Global Charming
Global Charming are a Dutch post-punk quartet emerging from the Amsterdam u… Read Full Bio ↴Global Charming are a Dutch post-punk quartet emerging from the Amsterdam underground, exorcising the banality of everyday life. On their October 2020 début album, Mediocre, brutal, the band explore the monotony of daily routines, survival of the dullest kind, because boring is intense.
Fuelled by the lingering energy of repetitive rhythm, the band’s album is loaded by wayward guitars that wash away the dead taste of vending machine coffee, breaking free from frustration with sharp jolts. Lyrics about cutlery and new coats blend with Global Charming’s lean compositions, marked by playful synths and percussion.
https://globalcharming.bandcamp.com
Fuelled by the lingering energy of repetitive rhythm, the band’s album is loaded by wayward guitars that wash away the dead taste of vending machine coffee, breaking free from frustration with sharp jolts. Lyrics about cutlery and new coats blend with Global Charming’s lean compositions, marked by playful synths and percussion.
https://globalcharming.bandcamp.com
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Global Charming Lyrics
05 Born to be a Knife Please lay still You’re just a shadow on my wall now Floatin…
07 My Turn to Sleep By heaven sent Set for today Sits on a shelve Help on the…
Born to Be a Knife Please lay still You’re just a shadow on my wall now Floatin…
Celebration It seems like most of these days Barely am existing I’m so…
Curveball A body so fit No trauma no sickness A vessel for success…
Heal It’s a load of pain I believe it’s structured If I open…
If it Is Is dying going away Is leaving to stay Is the truth even…
My Turn to Sleep By heaven sent Set for today Sits on a shelve Help on the…
No Compromise No compromise no compromise for me I’m so tired to the…
Office Hell Well it’s summer in the streets But our winter never passed …
Soft Fruit Breathes on it’s own Money to keep Reach in the hole I need…