Madness Blooms EP

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The group’s eponymous debut album opens with a dark, megalomanical tune, “Own It All,” in which Meghan’s clear vocals interleave with tight electronics. Tracks like “Over” and “All Wrong” hearken back to the open mics that birthed the group, with lyrical sincerity and acoustic guitars floating over the bass. “St. Jerome,” on the other hand, juxtaposes wicked lyrics with sublime, danceable choruses. Collaboration with Terry Mattson brought excellent production to the table, and his talent helped sharpen the recordings into something rare. Thanks to Brad and Meghan’s vision, Terry’s attention, and the expert mastering of Ed Brooks, the tracks form a cohesive whole greater than the sum of its parts.

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released January 29, 2016

Music Producer: Terrance Mattson
Executive Producers: Bradford King & Meghan Sinoff
Songwriters: Bradford King & Meghan Sinoff
Design: Jess Bruels (cd cover) & Bradford King (logo/album cover)
Mastering : RFI Mastering
Studios: Black Dog Sound, Crackle & Pop, ElectroKitty, Orbit Audio
Lead Guitar on track "Hold": Andreas Laursen

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Madness Blooms Seattle, Washington

When singers harmonize—when their voices consume them and fuse into a new whole—something blooms in them: a kind of bliss, a kind of madness. Bradford King and Meghan Sinoff follow this sensation into territory both eccentric and melodic.

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Track Name: Own It All
I was washing my hands one day, I was rinsing them of clinging earth,
In the garden under sky so grey, planting seedlings at the seasons turn,
And I looked at my hands and I thought of the legacy of human toil,
Ever working in some new plot to monopolize the air and soil,
To own it all....

In my garden I name the weeds, and I pull them and I dig the roots,
If a plant cannot meet my needs I won’t offer it an inch of room,
And I nurture my chosen seeds and I emphasize my role,
On the fruit of my labor feed, on illusion of my own control...

To own it all, consume it all,
Contain it all, create it all...

To own it all, to own it all, own it all, own…
To own it all, own it all
To own it all
To own it all

To own it all, consume it all
Contain it all, create it all
Track Name: St. Jerome
Youth is a fleeting wind
Indulge it with wicked sin
Embrace all this sacrilege

You’re ready to give it up, and you’re ready to convalesce, and now you’re ready to confess

Sparked by divining fist
You traveled by moonlights kiss
To escape all the haunting bliss

And now you’re ready to give it up, and you’re ready to convalesce, you’re ready to confess

‘Cause the nights of St. Jerome
Well the horror and the silence terrifies your soul
And the nights of St. Jerome
Well they bury your faith in the catacombs

Writing of stories told
All these histories, they’re bound with gold
Well you seek to translate all our souls

But are you ready to give it up, and are you ready to convalesce,
and are you’re ready to confess

‘Cause the nights of St. Jerome
Well the horror and the silence terrifies your soul
And the nights of St. Jerome
Well they bury your faith in the catacombs

Ready to give it up, ready to convalesce, ready to confess

‘Cause the nights of St. Jerome
Well the horror and the silence terrifies your soul
And the nights of St. Jerome
Well they bury your faith in the catacombs
Track Name: The Cusp
AND YOU’RE ON THE CUSP,
YOU MUST MAKE A SACRIFICE,
IF YOU WANT WHAT YOU SAY YOU WANT,
THIS CHANCE, IT WON’T COME TWICE…

AND YOU’RE ON THE CUSP,
AND YOU MUST CHOOSE,
JUST FOR THIS MOMENT, A PATH IS OPEN,
YOUR OLD LIFE IS YOURS TO LOSE…

AND IF YOU CAST IT AWAY, OH,
THE STRUGGLE AHEAD,
BUT IF YOU CHOOSE NOT TO CHANGE,
HOW WILL YOU LIVE WITH THE REGRET…?

WILL YOU LIVE WITHOUT WHAT YOU WANT?
WILL YOU LIVE WITHOUT WHAT YOU HAVE?
HOW DARE YOU GAMBLE—YOU’VE JUST THE ONE LIFE…
YOU’VE ONE CHANCE…HOW DARE YOU HOLD BACK…

YOU COULD DO NOTHING AND WAIT,
YOU’VE SEEN THAT FUTURE SO CLEAR…
JUST TURN AWAY FROM THE FATE,
THE CALL THAT BROUGHT YOU HERE…

YOU’VE CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF WHAT COULD BE,
AND WHAT YOU’VE SEEN, YOU CAN’T UNSEE,
NO, WHAT YOU’VE SEEN, YOU CAN’T UNSEE…

YOU HAVE IT ALL TO LOSE,
OH….BUT WHAT YOU KNOW YOU COULD WIN…
SO WILL YOU STOP YOUR EARS,
OR WILL YOU SHED YOUR SKIN?

YOU COULD DO NOTHING AND WAIT,
YOU’VE SEEN THAT FUTURE SO CLEAR…
JUST TURN AWAY FROM THE FATE,
THE CALL THAT BROUGHT YOU…

YOU COULD DO NOTHING AND WAIT…
YOU COULD DO NOTHING AND WAIT…
Track Name: Hold
The way she looks back, when she’s going home again
Always flirting, she runs her hand behind her ear
Down to her lips with a gentle fore finger
Filling us with courage for a love placed out of reach

The closer we come to a deeper understanding
The harder it is not to cross all of these lines

So we hold, hold, hold
We hold ourselves back
We hold, hold, hold
These hearts on fire
We hold, hold, hold
Until the right time

When she’s screaming my name
She whispers your name
When she's screaming your name
She whispers my name

Raging seas and savage eyes
Hide the pleasure of her paradise
If we storm the beaches then we’ve gone to war
Bleeding out upon her rocky shores

So we hold, hold, hold
We hold ourselves back
We hold, hold, hold
These hearts on fire
We hold, hold, hold
Track Name: At Sea
The waves whisper dark all around me, I can’t see a thing in this fog
The whole world is shrouded, no stars I can chart for a path

This course that I’ve set, it’ll drown me, I still feel it drawing me on
The farther I go, the less that I know where I’ll land

I can taste the salt, thickening the air, it wakes a hunger too vast for a name
Fathomless and wild, is it my compass, or am I its prey?

Stay with me, memory, twine into thread
Weave with my dreams, with the grief I have bled
Oh, be my sails, catch the wind, carry me
Oh, be my sails, I’m at sea…

These clouds that I’m in, they confound me, even horizons are gone
This veil that enfolds me, I can’t even tell where I’ve passed

There’s nothing in reach that’ll ground me, such endless expanses I cross
How long must I journey till restlessness quiets at last

Still i taste the salt, thickening the air
Waking that hunger too vast for a name
Fathomless and wild, is it my compass, or am I its slave?

Stay with me, memory, twine into thread
Weave with my dreams, with the grief I have bled
Oh, be my sails, catch the wind, carry me
Oh, be my sails, I’m at sea…

The waves look endless to the small,
Have we grown just enough to see, but not to help at
All of these, poisoned seas, we’ll have to drink before we’re through…

Our lives seem endless when we’re small
Shortsighted eyes, they leave us free to harm…
All of your fine horses, all of your fine men, they can’t do a thing to stop the coming of the end…
Track Name: Tunnels of London (explicit)
I wanna die in the tunnels of London
I wanna feel my weight in the ground
Feel the beauty of the prisoners footsteps
As they tap out a beat for the corporate sound

I wanna live with reckless abandon
I wanna feel my senses arrive
I wanna die in the tunnels of London
I want a ticket straight out of this selfish life

I wanna die in the tunnels of London
I wanna keep calm and carry on
I wanna repay this debt of emotion
Wanna pass, wanna pass this echo on

I wanna live with reckless abandon
I wanna burn out clear and bright
I wanna die in the tunnels of London
I wanna transfer my soul to another time

Where I’m…
Over my love, over my head, over my kind, over the dead
Over and up, under and through, over my heart, and back to you
Over my lust, over my band, over this bucking guitar in my hand
Over disdain, over the signs, over this job, over the line…

Dissatisfied (I wanna die in the tunnels of London)
Inconsolable
Ungratified (I wanna die in the tunnels of London)
Insatiable

Designed to die in the tunnels of London
Designed to die in the tunnels of London

Where I’m…
Over my love, over my head, over my kind, over the dead
Over and up, under and through, over my heart, and back to you
Over my lust, over my band, over this bucking guitar in my hand
Over disdain, over the signs, over this job, over the line.

And I’m out of time, and I wanna die in the tunnels of London...
Track Name: All Wrong
Never found a place I felt quite home,
Maybe I’ve been going about it wrong,
Tried to find the right climate, and furniture, and floors,
Never gave a thought to who might meet me at the door…

Maybe I’ve been too much alone,
Been going about this life all wrong,
Is it in my nature, or does habit drive the force,
Keeps me running endlessly on down this lonely course?

I won’t fall prey to your propaganda,
I know full well my pattern clashes with the rest,
Won’t cut my feet to fit the shoes that you deem finer,
Won’t hear a “no” when my heart is singing “yes…”

Doubt is the prison of my mind,
I know my heart is steering blind,
How many of the wants I have are born from my desires,
And which come from the outside world, the trash I see, falls into me, it fuels my fire.

I won’t fall prey to your propaganda,
I know full well my patter clashes with the rest,
Won’t cut my feet to fit the shoes that you deem finer,
Won’t hear a “no” when my heart is screaming “yes…” (Yes, yes…)

Maybe I’ve been too much alone…
Been going about this life all wrong…
Track Name: Over (explicit)
You kept her blue-eyed gaze
You kept her superstition
You kept her wallflower ways
You kept her inhibitions, oh now

Wait for you, you thought she would
She seemed to play the part
But damn you boy, you misunderstood
You can’t play with her heart, no you can’t play with her heart

You kept her at a distance
You kept her at arms length
You kept her on hopes and wishes
You kept her in the bank

Wait for you, you thought she would
She seemed to play the part
But damn you boy, you misunderstood
You can’t reserve her heart, no you can’t reserve her heart

And now it’s, now it’s over

Goddamn you boy you don’t understand
Well you just broke her heart
That fucking pride you carry with you
Only death will make it part, only death with make it part

And now it’s, now it’s over