Today, Satan! by Shiny Red Nothing
Today, Satan!
by
Shiny Red Nothing
1.) Baited Breath 2.) Psychic Red,Psychic Blue
3.) Ojos (Again) 4.) The Ballad of Nefarious Falling
5.) The Devil Can't Dance 6.) Chorus of the Zombie Apocalypso
7.) Today, Satan! (ASV.2) 8.) Baited Breath (ASV.2)
Tracklist
| 1. | Baited Breath | 1:38 |
| 2. | Psychic Red, Psychic Blue | 3:19 |
| 3. | Ojos (Again) | 3:03 |
| 4. | The Ballad of Nefarious Falling | 2:39 |
| 5. | The Devil Can't Dance | 4:05 |
| 6. | Chorus of the Zombie Apocalypso | 2:40 |
| 7. | Today, Satan! (ASV.2) | 3:13 |
| 8. | Baited Breath (ASV. 2) | 1:29 |
| 9. | Let Me Be Your Liquor Man (Bonus Track) | 2:24 |
Credits
released October 31, 2019
all songs by Jeremiah Strickland ©2019 Punk Rock Superhero Music
Stephanie Cole; Vox, Tambourine - Kevin Foster; cajon, back-up vox - Tim Harrell; guitar, back-up vox - Nic Kiekover; guitar, back-up vox - Thelonius Juice (TJ) Meyering; bass, back-up vox - Evie P; back-up vox - Jeremiah Strickland; guitar, banjolele, vox - Zak Turner; drums
THANKS: Eributo Duo, Heidi Kiacz, Viktor P., Jordan Oswald, Jason Wells, Ben Longstreet, Rick VanGrouw, Hector Chavez, Kelvin Vasquez, George Quizena, Stevie Kempkers
www.shinyrednothing.com
facebook.com/shinyrednothing
all songs by Jeremiah Strickland ©2019 Punk Rock Superhero Music
Stephanie Cole; Vox, Tambourine - Kevin Foster; cajon, back-up vox - Tim Harrell; guitar, back-up vox - Nic Kiekover; guitar, back-up vox - Thelonius Juice (TJ) Meyering; bass, back-up vox - Evie P; back-up vox - Jeremiah Strickland; guitar, banjolele, vox - Zak Turner; drums
THANKS: Eributo Duo, Heidi Kiacz, Viktor P., Jordan Oswald, Jason Wells, Ben Longstreet, Rick VanGrouw, Hector Chavez, Kelvin Vasquez, George Quizena, Stevie Kempkers
www.shinyrednothing.com
facebook.com/shinyrednothing
License
CC BY-SA 3.0. See the Creative Commons website for details.Tags
Embark on a sonic sojourn. Surf waves of joyous, freaky indie rock. Make a left turn into a an offbeat township in the American south of an alternate dimension, & then find yourself stoned & a little drunk, peeking into the side offices of Hell’s halls for the giddy thrill of it. Become possessed with an intimate knowledge of how Shiny Red Nothing necessitates their own genre.
Blackgrass.