manners
Manners
Manners
only start the day...
then away.
Tell me something painless I can believe
before you know,
it’s already gone.

Live A Little Less

Written By: WOMPS

I tried a lollipop but found it sticky.
The sweetness told my tongue to stop and live a little less. You know
You know
You don’t know.
Just wallow .
The weather channel says it’s hot, I’m sweaty
everyone’s smiling but I’m not. just live a little less.
If i was me, I’d want to live a little less.

Ritalin

Written By: WOMPS

Ritalin
you took me from punk kid to model citizen but I can’t feel anything.
The place I’m in
it is quiet but no one’s listening.
I just want attention.
Cinnamon,
you’re so sweet but I’ve lost my innocence.
I just take my coffee black.
The oestrogen
in my soy makes me feel less militant
let’s not take the power back.
And if we take a fall
do you think we’d rag doll?
I think we’d lose it all.

Cancer of the Bone

Written By: WOMPS

Like morning light
run away from home.
Sunset prison
moonlight sentence.
My smile shone white,
cancer of the bone.
Shadows living,
less forgiving.
How? you played me twice.
Call me see-through.
I paid the price
You’re boring bright liquid acetone.
Brand me thriller,
brand me wholesale.
These aches aren’t right, cancer of the bone. Kick the stick man,
pick up where he failed
to crack a smile.
Call me lonely.
I’ve seen my time...
One and only one
controls the tide
I stay up late to
track the moonlight.
One and only one
controls the time
It’s not the same
when clocks no longer chime
I’ve overshot my prime.

Dreams on Demand

Written By: WOMPS

It’s warm outside
Where did the winter go?
I’ll hibernate until the sight of snow
I’ll lay low
Bleach blonde hair, a pack of twenty smokes Parked out front but I don't want to go.
I’ll lay low
Dream dreams, all the dreams I have
are on demand.
Once I died, I never let it go.
The warmth I felt was just an afterglow.
I’ll lay low.
Cold in, warm out.

Cavity

Written By: WOMPS

I’ve had enough of hope
leave me with another anecdote
your handshake’s like a choke
and i’ve got broken bones
I’ve had enough to eat
but leave me with the fancy cutlery
that serving could feed three
but you don’t want no
family
someone pinch my
tongue and cheek till
I can’t smile for weeks
I chipped my tooth on
vacant youth but
you’re my cavity
I opened my mouth for nothing
I opened my mouth for me
I opened my mouth for nothing
and it left me a cavity

How Are You?

Written By: WOMPS

There is no such thing as love
just dependence and independence.
There is no such thing as luck
just statistics and some consequence.
There is no such thing as love
just difference and indifference.
There is no such thing as god
just religions and irreligion .
Candlelit, we’re waxing lyrical
burning quickly, call me cynical.
Candlelit, we’re waxing lyrical
I’ll admit there’s something beautiful
How are you?

Another Cell

Written By: WOMPS

Don’t ask,
Don’t tell.
Harass
yourself.
Take me to a place not far from here a place that i call home, a place i fear. Don’t clap,
don’t jeer
This is not an act
i can’t control my tears.
Please just take me to a place not far from here. A place that i call home, a place i fear.
Sometimes we need a home to run from, we need another cell with bars to breathe through.
Another cell.
Fall back,
disappear.
Every blade of grass is green once in a year.

Gift From God

Written By: WOMPS

I’m the kind of thankless gift from god
I water wine with words of love
and drink to health with smokers cough
i was never ashamed
crown the king, a captor from above
kiss the ring and suck it up
some shine and others call their bluff
enough
if stupid acts as stupid does
it claims cliches to cite it’s cause
it dumbs me down, it overdubs
what’s mine is mine to let go of
frozen at the waist
bitter to the taste
watch me as I waste away
i lied but I do it with grace
striving to dismay
the length of every day
is flushing me away
I lie but I do it with grace

Discography

Our Fertile Forever - 2016