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'BLOW’
A galvanizing start to 2024 from South London’s CALL TO THE VOID. The band’s new track is deeply rhythmic hard Rock Noir with shades of The Cult, Black Sabbath, Phil Anselmo and Jim Morrison. Their darkest, most visceral sound to-date. A playful and provocative tale of inner conflict and hedonism.
CTTV is fronted by Jack Osborne on vocals, John McGlade on Guitar, John Settle on Bass and welcomes latest addition Glen Bartholomew on Drums.
“Melodic magic is born of nostalgic and novel influences, channeling the energy and angst of 90s grunge through a modern sensibility…. Call to the Void are making music for today from the detritus of yesterday….like a scene from 1992, all flannel, ripped jeans, and rebellion.”
- ‘Saiid Zeidan'
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lyrics
Blow
Verse. 1
Found myself walking all alone
And I can’t find my own way home
I’ve been dancing in the snow
If you’ve been to the sabbath then you’ll know.
It’s so cold
But it feels so nice
My trouble brain
It’s on ice…
When the sun goes down
I get totally numb
Eclipsing life
And everyone…
Chorus 1.
I’ve no self control
Zero
I promised myself that I’d say no
YEAH YEAH YEAH
It’s time. To blow
Lets get high till our heads explode
Forget your troubles, bring your fantasies
When the day’s been hard and discouraging
Just blow…
Verse 2.
The party starts when the music’s turned down low.
And the only people left are the ones you know
Living for tonight, not tomorrow
Just take a deep breath in and then let go
In this state
I’ll be anything
I’m a lover
I’m a king
When the stars come out
We get totally spun
Make it dark and stormy
And let’s have some fun!
Chorus 2.
I’ve no self control
Zero
I Promised Myself this one last go
YEAH YEAH YEAH
It’s time. To blow
Lets get high till our heads explode
The night’s still young, so let’s break free
From the chains and restraints of reality!
Bridge
It’s like a pinch of salt
You can rub in your wounds
Come on turn up the heat, Yeah
And spice up the room
Feel the beat of the drum
As your heart rate peaks
Step inside, grab your prize
Yeah we know what you seek
Now the temperatures rise
And Your eyes can’t disguise
That feeling in your chest
You’ve never felt more alive
You wanna dance baby dance
Stumble to your feet
Feel the base in your heart
As you Jump to the beat
YEAH!
Last chorus
I’ve no self control
Zero
It’s Just this one last time you know
YEAH YEAH YEAH
It’s time, To go
Cuz I’m so high that I might explode
But I can’t pull my self away
Wanna talk all night till the break of day
That’s blow.
Just blow……
credits
released January 5, 2024
Lyrics & Vocals | Jack Osborne
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