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Letters From A Coward

by Sic Bacchus

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Xaq Rothman Somehow pretty and brutal at the same time. A quantum leap from the 7". Everything sounds so crisp, and all of the performances are fantastic. The vocals in particular are always powerful and occasionally astonishing. Favorite track: Mass.
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1.
There's so much poison in my body And the engine's leaking still But no one dares remove it They say when we can we will Fluids pour eternal There's no urge more powerful Meanwhile the devil and god are raging inside of me And I cannot wait to let this substance define me Trapped in a dream That yields no sleep And morphine's so strong It just makes me weak
2.
Long March 03:08
Said a father to his boy, “You’ll have to walk on your own or else we’re both going to die”, as he set his son down in the snow. But he couldn’t walk. So he sat and froze as they walked by. And they marched. That father hoped as he walked for a stronger man than I.
3.
If you never hope for anything you will always get just what you wanted. Fuck what you needed. If you forget everything that you always dreamed, but always knew you would never do, my (own) broken heart goes out to you. It’s been two years or more and I still don’t know what I’m working towards. Working is not working out. This city is the devil that I know, and it’s so hard to get out of my home. And working is not working out. As optimistic as I am there is a very good chance that this is the best it’s ever going to get again.
4.
Cue Howard 01:16
5.
Looking out Across the land Streams like pastures Greener faster But I head back home Ashamed of what I’ve been shown I lock the windows and tend to my mosses and my mold I am whole in my hovel my body’s dank my skin is cold it’s what I’ve known I forgive the walls as they sag now forgive me I corrode When the moment isn’t right I’ll reach inside and try to cite All of the damage we have lived And our capacity to forgive You know what it’s like when I’m alone? It’s not pretty
6.
Useless 01:59
7.
Restless 02:29
I can’t dream but you’ll tell me Things aren’t what they seem We are mothered but lack the nutrition And we all sleep in the fetal position We grope for air but come about breathless The thought of it resting, I think myself restless I can’t dream but you’ll tell me Things are just what they seem
8.
Mass 02:56
I miss the days when we all crested but now we crash like waves. We all showed promise in our day but now we are drowning in the wake. Anomie You know we’re both a part of it. Anomie We’ll be destroyed by it. For me he is away and gone From young boy launch to later on Broken fingers, hollow thighs Dead cells and absent eyes Only a small village can Basically protect its citizens Now a human mass extends Racing towards different ends Lost and all where can we go Without an answer for how's shown Newer people grow so slow Lose themselves in electric glow
9.
Ail Vigilant 03:06
For formed compassion for a man who ceased to be I watched blood pour from his mouth, like wine into mine I heard him speak to me But I couldn't grasp his message (And he goes) Only later did I find it But I can't speak of it here Too many people are watching Too many people are Ailing vigilantly Is the only way we'll ever be If here he would say I have one crown of power I am the god of revelry You knew me -- Dedicated to W.G. Mastin
10.
Like the tentacles of the mighty octopus, they will grasp and draw both young and old into their embrace (into her embrace). In the eyes of nothing I am no one and we will turn back into dirt. At least now I know my place.
11.
All the effort I sequestered Never better In darker weather Wearing leather Birds of a feather fall together Seeds to gather, would you rather Lose your father We are tethered, regions nether Hold your blister underwater, Clean in nature I know one day I'll take up space In a burial ground, just another box of bones That'll never be found My epitaph will read Did great things But not a good job Leaving quicker, so much sicker See me suffer without cover Help me mother

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released November 12, 2013

recorded in two sessions: january and may, 2013 by joe reinhart at headroom studios, philadelphia, pa
additional vocals for “i only…” recorded by dan anderson
mixed by chris gilroy
mastered by julian silva at on air mastering, brooklyn, ny
cover art by william douglass
all songs written and performed by sic bacchus except for violin in “useless” by lily sitron and “cue howard”, voice-over sample from network (1976)

sic bacchus is:
matt gilroy
louis weil
evan dormont

special thanks: chris gilroy, dan anderson, lily sitron, chris stach, ruben polo, ally newbold, secret plot, our friends & families

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