The Bled was an American post-hardcore band from Tucson, Arizona formed in … Read Full Bio ↴The Bled was an American post-hardcore band from Tucson, Arizona formed in 2001. They released four albums (Pass the Flask, Found in the Flood, Silent Treatment, and Heat Fetish) before disbanding in 2012.
Final lineup:
Jeremy Ray Talley – guitar (2001–2012)
James Muñoz – vocals (2003–2012)
Robbie Burbidge – guitar (2009–2012)
Josh Skibar – drums (2009–2012)
Mike Patton – bass guitar (2011–2012)
Former members:
Mike Celi – bass guitar (2001–2004)
Adam Goss – vocals (2001–2003)
Brad Murray – bass guitar (2009–2010)
Ross Ott – guitar (2001–2008)
Mike Pedicone – drums (2001–2008)
Darren Simoes – bass guitar (2004–2008)
Shane Sheffer – bass guitar (2010–2011)
Final lineup:
Jeremy Ray Talley – guitar (2001–2012)
James Muñoz – vocals (2003–2012)
Robbie Burbidge – guitar (2009–2012)
Josh Skibar – drums (2009–2012)
Mike Patton – bass guitar (2011–2012)
Former members:
Mike Celi – bass guitar (2001–2004)
Adam Goss – vocals (2001–2003)
Brad Murray – bass guitar (2009–2010)
Ross Ott – guitar (2001–2008)
Mike Pedicone – drums (2001–2008)
Darren Simoes – bass guitar (2004–2008)
Shane Sheffer – bass guitar (2010–2011)
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Heat Fetish
The Bled Lyrics
Crawling Home I just can't leave this alone; meat for the wolves…
Crowbait Dream poacher, you lost it in a hailstorm of flies,…
Devolver We crawled out of the ocean for the evolution to conduct…
Mouthbreather I know you thought I would go quietly but I never…
Need New Conspirators Tell me, how many years have you felt so sick? To…
Needs As the moon waxed and waned, He felt the depth of…
Night Errors All your moves are an act to me, If I'm…
Running Through Walls I clutched the wheel, burned the trail in search of…
Shouting Fire in a Crowded Room We have followed our leaders into the vault of a…
Smoke Breaks Slave away, for the price of your youth you can…
When Exiting Your Vehicle You and I are not survivors, decorated victims of a…