Dead Cat Bounce

by Isolation Society

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1.
Decisions 04:34
Fuck that bullshit Fuck that bullshit I didn’t do a fucking thing! Shut the hell up! I’m your fucking wife! You’re a fucking child molester! I’m fucking pregnant you fucking child molester! Don’t hit him Don’t hit him Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Hey You thought you knew me but it’s not true You don’t know half the things that I do You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases I’ll sew my mind into a wall There’s no time or season No rhyme or no reason So why bother staying here at all? I make decisions I break decisions I make decisions I break decisions Ah fuck! Go grab that Fuck get off of me! Get off me! Get her off of me! Get off of me! Please help me! Get her the fuck off of me! Get her off of me! Get her the fuck off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me! Fuck you! You thought you saw me You looked right through You don’t see half the things that I do You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases I’ll sew my mind into a wall There’s no time or season No rhyme or no reason So why bother staying here at all? I make decisions I break decisions I make incisions I break decisions You’re going to jail! Jesus Christ! Mad cops! Oh hey! She’s crazy - god damn! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! She’s bipolar as fuck! You don’t think I know you - I think I do You’re the one person I see straight through She’s bipolar as fuck You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases I’ll sew my mind into a wall There’s no time or season No rhyme or no reason So why bother staying here at all? She’s bipolar as fuck You make decisions You break decisions You fake decisions You make incisions I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! She’s bipolar as fuck She’s bipolar as fuck She’s bipolar as fuck
2.
Saturation 05:58
What’s gotten into me? It seems as though my mind can bleed It’s seems my mind can bleed Someday I don’t believe Stars in my head above these thoughts don’t seem to fit like gloves They never fit like gloves So I’ll just walk alone Alone in bed my thoughts start to reel And now it’s really real I think it’s really real Looking to the skies I don’t have to think of reasons why I’ll think of reasons why I’ll think of reasons why What’s it for if not to find you? You’re wound so tight I want to bind you I want to string you up and climb you What’s it for if not to find you? What’s gotten into you? Your insides looking black and blue They’re looking black and blue Your thoughts are tried and true Prayed to a force above the results were just not enough And now you watch the screen And now we watch the screen Alone at night my mind starts to reel I never think it’s real Now is this really real? Look into your eyes Don’t have to think of reasons why I’ll make up reasons why I’ll make up reasons why I walk the streets alone Looking for what I don’t know It’s something in my gut I can’t put my finger on it I’m tired of being poor I want to even the score I walk into a store and buy myself a weapon of war What’s it for? What’s it for? What’s it for? What’s gotten into us? We try to scrub it off like rust We scrub it off like rust It eats away at us We walk it off but the distance is never enough The walking’s not enough The walking’s not enough Alone at night the haunts start to reel And now it’s really real I think it’s really real Look into your eyes Don’t have to make up reasons why I’ll make up reasons why I’ll make up reasons why I learned to swim by throwing myself into the sea…
3.
Amusement 04:45
Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh I have a mirror But it seems useless It doesn’t see what’s on the inside… It doesn’t see what’s on the inside There’s a train that’s in front of you It approaches you don’t know what to do A happy couple sits next to you Raise your glass to obscure the view That’s your adventure It’s a feeling you’re used to That’s your amusement It’s a pain you’ve grown used to Indoors you never noticed I saw the sunlight It started to make me sick Forever ever you asked me I told you around midnight you could never see That’s your adventure It’s a feeling you’re used to That’s your amusement It’s a pain you’ve grown used to Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh I have a mirror but it seems useless it doesn’t see what’s on the inside… it doesn’t see what’s on the inside There’s a train that’s in front of you It approaches you don’t know what to do A happy couple sits next to you Raise your glass to obscure the view That’s your adventure It’s a feeling you’re used to That’s your amusement It’s a pain you’ve grown used to That’s your adventure It’s a feeling you’re used to That’s your amusement It’s a pain you’ve grown used to
4.
Foot Fetish 05:18
We’re using the full power of the federal government to defeat the virus and that’s what we’ve been doing. Last week we secured an initial $8.3 billion from Congress for the coronavirus and that was quickly done and very efficiently done. I want to thank all members of Congress. Yesterday I declared a national emergency, which was a very big deal because it opened up avenues that we would never be able to open up without it and it will make more than $50 billion available to us immediately and disaster relief funds Mr. President: Are you still planning to get tested sir? There are many people right now that are rushing to Costco They’re rushing to grocery stores and filling up their baskets Is that the way to lead? Mr. President: Are you still planning to get tested sir? Yes exactly There are so many people right now that are rushing to Costco They’re rushing to grocery stores all over the country They’re filling up their baskets Is that the right move? This thing that you see It’s not the real me It’s not even close To a facsimile Hand in hand You spread holocaust She’s got tired feet thirteen miles long He seeks relief in his favorite songs They can walk together or they can kill alone You are what you do When things come unglued You are what you do When everything falls on you It’s a sticky situation And no one knows who’s home They both know a creep He’s a reptile born again Sometimes he’s too high You wish the drugs would do him in But he won’t ruin their day they’ll send him away You’re not what you spill When you’re sliding downhill You are where you creep When you could be home asleep So that’s something that we should talk about. I was honored to see that the stock market, you were mostly there with us, set a record in a short period of time, over a 45 minute period that we had the press conference yesterday in the Rose Garden. That was a record, all time record. I think we should do one of them every day perhaps. How about five times a day? We’ll do one five times a day. But that was something to watch and I had no idea. We walked back. I said, “So how did that work out?” They said, “Sir, you just set a new record in the history of the stock market.” So that was pretty good. Is your temperature normal Mr. President? Was your temperature normal Mr. President? Perfectly normal Was your temperature normal Mr. President? Perfectly normal heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh
5.
Family 03:55
911 What’s the address of the emergency? Yes ma’am I just shot my daughter and shot all my grandkids And I’ll be sitting on my step And when you get here I’m gonna shoot myself So every one of ‘em are dead Every one of ‘em are dead Yup Yup Descends the stairs and waves her hand She reaches the landing, she grows weary Her face is wasting and so drawn They’re playing games out on the lawn Love your family So what kind of gun do you have? Love your family It doesn’t matter what kind of gun I got - they’re all dead Love your family And then when you get here I’ll shoot myself Love your family And then you figure out what kind of gun it is Abandoned tears in a luncheonette You’re thinking that your father knows best You see the twilight through the haze Figure out what kind of gun it is She’s reaching out for better days Love your family You figure out what kind of gun it is Love your family You figure out what kind of gun Love your family Love your family I don’t want to hear it ma’am I’m done with every fucking thing Bring the mother fuckers out here that’s all Because all the kids are dead in the house Bring the mother fuckers out here All the kids are dead in the house I don’t want to hear it ma’am I’m done with every fucking thing How many people? Six kids, one adult Six kids and one adult ? Yeah And one of ‘ems a baby One of ‘ems a baby Descends the stairs and waves her hand She reaches the landing she grows teary Her face is wasting and so drawn They’re playing games out on the lawn Love your family All the kids are dead in the house Love your family All the kids are dead Love your family All the kids are dead in the house Love your family All the kids are dead Love your family All the kids are dead Love your family Kids are dead Love your family All the kids are dead Love your family One of ‘ems a baby
6.
Drug Store 04:36
Well worn is the soap you hold Those paths are now overgrown We tried not to let those things grow We try not to let those things go We used to talk about everything and not hold back We used to talk about everything and not hold back But now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Well worn are the hands we hold We act as if time’s too slow Love can be a choir wind The fall is what silences it all in In the dark I fester In the light I’m destroyed In the dark I fester In the light I’m destroyed Now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Take heed on the path you tread So lonesome and you’re not alone The silhouette falls just like ashes Forgetting what you’ve already known If I go forward Follow me If I hesitate Push me If I go forward Follow me If I hesitate Push me! Now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Now when we talk It’s only okay It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered Nothing like I thought I had remembered I remember I remember I remember I remember I remember I remember I remember I remember Like a tattoo you got under my skin Like a tattoo you got under my skin Like a tattoo you got under my skin Like a tattoo you got under my skin
7.
Out Doors 04:27
Infatuation for this place Insulate myself from space to space A voice comes through from the past What I hate now will it collapse As I walk the forest edge There’s a voice that screams again You’re cold now will you wear my coat Outside it shines we’ve learned by rote I can see the car crash peel your body from all forms (I forgot to look both ways) The thought fades away You give yourself cigarette burns (You can’t talk to me that way) Shelter amongst strangers Does anyone ever learn? (I’m gonna make you pay) I tried to pull the blade out, but that knife still turns (This is not my day) To hear What I forgot Diseased By what I sought Evacuation from this place Insulate myself from space to space A voice comes through from the past What I hate now Will it collapse? As I walk the forest edge There’s a voice that screams again You’re cold now will you wear my coat Outside it shines we’ve learned by rote I design the car crash peel your body from all forms (I never looked both ways) The thought fades away You give yourself cigarette burns (Don’t look at me that way) Shelter amongst strangers Does anyone ever learn? (You can’t talk to me that way) I tried to pull the knife out but that blade still turns (I don’t like you anyway) To hear What I forgot Diseased By what I sought (Don’t look at me that way) (You can’t talk to me that way) (This is not my day…) Aaaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaaah Aaaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaaah
8.
Moisture 04:27
This is a Bronx bound 5 express train. The next stop is Grand Central, 42nd Street. You really a man? How much of a man are you? You supposed to be here for me. Why you put me in this position if you’re not gonna be here? Oh! Ooohhhh! Ooohhhh! Oh huh huh! You could take a plane To a place that bids you amity We’re playing games Who’s the escort and who’s the one to take the blame? You always seek Faceless trysts on lofty balconies Always ends the same You’re seeking sanity where you once found relief I told myself that everything was fine I ripped I ran I crossed the line (Every time you touch it and it lacks guts it’s moisture) That’s what gets me clicked and starry (Sometimes it sticks to you and it ain’t because of glue it’s moisture) That’s what gets me clicked and starry Oh! (You’re seeking amusement Now you can’t pay the rent Moisture) You had some game with your anorexic sex drive You like to tame all the weary tarts in the neighborhood You want to try every flavor and everything you see That well runs dry You’re seeking sanity where you once found relief I told myself that everything was fine I ripped I ran I crossed the line (Every time you touch it It lacks guts it’s moisture) That’s what gets me clicked and starry (Sometimes it sticks to you It ain’t because of glue Moisture) That’s what gets me clicked and starry oh! (You’re seeking amusement Now you can’t pay the rent Moisture) Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things What kind of man are you? You’re supposed to be here for me. Why you put me in this position if you’re not gonna be here? Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things Sweat through the box springs Sweat all the little things
9.
Take It 03:34
Whaaaaah! Take it You can take it Take it Just take it I’d rather not have anything Than scrape and claw for everything I’d rather not have anything Than scrape and claw for everything There is no need to live for greed It doesn’t mean a thing to me None of this means a thing to me None of this means anything I’d rather not have anything Than scrape and claw for everything You can take it Just take it Take it I can’t take it You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it It’s just another thing that you take for granted It’s just another thing for you to take for granted You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it If you had it on a silver platter you wouldn’t know It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me It doesn’t mean a thing to me You can take it - whoah You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it If you had it on a silver platter you wouldn’t know I’d rather not have anything Than scrape and claw for everything You can take it - whoah Just take it Just….

about

The second album from New York’s ISOLATION SOCIETY.

ISOLATION SOCIETY is a three piece band from New York, made up of Julie Hair (3 Teens Kill 4): bass, samples and voice, Richard Hutchins (Live Skull, Art Gray Noizz Quintet, Shilpa Ray): drums, and Ian Wilson (Star Spangles): guitar and voice.

Content driven songs utilizing samples drawn from popular culture, combine with lyrics about the human condition and personal politics. The sonic element draws from the diverse musical and influences that each band member brings to the table.

Isolation Society: Dead Cat Bounce out now! 

“Isolation Society is a modern day gothic New York City noise band who foreshadowed our current reality of social distancing and isolation. I love the way Julie, Ian and Rich combine drum and bass grooves, incongruous guitar and vocal harmonies, with samples and disturbing lyrics to create pensive pop songs. The opening accusations of “Decisions”, layered vocals and subway sounds of “Moisture”, and chaotic Corona Virus media musings of “Foot Fetish” incorporate samples from the noise of our lives. Isolation Society references art and popular culture while questioning the status quo.I’m a big fan of that. 

The trio have bona fide connections to well known seminal New York City bands from the 80’s and 90’s including Live Skull, 3 Teens Kill 4 and Star Spangles . . . but this ain’t no history lesson or nod to the past. This record ‘Dead Cat Bounce’ is a consumate ride into the present with ten discrepant tracks. Have a listen and pick your poison.”

- Cynthia Ross
B Girls, New York Junk, Electro Jets

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released June 12, 2020

Julie Hair: bass, samples and voice
Richard Hutchins: drums and percussion
Ian Wilson: guitar and voice
Nikki D’Agostino: Saxaphone on SATURATION, FOOT FETISH and MOISTURE

All Songs Recorded at Studio H, Brooklyn by Richard Hutchins
Mixed by Eric Hoegemeyer
Except Foot Fotish (Live at Never Records) bonus track: Recorded, mixed & Lathe cut by Ted Riederer/Never Records at BAM. Digitized from vinyl master.

Produced by Isolation Society
Mastered by Jim Kissling

Also songs © and ℗ 2020 Studio H Publishing, BMI

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“Isolation Society is a modern day gothic New York City noise band who foreshadowed our current reality of social distancing and isolation.
The trio have bona fide connections to seminal New York City bands from the 80’s and 90’s including Live Skull, 3 Teens Kill 4 and Star Spangles . . ‘Dead Cat Bounce’ is a consumate ride into the present. Have a listen and pick your poison."
- Cynthia Ross
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