The Tower


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The most dangerous letter in the DIY Greek alphabet, XETAS are greeting 2017 with their sophomore album and spring tour, serious as a heart attack and more fun than the drugs they give you in the hospital after the medics bring you back to life.

Pumping through Austin's clogged Red River arteries since 2014, the Austin firebrands have temporarily broken their vows of Shaolin silence with ten tracks of unadulterated defibrillation --an electrifying monument to distorted melody and verbal hooks brought to a full boil.

This, after spending most of 2016 dedicating their lives to anonymity and heated discussions as to whether the city's most indispensable soundperson sleeps in his jacket.

Propelled by a new drummer -O.D.J.- who will one day drum a hole to China solely using jazz brushes, XETAS seemingly are on a collision course with the halls of power, despite the absence of any campaign coordination with the Russian ambassador.

Add in the blitzkrieg guitars, bass and vocals of D and K respectively and you've arrived at a collection of tools of the trade turned weaponized instruments the likes of which are sure to provoke many a sleepless night at NATO Headquarters.

Recorded over a 24-hour period in the fall of 2016 with engineer Ian Rundell (Carl Sagan's Skate Shoes, Spray Paint, Empty Markets), the 37-minute, 10-track album was recorded in less than than 7 minutes --a testimony to the band's energy and capacity for bending time and space after years of monastic devotion.

The melodies are dirty, distorted and delicious, dishing on the world in a jolting and at times unnerving manner, speaking truth to power, assuring a nation already grappling with insomnia under new federal management that it never sleeps again, in soundman Max's jacket, or otherwise.
- Paul Stinson 

(first 200 on red vinyl, includes download code)


released April 14, 2017

D- guitar, vox
K - bass, vox
J - drums, vox

Recorded by Ian Rundell
Mixed by Ian Rundell and XETAS
Photography by Julie Bishop
Mastered by Andrew Nicolaou at Chicago Mastering


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Track Name: The Gaze
Walking down the street
on the way to my car
when I'm at my job
making 8 bucks an hour
When I'm with my kids
When I'm with my friends
I'm living my life
on the defensive

I know you're tired of feeling
Like there's no place left for us to go
I know you're tired of feeling
Like there's nothing left that we can do
When you're tired, I feel it, maybe
There's something that I have to know

Feeling tired, feeling weak
fighting back is killing me
Such a (headache) x4
Feeling tired, feeling weak
if you see I cannot speak
can you please lend your voice to me?

"Hey Baby"
"Where you going?"
"Do you need a ride?"
"Say, where do you work?"
"Do you have a boyfriend? I wanna know"
"Don't say no"
Feeling tired, feeling weak
sick of this inequality
(You can reach
where I cannot be)
Feeling tired, feeling weak
If you see I cannot speak
can you please lend your voice to me?
Track Name: The Lamb
It's true I would hold your hand
as you held me underwater
why don't you tell me, how fucked up is that?
and so I'll be like a lamb as you lead me off
to slaughter
I gave to you always, you never gave back

I suffer your disgust and rank humiliation
nothing repels me, you only attract
through tears I'll recall the years
you held me by the throat
It's better than nothing, but I'm better than that

It's true I would hold your hand as you held me
under water
Why can't I just break free, and never look back
I suffer your disgust and rank humiliation
It's better than nothing, but I'm better than that
Track Name: The Burden
You can tell 'em by their boots
You can taste it in the leather
Yeah I'm tying my own noose
will it hang me any better?
I can't stand it, little boy like you
And I've had it with your cult of youth

Shoulder the burden
(if you can bear it)
I'll destroy it
(just to repair it)
I don't need it
(If i can't wear it)
shoulder the burden

You can tell them by their boots
You can taste it in the leather
Yeah I swear I told the truth
Didn't do me any favors

Swear I told the truth
It didn't make it any better
We've outgrown this cult of youth
can we trust you to know what to do? and
you can taste it on their boots
when they make you lick the leather
I'm tired of feeling the concrete
beneath my knees and I wanna believe that
if I tell the truth
you will make things better
we've outgrown this cult of youth
can we trust you
to know what to do with the burden?
Track Name: The Jaws
I'm so well-rested I can't even sleep
I like sleeping up high but I can't stand the heat
(Chop wood, bend at the knees
carry water, take a drink)
When the sadness monster has got you in it's
Jaws and all seems lost
When the sadness monster has got you in it's
Mouth and it won't bite down
Sometimes there's nothing left to say
Always worried about the future
'cause you can't escape your past
how long can you keep on running?
how far? how fast?
The clock goes off
and I want it to stop
I'm missing you
I can't get off
I can't get up
I'm caught in my dreams
I miss you
even when I'm asleep
I'll let it run out
I'll shut it all off
without you around,
I get lost
If it's not you calling I don't really care
There's no point in trying if you're not there
Why pay my bills for a house I can't keep
or for a phone line that'll never ring?
Track Name: The Tower
I can't think straight
and this noise is doing my head in
I've had no breaks
and every road I've taken, a dead end
Now who are you to try and tell me
I don't need a way out?
Cast my lot, my hand is empty
I don't see a way out
except down

There is no exit here
There is no way out but down

I get so tired
and my mind will go if i let it
I started a fire
and I hope I live to regret it
Track Name: The Hawk
I can play them where they fall
save your speech cuz I don't need it
an operation, clinical
we don't have the time for healing
I can feel blood
rushing out
it's almost over

The worst is yet to come, fuck yes!

Fire shots into the horde
the rabble weep, like so much bleating
Tear up the fucking boards
None can stop this ceaseless beating
Track Name: The Body
I found you just staring
just staring up at the ceiling
Just staring
you were just staring
while yr mouth just hung
kind of open

while yr mouth just hung kind of open
i heard my breath move in slow motion
while my mouth just hung kind of open
can you please get off the sofa?
and then you didn't breathe in
you just stayed kind of still
not breathing and
still not moving

(breathe in/breathe out)
I think of the smell of your house
(breathe in/breathe out)
webs hanging from your tongue
(breathe in/breathe out
breathe in/breathe out)
the ceiling fan shade keeping cutting

8 times we swallow

I counted to thirty
out loud but nobody heard me
out loud but no one heard me
my voice rang true to the open empty
room in the corners
where my mind keeps drifting
and I'm saying again
can you just breathe in?
Then do it again
(and do it again)
until the spiders leave your mouth

(breathe in/breathe out)
a familiar sound
(breathe in/breathe out)
can someone give a fuck?
(breathe in/breathe out)
all my senses keep cutting out

the body's in the open
Track Name: The Future
We hold these truths to be irrelevant
you may as well salt the earth for the taste of it
We bear these arms to defend the men
who profit from our disgrace, keep us in our place
There are consequences to your actions
(reactions, yes) x2

Our future is behind us
things we never get past
our mistakes will define us
chances we'll never get back

we hold these truths to be irrelevant
you may as well scorch the earth and be done
with it
we bear these arms, not to defend ourselves
assault is not defense, revenge is not justice
Track Name: The Machine
There's no way you can keep me here
Made up my mind
Don't get caught in the middle
Don't cross that line

You've got facts you can prattle on
Don't waste my time
I've got precious little
each second's mine

Shut it off

Time won't wind down cause I'm not around
Nor will the sun leave the sky
I won't ask you to understand
just tell me good-bye

I get so tired of dreaming
of races run by never won

Get me off this life support I'm fine

Shut it off
Pull the plug
cut the cord
let me go home

I'm fine with dying x2
I've taken what's been given
I'm fine with dying, I'm sick of trying
I've taken what's been given

Shut it off

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