In A Crowded Room

In A Crowded Room
Location:
Marina Del Rey, CA
Members:
Chad Calek – Vocals, Guitar & Programming
Bio:
Never meant was heaven sent to blend in with those who would attempt to straighten what once was bent. A crown of thorns we all once were born with. What we question is no longer a myth. Even though you never know, we all should agree that we should not have slept. For within your home the oceans roam as the king of Babylon sits tired, but then again, that’s what he gets. Smiles on dresses from old ladies messes still caress the blessed who stress onward with loving regret. But still Father Time looks on and pines over his hands stained with wine as the trees once again dig in…ready to begin. This is your youth. That was your life. You have become something. We met. She grew wet. The others should have never slept. For the women of Babylon could have walked away. But instead…they wept. In spite of crawling shadows that matter to only those who had her, only the youngest can truly grow old. It’s the mold of memories that fathers must sing. And when they sing their song their words will ring in the ears of children who no longer know what to give, but still know what to bring. The dance is tonight. The dance is tomorrow night. The dance is over. In the shadows the ladies sleep as the shivers creep deep into constant shrieks of loneliness. Three of the five stood covered in the mudd they created. One would keep going. One would grow. One would age. One would run. One would lose track of the page. But all would die that day…and live to tell about it. They would tell a tale is filled with lies that are built upon absolute truth. On the outside we grow. Slowly we die on the inside. The question is questioning the greater question. The answers are hard to find even though they will never hide. Find the women and you’ll find the book of answers is open wide. Find the women of Lustral Babylon Hayride. It’s within the audible molding that is told…by Private Rankinold.
Discography:
Coming soon.
Recommended If You Like:
Elliott Smith, Pink Floyd, Mad Season
Links:
MySpace


