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Our National Tragedy

by The Deep End

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vera Their haunting vocals combined with the fusion of electronic and acoustic instruments left me completely awestruck. It's evident that The Deep End put their hearts and souls into crafting this album, and the result shines through in every single track. Favorite track: March, Protest, Hope.
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1.
Cost of living: What can we afford To starve to death peacefully I can't afford to live They don't want us to live
2.
I see the burning schools (we are strung together) I see the burning schools I see it all feel it all I feel the burning ruse I see it all i feel it all Slabs of metal, paper Destroy me when you take her We are still enslaved In golden sheets, you hate her We are strung together With a bow that's too sharp Rosin made from liars Waving colors i cant trust We all sleep together In a bed made of sand They push us off the beaches Drown us on the land A celebrated tragedy Repeated tries to failure We sing our theme, our rhapsody We all saw him rape her We keep melting away Like teardrops on a flower Sing our lullaby, stay Were locked up without power Your towns are all collapsing But you want to eat the sun A battle where we all sing And won't be ever won You took everything And i'll never be your son You drugstore hypocrites I'll never drink you balm I'm not proud to be here And soon you won't be either You will bleed from your spleen And soon you won't be either Cont./Symphony On Broken Glass We stole all your pearls and gems Now we take your guns Loosen up our perfect sense You don't get to interrupt We survived the chair We survived the needle You will see what's fair And you won't feel neither Enough of all the bleakness We scare away your clouds It's time we finally witness Taking back our mouths There won't be a list of demands You will all suffer Slavery wasn't a choice And your life won't be either We hang on to each other And described our pain Efrim told us how to Make our own way Why did you gift me anger It makes me want to hang her Why did hang her I am still killing her Tape found in snow B (speech) The protests shook hands with bridges who fell again We march and glasses of churches shatter It used to be a reactor Our protests all fail And our marches lead nowhere We will never be like them I truly wish we had rights The parliament’s on fire But theres no one inside Mountain city, castle the metropolis is disconnected the roads are all laced with oil And our cigarettes with herbal And our teachers hang from city hall The danube remains black But our blood drowns the screams Your ship has sunk Its time to pass You were our national tragedy Call us by our names (chant) ****** takarodj! meaning: Chanting the name of a misogynistic anti-abortion politician calling on him to leave office Incubator The chain bridges riddles are an unwritten endorsement of clarity The mountain haunts the chains that keep it down This is where i was born And they will trample over my body Kevin whispers beautiful lies Of a dark future already here We drift through mud like broken stars Catching blood in frozen glass I am the worried fire But our hearts beat as one
3.
Protest song They throw us in the river What do we see All our fellow corpses Floating at sea You won't control us longer We are taking control With guns in our mouths we say our truths Of who were are and why we matter Why you can't beat us forever They hang us by our genitals But we hang on to each other When we get united It's a wonderful thing So be afraid were coming we can't be silenced forever Your fucked up country comedy Will be laid off us for forever Protest song (chant) Semmit rólunk nélkülünk! meaning: “nothing about us without us” calling out all the laws made about abortions and lgbtqia+ people made by cis straight men We women: Speech 1 (translation): I'm gonna step over here because these are now my words i'm not talking on behalf of any association, today I realized I want to share this personal story, a personal opinion on this stage I am not affected as much by the abortion law for a lucky reason, because i am a lesbian. Before i knew that having sex with women is better than with men, i've been with men enough to know that responsibility and pressure that comes after every sexual act for a woman, i know what it's like trying to find pills during the weekend in a small town, trying to find a solution, and rolling my life in front of me thinking what if… An besides this, i'd like to say, just because im a woman, many have tried making law onto my body, physically, legally, directly, indirectly, politically, in any way, and i just want to tell you, that these are our bodies, this is my body, those are your bodies. And i dont give a fuck about what any political party thinks of that. I cant accept being thought of as a murderer, because I am making a responsible decision about my own body! Speech 2 (translation): Are yall enraged? We are enraged because the politicians are in our wombs again! We, with the women’s associations, have been closely watching how over the years our government chips away at our reproductional rights. **** **** and ***** ******* (booing) can happily allow themselves to campaign with such atrocious laws. They use women who are worse off to do all their “unclean work”. Their children don’t have to hope to get into any nurseries, travel many hours just to see a doctor, or endure the coldness of our barely if at all heated schools. These women do not understand what it is like for us, there is too big a gap for them to know anything about our lives. ****** ****** and his lackeys would be better off instead going into the schools and listening to those children’s heartbeats! Wear their shoes, and eat what they eat, study 8 hours for nothing every day, do this without any freedom, before they even consider regretting getting born in the first place! ******, ******, get out of my vagina! Louder! There are so many of you! It is incredible!

about

Our National Tragedy is the debut album of Budapest Post-Rock duo The Deep End with ED on all instruments and WGAS on vocals

also available on tapes on P&R Music

Check P&R Page for translations of the hungarian speeches

Tracklist w/ movements:

Growing Pains
i. Uku Intro
ii. Fripp’s Drone
iii. Abbey Glover
iv. Cost of living (I Broke My Favorite Glass Today)
v. Tape found in snow A (abridged excerpt) von hauser kaibling, weissenbach
vi. Steve reich 2 / We fight together
vii. Shadowplay

Our National Tragedy
i. I see the burning schools (We are strung together)
ii. Symphony on broken glass performed in an abandoned power plant / the invasion of hawaii
iii.. Tape found in snow B (abridged excerpt) fageralm, forstau
iv. Call us by our names
v. Best Friend’s Guitar
vi. Incubator / the chain bridges’ riddles (are un unwrittend endorsement of clarity)

March, Protest, Hope
i. soundbathsalts
ii. Protest song (The Mountain Haunts The Chains That Keep It Down) (live from a country you never heard of)
iii. The buildings they are awake now (and so are we)(fireworks or gunshots?)
iv. We women (from protest for abortion rights, 2022.09.29.)

Lyric sheet: ibb.co/NxJ0Tg3

credits

released March 2, 2023

Kredits:

ED:
Ukulele, Cajon, Classical Guitar, Electric Guitar, Drums, Percussion, Bowed Glass, Electric Bass Guitar, Tin Whistle, Bansuri, Wooden Saxophone, Violin, Tapes, Piano, Shortwave Radio, Kalimba, Glockenspiel, Synth, Jaw Harp, Field Recordings

Whogivesashit:
Lead vocals except on “i see the burning schools”
Backing vocals on i see the burning schools

Alama:
Lead vocals on “i see the burning schools”

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