Tea & Kittens

by Sans Nomenclature

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    The debut EP by Boston quartet Sans Nomenclature.
    Produced by Michael Scrima.
    Mastered by Joel Simches.
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    The debut album by Sans Nomenclature, with artwork by Raynard Stevens of The Tattoomb (Manchester, NH).

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The debut EP by Boston quartet Sans Nomenclature.
Produced by Michael Scrima.
Mastered by Joel Simches.

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released 19 May 2012

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Sans Nomenclature Boston, Massachusetts

If you've ever been jonesing for a band that sounded like "The Misfits-mated-with-The-Dresden-Dolls," Sans Nomenclature (thusly named because they are "without a label") is up your alley! Billed as Boston's ONLY female-fronted socio-political horror-punk band, the fearsome foursome consists of Anderson Mar, Jason Skulls, Melika Fitzhugh, and Renee Solano. ... more

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Track Name: Selling Out, Cashing In
SELLING OUT/CASHING IN- Lyrics by Anderson Mar

VERSE 1:
Back in the day
You stood up for your art
You took up your cross
And you lived with your heart
You embraced what was real
With a passionate zeal
A revolution was born
One that sometimes drew scorn

But we fought the good fight
Because we knew what was right
For the good of the scene
We gave life to our dreams
The empire was built
By a king and his queen
For a moment we were stars
Of the stage and the screen

But now you’re slave to the media,
Slave to the masses,
Possessed by the mindset of the lower classes
They never could trust us
Now you’ve embraced their injustice
Destroy it all, knock it down
Your Icarus wings have hit the ground…

CHORUS:
I call it selling out
You call it cashing in
You think you’re better now
You were a better person then
Retrieve your sanity
Be real again, be free
The path you started out on
Was the right one, can’t you see?

VERSE 2:
You would lie through your teeth
Just to save your own skin
You would sell me down the river
To impress your fake friends
It’s like the Sampson effect
Now you’ve lost all your strength
The very hand that feeds you
Is the one that you reject

You like to pretend
That we never were close
If I said that I would hang myself
Then you’d supply the rope
You try to ride my coat-tails
But your own ventures fail
It’s clear that you’re a laughing stock
You talk the talk, can’t walk the walk

And now you’re slave to the media,
Slave to the masses,
Possessed by the mindset of the lower classes
They never could trust us
Now you’ve embraced their injustice
Destroy it all, knock it down
Your Icarus wings have hit the ground…

(CHORUS)
Track Name: To Hell With The Mainstream
TO HELL WITH THE MAINSTREAM
Lyrics by Anderson Mar
©2010

VERSE 1&2
Spoon-fed mediocrity, a nationwide disease
You’re acting like they’re handing out free lobotomies
Nod your head, and smile, and play along, it’s all the rage
Why should we expect anything to change?

Disney sets the guidelines for what defines “a pretty voice”
Just plug in your TV and forgo your right of choice
It’s easy to buy into what is easily obtained
Just sit back and let the media euthanize your brain

LEAD-UP TO THE CHORUS:
Think for yourself! (Are you gonna do it?)
Seek out the truth! (I challenge you to prove it!)
Speak for yourself! (Use the right or lose it!)
Take a stand today before it gets taken away…

CHORUS:
To hell with the mainstream
To hell with it all
To hell with the mainstream
To hell with it all


VERSE 3&4:
I’m not here to impress you, I’d rather be unique
I’m lacking in the expertise to turn the other cheek
Mannequins are everywhere, their armies roam the streets
Melted minds and plastic smiles, still you call *me* the freak!

I hate your emo haircut, I hate your hipster style
I despise your skinny heroin chic, your politics are vile
The movement of the moment, you embrace it as your cause
It’s a revamp of the 60’s when everyone was burning bras

(REPEAT LEAD-UP & CHORUS)

BRIDGE:
My father always said if they all jump off a bridge, will you?
I’d rather end up dead then conformist born-and-bred, thank you

CHORUS:
To hell with the mainstream
To hell with it all
To hell with the mainstream
To hell with it all

(Repeat Chorus and fade out)