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If you follow blert on bandcamp, you've probably already heard this new song (will hit streaming services like Spotify on the 11th). We're still putting the finishing touches on a few songs that blert recorded back around 2002-2005 which we'll bundle-up in an album we'll call New Day Undone.

This song started out as "Bingo Bars" which had some of the dumbest lyrics ever written. Getting decent lyrics into my music has always been a challenge and the early version of this song is a great example of my verbal under- achievement. Yet we stuck with that song and even played it in front of audiences. Why? We really loved the music - it's very blert: a tricky rhythm, a weird harmony, a chance for something epic...

I remember when this song arrived, Neal and I were in our space at Downtown Rehearsal Studios and one of us found some book for drummers (icymi: drummers read!) about odd time signatures. The book contained exercises in which they lay down a beat in 4/4 and then add or drop a beat in a phrase.

Neal loved to experiment with beats and rhythms that don't fit into a mold and these exercises kept us on our toes. I liked playing simple guitar lines along with one particular pattern and then BOOM- something clicked. Bingo Bars arrived quickly.

Flash-forward to the now and between Neal and Tasha we have new lyrics which are so much more vital and current - we added some other arrangement twists that help this song really blast off. Hope you are ready to escape...

Feeling all the rage
Feeding it for days
The beauty has lost its luster
All I hear is hate
Seeing all the ways
We've seemingly gone insane
Think of all your lost ones
Peeling off the pain


Really must escape
Make for better space
The joys have drowned in our sorrows
Breath is hard to take
Giving up the game
Been feeling it for days
The moment has lost momentum
And belief is fake
Escape
Escape
Escape


Another one dead today
And rage is what I pray
Breaking all composure
Hey that's all O.K.
Time to leave this placev Some will choose to stay
There's no room for the dead ones
Everything falls away
Escape
Escape
Escape


In this age of madness
Filled with rage and a false sense of hope
We come so close now
Has it all been a fucking joke
Who writes the narrative
Where one thing is more than the rest
Destroy the premise
And escape this
Whatever you call It
And these things we are tripping about
The beasts in the room
Where the space between me and you
Is in doubt
How can we ever be free
Ever be free


How can we ever be free

Go listen:

Blert put a new song onto Bandcamp today. CTRL-Z is something we started working on back in '01 or '02. We recorded the instrumental tracks in our space at Rocker rehearsal studio (Dore Alley). Tasha & Neal recorded the vocal tracks in Neal's bedroom in Portland a couple weeks ago (yeah, 2020).

That's not what I wanted That's not how I want it to go Hey can we Reset the button Pretend that it wasn't so And make like a different Option is selected Take on a new life That isn't so expected

That's not what I wanted That's not how I want it to go Hey can I Reset the button Pretend that this it isn't so And make like a different Option is selected Walk down a new road That doesn't seem perfected Go down another path That's not So perplexing So contrived So destructive So not I

This is not what I wanted This is not how I want it to go Hey can we Reset the buttons Live again like it wasn't so And make like a different Option was selected Take on another choice That wasn't so invested Go for the life I imagined

So creative So alive So playful So sublime So elated So divine So translative

So not I That's not how I want it to go Control-Z Live again like it wasn't so Control-Z This is not how I want it to go Control-Z Go back a few steps ago

Because It doesn't look so fine It doesn't seem so grand It doesn't feel like mine

Go listen