Like Stealing by Phlogiston

Phlogiston
Pop
Current Round: 1  
3.56
 

Featuring Jay Quibodeaux on bass guitar, feelin' that groove and crushin' them souls.

The lyrics were inspired by the behaviour of some of the people I work with who obsessively scutinise everything for unfairness without observing themselves.
We don't need permission to be human and our needs aren't a theft which deprives others.

For the verses I attempted in every audio way to represent the uncomfortable feeling of being watched and judged, while the chorus is the relief of suddenly blurting out repressed fury and indignation.

Featured Review

This is an excellent well written artistic pop song-with some great little chord changes n melodic lines shimmering...
Very creative n cool
I love the strangeness of mood thats created..How its a little sinister n creepy then shifts to a major feel even within the verse 'never write your rules by candlelight'..Thats to me a sign of an inspirational songwriter..Keeping you guessing where the transitions are going all the way thru and-even on a first listen-seeming both natural AND suprising..Really intuitive n cool..Shades of Beatles (the 7th after 'go your way),Bowie n Kate Bush (the mood,intelligence,vocal line and strangeness of mood)
Chorus is great-An intuitive,memorable release-Kinda upbeat n slightly sad at the same time
Productionwise-some great harmonies,little production tricks
Fabulous little bass-riff too-great hook..
Being picky-i could've done without the 'dance' appeasing rimshots being so high in the mix-but thats such a minor quibble-since its fundamentally such a really creative cool song n track
Thanx for the inspiration
Another for my favourites :)

Steve Ison

Lyrics

Who's disappearing now?
Who's on the other side?
Never write your rules by candlelight

Who’s making noises now?
And taking their time
That duplicity doesn’t pass me by

And when you feel like screaming put your hand in the air
Then it won’t feel like stealing
The highway has to go your way

Whose picky comb goes through
All the things that you do
I observe decrees by arctic light

And when you feel like screaming put your hand in the air
Then it won’t feel like stealing
And when you feel like screaming put your hand in the air
Then it don’t feel like stealing
The highway has to go your way.

Who’s on the spoon side now
The medicine goes down
Who’s on the high rise now
Starting to fall


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