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The Subtleties

by Saied

DIY; lo-fi; dark acoustic punk
Genre: Rock: Acoustic
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  Song Share Time Download
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1. Duck on a Slant
4:07 FREE
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2. An Intro I Guess
1:02 FREE
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3. Doggie Crevices
2:58 FREE
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4. Penetrating Repercussions
3:27 FREE
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5. Anal Thieves
4:39 FREE
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6. Heroin Bobby
2:05 FREE
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7. Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights (Live)
3:36 FREE
Downloads are available as MP3-320 files.

ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
Hey buddies. Welcome to Saied. I really appreciate you listening! Truly. This EP represents the start of my musical journey and is a small lo-fi preview of what is to come in the following years as I create. Recorded Winter 2016/Spring 2017. Everything done by me. Like a fine wine, I, too, get better with time. Titles mostly unrelated. My upcoming project will be a collaborative effort between Luci Elliot and co-owner of Hometeam Records, titled Kill And Eat Your Pets, to be released under an official to-be-determined record label. I can be found on most music platforms. I hope my music can get through to you and even slightly improve your day-- my messages heard. You are not alone. Please feel free shoot me a message at the_saied@yahoo.com with any messages, questions, or comments.

"As I sat down to write, I wondered whether it was the right time to do so. The accumulation of knowledge is a continuous process, and it is difficult to say at what point one should say: 'Stop here and write down whatever information has accumulated up until now.... It is certain that I could describe many things better and add many new ideas if I were to start this book two or three years from now.... [I have decided to start writing at my present level of ignorance. This effect does seem to justify my decision to publish this information now." --Itzakh Bentov
Bentov, Itzhak. Introduction. Stalking the Wild Pendulum: On the Mechanics of Consciousness. New York: E.P. Dutton, 1977. 1. Print.


Musical Influences
--Dave Grohl of Foo Fighters/Nirvana
--Rivers Cuomo of Weezer
--Neutral Milk Hotel
--Elliott Smith
--The Airborne Toxic Event
--Tony Simon (Blockhead)
--John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats
--AJJ (fka. Andrew Jackson Jihad)
--The Taxpayers/Rob Morton of The Taxpayers


Favorite Artists as of 09/12/2017, just for fun
1. Elliott Smith
2. The Taxpayers
3. The Mountain Goats
4. Infected Mushroom
5. Blockhead
6. Avenged Sevenfold
7. Eyedea & Abilities
8. or 9. Harley Poe
8. or 9. Mischief Brew
10. Incubus


Track Listing
1. duck on a slant
2. an intro I guess
3. d0ggie crevices.
4. penetrating repercussions
5. anal thieves
6. Heroin Bobby
7. Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights


LYRICS

Track 1- duck on a slant

I wrote a song on this record, for my then girlfriend, about 3 years ago
Though it took just six hours, I was fucking sweating balls I somehow managed to get blood streams pourin' out my stone soul
How long my words would retain relevance I didn't know.
Those you held so close will let you go.

If we didn't feel a sense, of permanence, towards our
actions, you see,
We'd feel our time was wasted at Point A or any spot
prior to Point B
Though I lost the girl, a stepping stone was needed
to be who I am and all I can and what I will be
...got it?

You learn when you fall
You take in it all from your failures
You were just a lesson in my life's curriculum, you know?
you learn when you fall
You take in it all from your failures
Make decisions, try the best that you can, to move on

It's okay. And it's alright.
Appreciate the scenery as you pass by
Enjoy the subtleties in every-day life

Went on a walk with my weiner dog, and stopped to feel the breeze,
There was passion in the wind, some little passing
playing kids, and I enjoyed all seconds of life at my feet
Now know things would be alright for me.
Pain's temporary, just part of the journey.

It all seems so real in the moment when you feel your
life ends with defeat,
I dont feel regret for the lows that I got, working through the bullshit gives purpose to me
Though I bared that hell, a stepping stone was needed
to be who I am and all I can and what I will be
...got it?

you learn when you fall
You take in it all from your failures
You were just a lesson in my life's curriculum, you know?
you learn when you fall
You take in it all from your failures
Make decisions, try the best that you can, to move on

But it's okay. I guess it's alright, that
The best of times perceived are limited-time
To us the moment's just a second 'till it dies
Though they last forever through eternal eyes

-END.

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Track 2- an intro I guess

Oh uh, well now. Welcome to Saied, a grand and mystical adventure, fun for the whole family, by kids for kids.
A collection of songs I wrote in the last few years about the hardships I bared and the lessons I extracted from them.
A dramatic tale of self-expression.
Sometimes, when the big picture is shit, it's best to focus on the intricacies and subtleties of it all to make it through the day.
Music finds me when I am lost. Recorded in the safety of my own basement home. For now, this is the best I got I guess.

-END.

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Track 3- d0ggie crevices

By the way, you ever just get sick of it all?

Recording in the deep underground; I'm alone
my cave-like abode is my dark basement home.
Then off to the workplace tavern to continue this
dim-lit tragedy;
blacked-out and tinted windows always get the best
of me.

I'm sIck of the shit I put me through.
I'm tired of the unrelenting schedule.
I'm bored of the cycle of all that I do.
Exhausted traveling from one depressing
excuse for a place to another!

Stuck in a perpetual dusk;
Aren't you tIred of relief being absent?
Aren't you sick of this damned place you're in?
Aren't you bored of, well, everything?

It's tIme now-- I have a story to tell to express my
true self.
I can't lie to myself, putting comfort on the back
shelf!
But it's just the tint of how I look at it--
the perspective of a jail you don't know
just when you'll leave!

I'm just sick of the road that I chose to follow,
I'm just tired of this winding path of sorrow,
Take control, make this life your own
Just exhausted searching for the light in it all

-END.

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Track 4- penetrating repercussions

It's about that time of the dreadful day again.
When the power of love and some coffee dont do it, and
attention comes to the unkempt covers.
You say you're done, and the clock hits 1 a.m.

Into the moat down the throat in Splenda streams.
When the door opens to perceiving waking dreams.
Christmas lights gleam and the text on the screen
illuminates reasons you should've been asleep;
dissociate.

Comfort comes from the sound of the pill parade.
You don't know where they're made,
or ins and outs of the trade,
But you minimized the pain,
I don't know long I've laid here.
But you know how to take it, ignore them, embrace it
Invincibility, and I can't feel my skin--
Shut out reality and this body I'm in; dissociate.

You sever your ties and end up lying at the peak of
loneliness.
Lines are blending, encompassed bliss, heightened
sense of consciousness.
It took all I had and left just this, a soul relying on a fix
Of Dissociatives, learned everything, at the cost of
regression of my social being!


A week without, and I'm trying to keep without
Numbing myself; instead I cut, smoke, or pout.
And I drive insane to meet the quota in my brain
of self-destruction, NDE's, and hate I must sustain;
dissociate.

The wanting ravaged me and left just a frame
Empti- and peaceful- ness Are all that remain
Beauty ain't the same, and the yearning will not cease; nothing fits right like that feeling in the core of me.

Dissociate and escape your environment
And so, see, box your mindset up, switch out your lens
with one that takes a few large steps back from this
bullshit place.
Everything you hate is sucker punched upon its face.
Modified conditions, no stereoscopic vision,
Blank simplicity, I paused my pity for our race
like a well-needed 2-week-paid vacation you want to
stay on.

You sever your ties and end up lying at the peak of
loneliness.
You don't mind: encompassed bliss, heightened sense
of consciousness.
Mainly gone for most of it, waking life will be distant
On dissociatives, learned awareness, at the cost of the quality of life I will live!

-END.

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Track 5- anal thieves

When living brings life to all time lows,
when living brings life to hell.
An anxious mess, fell apart from stress;
there's not much to relish now, but

on Wednesdays my smile comes
and stays throughout the day.
In need of rest, I've been depressed:
what a way to say that no one

else has been here for me.
As we form we gradually see.
So on this spot your mistrust rots and
falls apart to pieces in my hand; it's what I've got!

So beautiful and flawless
when I watch your every move.
A simple glance astonishes and
launches warmth into my heart. We've

spent first days, (weeks, months,) now years
in ecstasy and despair.
Utopian highs and grisly lows--
throughout you've been there (for me, and)

you're still in shock to find
you're always on my mind.
So on this spot your mistrust rots and
falls apart to pieces in my head; it's what I've got!

Use these shards to mark our progress.
We've come so far, let's demonstrate ( or celebrate) this

All this time, we've had the same heart,
wondering if we've still been in love
will last as phases pass--
memories watched from behind glass.

Things grow and prosper as we watch the
sound drain from the trees at last.
Realize what is real, you see:
emotion got the best of me.

On this spot, your mistrust rots.

All this time, we've had the same heart,
Working hard to nurture our young love
that lasts though phases pass--
Safely cradled while time passed fast

And yet we grow and prosper and we
watch the peace sneak up our faces.
Realize what is real, you see:
Cass, you got the best of me.

On this spot, your mistrust rots.

-END.

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Track 6- Heroin Bobby

It always fucking seems to be
that all the things that sheeple see
are distorted perceptually,
and trash what mean so much to me.

A friend with a problem, no problem.
'Til prescription Suboxone runs out, and
misinformed call the diseased dirty people.
I call it pain and a shameful but heartbreaking outcome.

Desperate eyes apologize;
fear breeds lies.
I see through to the prize.
I don't judge when what you work for fails to thrive,
and the package of the greater life you ordered
don't arrive.
The sheep all do. You watch them, too;
But that's not what's hurting you. You simply fall
concerned with the godforsaken day to get through.

So why treat me like I've done you wrong? You've
Broken down--dissolved the friendship--
spread this bitter passion throughout my song

The shit you dished out karma won't bring back to you
So manually my bed and clothes, free meals, my car--
Give me them back; lost twenty score days...

I'll take my respect and when I was a last resort
to you, and my way
I'll trash them carelessly, as done to the support
I gave...

Your M.I.A. addicted days
will end the same way they were made--
alone and floating in a haze
of opiates that lay your grave. x2

-END.

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Track 7- Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights (cover)

[Thank you to The Taxpayers for allowing me to cover their song!]

-END.


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