Swans is a band from New York, United States, active from 1982 to 1997, reformed in 2010, led by singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Michael Gira.
Marginally associated with the no wave scene at first, their original sound was slow and extremely heavy, with live performances that were often so brutal and physical that in a number of instances certain audience members were made ill, police were called and venues were shut down. This early physical sound is possibly best heard on the live album Public Castration Is A Good idea.
519 members
Swans
Swans is a band from New York, United States, active from 1982 to 1997, reformed in 2010, led by singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Michael Gira.
Marginally associated with the no wave scene at first, their original sound was slow and extremely heavy, with live performances that were often so brutal and physical that in a number of instances certain audience members were made ill, police were called and venues were shut down. This early physical sound is possibly best heard on the live album Public Castration Is A Good idea.
519 members
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Move Away
From the EP ''Stratagem'' - 4 tracks analogic
published in 2025
Bass and drum machine - greyVision
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You All Had One Neck
FOR FANS OF:
Have A Nice Life, Holy Fawn, Brand New
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Lyrics:
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When I grow up
I’ll be a selfish man
Cut off from
All of my friends
When I grow up
I wanna cast a stone
Wash off blood
That ain’t my own
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
The knots tied tight and its ready to drop
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
Hands held high so the fall don’t stop
When I grow up
I’ll buy a piece of land
Own some slaves
And cut off hands
When I grow up
I wanna burn the iron
Bullet hole
So I can fondle my scar
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
The knots tied tight and its ready to drop
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
Hands held high so the fall don’t stop
(Yeah, the hands held high)
(So the fall)
(Don't stop)
(It won't stop)
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock, cinderblockmore
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