On September 26th, 2014, Screaming Headless Torsos released Code Red, the highly anticipated first record in almost a decade. On October 1st the Torsos hit the road for the European leg of their “Code Red Tour”. The first full-length release with lead singer Freedom Bremner was produced by Torsos Veteran producer Gregg Fine and showcases their signature “gumbo” of rock, pop, R&B, jazz and electro-soul, and boasts an impressive roster of special guests including guitarist James Valentine (Maroon 5), Bernie Worrell (Parliament Funkadelic, Talking Heads), Casey Benjamin (Robert Glasper Experiment) and 14 time GRAMMY-Award winning producer Ron Saint Germain takes the helm on the title track.
“Code Red” the title track and collaboration with Ron Saint Germain is a pop/metal anthem that rocks at break-neck speed and tells the story of the horrors of post-traumatic stress -- of a soldier who can’t escape the nightmares in his head. James Valentine, guitarist of Maroon 5, known for his hooky guitar grooves, steps out on the electro-soul jam “Brooce Swayne” with a shredding Munsters-Meets-Maggot-Brain solo. “Wizard of Woo”, the tribute to legendary keyboardist and founding member of Parliament Funkadelic, Bernie Worrell, is a madcap, tempo-shifting rollercoaster ride that features Worrell and unites the Torsos with the Mothership as only he can.
Over the past 19 years, SHT, lead by David Fiuczynski, has been quietly expanding their reach as the cultish wild child of rock, jazz and soul. After the critically acclaimed release of their debut album Screaming Headless Torsos, after Musician Magazine named them one of the “Top 10 Bands to Watch”, the band has continued to be embraced by fans in the jazz and alternative rock communities. “It’s pretty wild, when we’re playing some of these big festivals, to see new fans who were children when our first record came out,” said Fiuczysnki. It is SHT’s message and groove and that keeps bringing fans into the fold from around the world.
Graffiti Cemetery
Screaming Headless Torsos Lyrics
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What's this? A bottle in front of me
Grinding feeling rougher than the norm
Throw a tape of the quiet storm
Flash dreams 'bout the last birth of a nation
In genes beneath the last stop at station
A culture, buried at subway here
But God favors those with the biggest cannon
And even killers of the culture need a companion
Spare nothing 'bout quarter nor sugar for dime
Woe to the conquered in the face of the crime
Better chillin' on a ledge catchin' tropical breeze
Than in jail coppin' sexually transmitted diseases
And lost like craft of many or most
In a mediocre world no need to boast
Green Blue switch lights
Blackness cut by blinding white headlights
Silence and peace of art treasures hidden away
Between stations Stillness framed by cold metal angles
Ghost stop sculptures of Strobe light animation
When trains pass by
Exuberant zig zag of calligraffiti
Comes alive in this modern city
Like ancient cave paintings transformed to this day
Buried alive, left to decay
Like a gem in the mud never ceasing to shine
Surrounded by people this moment is mine
Ancient hieroglyphics of our day
Burst alive in a surprising display of
Sparks flying through strange incantation
Girders choke light causing strobe light claymation
On the Writing on the wall in this lonely shrine
Train passes by but this moment can't be denied
Brooding energy ready to explode at any time
Brightens up my day riding the subway
Same as my craft tries to awaken the hidden and lost
Graffiti cemetery locked away in your heart and mind
The song "Graffiti Cemetery" by Screaming Headless Torsos is a reflection on the nature of art, particularly street art and graffiti. The first stanza establishes the confusion and uncertainty around the concept of art, with the singer asking "what is it?" and noting the discomfort of a "grinding feeling rougher than the norm." The second stanza brings in themes of culture and history, referencing the "last birth of a nation" and the burial of a culture at a subway station. The third stanza explores the power dynamics and hierarchies within the world of art, with a nod to the notion that "God favors those with the biggest cannon" and the idea that even those who destroy art need companionship.
Line by Line Meaning
Art. What is it? Asking quizzically
This line questions the definition of art.
What's this? A bottle in front of me
This line describes a bottle that is in front of the singer.
Grinding feeling rougher than the norm
This line describes a feeling of roughness.
Throw a tape of the quiet storm
This line suggests listening to music.
Flash dreams 'bout the last birth of a nation
This line describes the artist's dreams about the birth of a nation.
In genes beneath the last stop at station
This line references genetics and a subway station.
A culture, buried at subway here
This line references a culture that is buried at a subway station.
No wonder some people are called the devil
This line suggests that some people are viewed negatively.
But God favors those with the biggest cannon
This line suggests that people with power are favored.
And even killers of the culture need a companion
This line suggests that even those who destroy culture need companionship.
Spare nothing 'bout quarter nor sugar for dime
This line suggests not holding back criticism.
Woe to the conquered in the face of the crime
This line suggests that the conquered will suffer from crime.
Better chillin' on a ledge catchin' tropical breeze
This line suggests enjoying a relaxing moment.
Than in jail coppin' sexually transmitted diseases
This line suggests that jail is not a pleasant place to be.
And lost like craft of many or most
This line refers to people being lost.
In a mediocre world no need to boast
This line suggests that boasting is not necessary in a mediocre world.
Green Blue switch lights
This line references the colors of switch lights.
Blackness cut by blinding white headlights
This line describes the contrast of blackness and bright headlights.
Silence and peace of art treasures hidden away
This line describes the peacefulness of hidden art treasures.
Between stations Stillness framed by cold metal angles
This line describes stillness between subway stations.
Ghost stop sculptures of Strobe light animation
This line references sculptures that are animated by strobe lights.
When trains pass by
This line references the passing of trains.
Exuberant zig zag of calligraffiti
This line describes the calligraphy-like style of street art.
Comes alive in this modern city
This line suggests that street art is alive in the modern city.
Like ancient cave paintings transformed to this day
This line compares street art to ancient cave paintings.
Buried alive, left to decay
This line references street art that is ignored and left to decay.
Like a gem in the mud never ceasing to shine
This line suggests that street art is like a gem that still shines despite being hidden.
Surrounded by people this moment is mine
This line suggests that the artist is enjoying a moment alone surrounded by people.
Ancient hieroglyphics of our day
This line references the street art as a form of communication.
Burst alive in a surprising display of
This line suggests that the art suddenly comes alive.
Sparks flying through strange incantation
This line references sparks and a mystical incantation.
Girders choke light causing strobe light claymation
This line references a scene where girders obstruct light in a strobe-like way.
On the Writing on the wall in this lonely shrine
This line references the writing on walls in a secluded location.
Train passes by but this moment can't be denied
This line references a moment that cannot be ignored.
Brooding energy ready to explode at any time
This line suggests a sense of energy that could erupt.
Brightens up my day riding the subway
This line suggests that riding the subway can be uplifting.
Same as my craft tries to awaken the hidden and lost
This line suggests that the singer's craft is trying to bring out parts of society that are hidden or lost.
Graffiti cemetery locked away in your heart and mind
This line references a cemetery of forgotten street art that is locked away in people's hearts and minds.
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