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The Joy of Rebellion pt. II & I + Singles

by Hamarsha

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1.
Karma 04:45
Well I hope that you Get shattered by that mirror above your bed So when you Kill the old man You can ask him Where's your karma now? Where's your karma now? When your skin turns into clout Where's your karma now? Well I'm happy, I'm so happy I'm happy in this cocoon that I've made I'm happy, I'm so happy I'm happy in this white shell game Cause why drink the water when your Just gonna piss in the well? Why eat the food when you're gonna Shit in your health And why build this shelter when You're just gonna burn it down Where's your karma now? Where's your karma now? When your skin turns into clout Where's your karma now?
2.
Meta Grrl 04:11
On the surface of the moon I met a meta girl She said I don't have much time I will be eternal soon I said, alright, okay I guess I'll meet you up there someday Aphrodisiac soul, I coal now that you're cold And I would grip you as hard as I can But nooses always need hands Your tongue had tied my hands On the surface of the moon I met a meta girl She said go away, I will be eternal soon I said, fuck you, you knew How far you could get down Before it got to you Aphrodisiac soul, I coal now that you're cold And I would grip you as hard as I can But nooses always need hands Your tongue had tied my hands And now that you're gone, go away
3.
I miss your eyes when they're clear I miss your naked form standing there In the doorway of your dorm Asking me, 'are you as pure? As you seem to be, Are you as good as you seem?' Do you remember that night in your bed When we screamed there so drunk and crosslegged You said I never want to be a bother I said, how could you my dear My dear, when you, are standing right here? Cause your heart isn't cold, It just needs home, So we wound up trashed at the decrepit white house Our mood set the tone, the politicians passed out As we screamed of selfish love and fatal flaw Or word was the law, it was out of order So we bolted to that car, and I drove you to your plain On that drive down south we pretended it wasn't happening As you boarded your flight I smiled and I waved As I screamed on last lie That now that you're in this web of fuck ups I'll never let you shut up Cause your heart isn't cold, It just needs a home, With me
4.
How do you know? Have you ever seen the stars rain down through the clouds On those spectators on hallowed ground On those graveyards filled with grievances and those Specters of unrest If you do, run away, or you'll never leave again If you body thinks it will excrete itself Into some sunken face and nothing else And all you see is the black tar that used to be your heart Know that's not what you were at the start How do you know, That we'll all be okay I know it's really empty out here Would it help if I made a few things clear I'm sorry I lied and I'm sorry I cheated I'm sorry I ignored you and I took what I needed And I'm sorry it took so long to get it out But sweetie, it's easy to say that I'm sorry Sweetie, it's easy to say that I'm sad Sweetie, I'm sorry our trust went up in smoke Sweetie, I'm sorry I smoked what was left But we can't take much more of this
5.
Lullaby 05:54
Well I used to have a lullaby That would put me to sleep But now the only thing that fullfils me Is the booze and ground under my feet
6.
Black Mold 03:54
7.
My Catharsis 08:14
8.
You can work in the garden Run your hands through the dirt till your nails are bloodied and broken Harvest your inspiration But if you think that your soul, will grow back healthy and whole Is that a joke? Sickness feels good but never looks pretty The only sex I get comes from pity The world goes to hell, I'm the hand basket And the sun only comes to set
9.
Shawl 03:54
I knew a woman, she'd always wear a shawl She ran around with a torch and a pale She said I'll quench hell and blaze heaven So that man might love man for man And God for God My friend the comedian, he said the jokes on me I got my identity from the rain that nobody wants to see But if I can live past, then I'll have the last laugh If I survive the past, I'll have the last laugh This is the loneliness of things to come You can't make it on merit, not on style and fashion alone So please enjoy the show Cause the actors are in the front row Your antagonist might atone So please enjoy the show, the script is your own This is the loneliness of things to come Well why, oh why Those rose colored glasses don't hold so well The lenses always fall out, and you get blinded by the smell Those gold covered seats won't hide the gasoline that You hide in so well Those gold covered seats won't hide the gasoline that You hide in so well
10.
Art as Work 05:49
It's art as work, art as a concept Art as your wine stains in the carpet Art as all those words that you couldn't Quite stomach From the night before lying on the floor Lying about all the pain we'd dealt before And all that we'd deal to each other Well it sounded good to me, till it came out desperately Now you're on a thrown of porcelain and I can't Keep myself from listening Cause in the womb your precious, out your on your own And if you really fuck it up kid, I hope your some rolling stone Or you like that taste of drone So shave your head, look pretty And if you can't do that, look tasty Cause it's pepper that's all they'll let you see The only safety that I've found, was six feet underground The only safety to be found is in Is in art as work, art as a concept Art as your wine stains in the carpet Art as all those words that you couldn't Quite stomach I learned in your country But I found him in the suburbs Till I lost him in the city Though I swear I saw him on the subway I believe in that gospel, carry it by the bottle And by that bullet and that bullet head And I talk to him every night In your pillow He says, all he is, all he is He's just, it's just It's art as work, art as a concept Art as your wine stains in the carpet Art as all those words that you couldn't Quite stomach
11.
Mutual Mercy 05:12
Well this is this, it always gets, a little hard to grasp As I drift I think I see you becoming the grass And it takes so much to know because you always seem to ask You always seem to ask when you're taking me to task And I know enough to know enough to know what I don't know The moon on the horizon says never tell, always show She says, before she sinks below the sky She promises to come back some other night And I'm glad we didn't have sex, fucking on your high horse would've been Awkward at best And I'd say, no thank you, you're welcome But you weren't welcome at first glance Still I miss you through nostalgia and in holding you back You held me to that meat grinder on those nights so long and black When I'd call you like an animal and you've never call me back When you'd call me like an animal and I'd never call you back But these flat lands birth the canvas where we can shoot all our mishaps Laugh at all our pining, and bark at each others laughs Till we bite the hand that feels best in our own We'll bite the hand that feels best in our own My mother lives inside herself and drinks most every night She's waiting for the day when that might make her feel alright My father lives inside his head as a 16 year old boy He's waiting to awaken and teach himself to fight And my brother lives as I did and I miss him all the time He sees the world as objects and knows he don't fit in quite right And I cry for them every time I ponder what must be You can martyr all your needs or be martyred on your knees But I'm done talking about Santa Claus how he only gave me coal How I'm under appreciated and overexposed Where is that great harmony, our mutual mercy? These landscape fill the palates that need filling with empathy And apathy and sick humanity When will our parents become the children, our children become the stars And the star closest to us will just become the dust
12.
Dove sta nomore, I need a tougher lover Something comes from nothing, so you must mean Something to me Sickness feels good but never looks pretty The only sex I get comes from pity The world goes to hell I'm the hand basket And the sun only comes to set
13.
Goodbye 05:17
We didn't commit to sleeping in the park Cause I was too afraid to admit I'm afraid of the dark So we sat and watched the sparrows eat what the rats had left At the bottom of their barrels, I guess you call that petty theft You said I only smoke healthy cigarettes Cause the box changes the smoke you ingest And I only write in blue pens They bring color phrases otherwise dead And they always go, something, like this Goodbye, cruel world, avedersay You don't know, how long I have wanted to say Goodbye, cruel world, adieu You don't know, but I'm going to go Somewhere without you I dreamed that I gave, that neckless you gave me To somebody else They said they needed a love That they had never felt Well if it's all the same to you They needed it more than me But please keep in mind It was only a dream Though I swear I heard us singing Goodbye, cruel world, avedersay You don't know, how long I have wanted to say Goodbye, cruel world, adieu You don't know, but I'm going to go Somewhere without you
14.
My Dear 03:57

credits

released September 27, 2014

Part I: Recorded Fall 2013 in Selz, North Dakota / Everett, Washington

Max Williams - Lyrics
Max Williams & Dayton Hoffart - Music and Production

1. Dove Sta Amore
2. Shawl
3. Art as Work
4. Mutual Mercy
5. Dove Sta No More
6. Goodbye

Part II: Recorded Summer 2014 in San Francisco at SAE with Tyler Weiss

Max Williams - Music and lyrics
Tyler Weiss - Engineering
Rumi - Mixing and Mastering

1. Meta Grrl
2. Ayn Rand of the Valley
3. Ugly Innocence
4. Lullaby
5. Black Mold
6. My Catharsis

Karma - Recorded 2014 in Portland and Seattle by Adam Cordova

Max Williams - Vocals, guitar, lyrics
Adam Cordova - Bass, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering
Diego Banuelos - Drums

My Dear - Recorded 2013 in Olympia, WA by Ari Tutko

Max Williams - guitar, vocals, lyrics
Ari Tutko - Bass, Drums, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering

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Hamartia is a freak/folk/punk project based loosely out of the PNW.

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