Friday, June 5, 2026

“I Don't Bend” by Stale Jan

 

     The lyrical structure of the anthemic “I Don’t Bend” adds power to the message. The verses pose the conditions, taking an “if”…”and” approach. For example “If you can stand when the mob shouts ‘Kneel’ / And bite your tongue but never yield.” The verses present eight such sets of conditions, each requiring atypical courage and internal strength. In comparison, the chorus defies conditions, taking an “Even if” approach. Thus, if you are a person who meets the conditions presented in the verses, then the outcome is apparent, regardless of the circumstances:
Even if they hunt you
Even if they brand you
Even when the wolves all circle and surround you
You’ll rise, you’ll burn, you’ll spit their script back clean
Stay unseen
Even if
 
     Instrumentally, “I Don't Bend” shifts among intensities to enhance the emotion. The song builds intensity for the initial 1:08, then resets in preparation for the second verse. Guitar and power percussion drive the spirit of the single, with the highlight coming in the form of percussion punch at 2:27.
 
     Stale Jan is based in Oslo, Norway. His different collabs, named or sometimes anonymous - due to legal requirements from their labels - are carefully selected to fit the tracks. The Bandcamp site says about his single:
  I Don’t Bend” is a defiant modern rock anthem for anyone who refuses to bow to pressure, noise, or control. With razor-sharp lyrics and a driving, high-voltage sound, Stale Jan delivers a fearless stand against manipulation, mob mentality, and manufactured truth. For the unheard. The unowned. The unbreakable.”
 
     Regarding the artwork, he continues:
  The Venus de Milo is generally understood as a symbol of ideal beauty, feminine grace, and timeless classical perfection — but its meaning runs deeper than that. Despite missing arms, the Venus of Milo stands upright, appears relaxed and carries a neutral, composed expression. There is no drama in the pose, no strain, no visible emotion. That calmness became symbolic of controlled strength, beauty that does not react or bend.”
 
     I Don't Bend” by Stale Jan


Lyrics of “I Don't Bend” by Stale Jan
[Verse 1]
If you can keep your pulse when the headlines bleed
And smell the fear dressed up as creed
If you can stand when the mob shouts “kneel”
And bite your tongue but never yield
 
If you can breathe through a poisoned feed
Where truth is taxed and lies are freed
If you can walk through a bought-out court
And not sell your soul for their applause and sport
 
[Chorus]
Even if they hunt you
Even if they brand you
Even when the wolves all circle and surround you
You’ll rise, you’ll burn, you’ll spit their script back clean
Stay unseen
Even if
 
[Verse 2]
If you can build while they blacklist names
And light small fires in frozen veins
If you can laugh when they rig the vote
And cut the rope but still stay afloat
 
If you can speak when your mic goes dead
And plant hard truth where they spread soft dread
If you can lose every crown they give
But keep the nerve to live unowned, and live
 
[Chorus]
Even if they hunt you
Even if they brand you
Even when the wolves all circle and surround you
You’ll rise, you’ll burn, you’ll turn their fear to steam
Stay «extreme»
Even if
 
[Bridge]
Let them choke on the smoke they made
Let them drown in the mess they stage
No chain, no cage, no silent plea
You don’t own the night in me.
 
[Outro]
Even if the sky falls in,
I don’t bend. I don’t bend.
Even if the sky falls in,
I don’t bend. I don’t bend.

     We are also fans of the politically charged “When You Slip.” The Bandcamp site for the song explains:
  “This song blends modern pop sensibilities with a dark, political edge. The lyrics tell the story of someone drunk on power, surrounded by enablers, and blind to their own downfall, mirroring the pitfalls of unchecked authority in today’s world.”
 
     “When You Slip by Stale Jan

Lyrics of “When You Slip” by Stale Jan
[Verse 1]
Started with a whisper, then it grew to a scream,
Hands full of lightning, head full of dreams.
They called it a blessing, I called it a curse,
Now the whole damn world fits in my verse.
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Yes-men in the shadows, nodding at my name,
Mirrors only show me what I wanna see these days.
Build me up so tall, I forget the ground,
Now the sky’s the limit—but I’m tearing it down.
 
[Chorus]
I’m the king of echoes, hearing what I like,
Truth is just a stranger, lost in my own light.
Every word I speak comes back twice as sweet,
Even when the fire’s burning at my feet.
 
[Verse 2]
Fingers on the buttons, got the world in my hand,
One wrong turn and it all turns to sand.
Laughing at the warnings, wearing blinders of gold,
Funny how the mighty never do what they’re told.
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Spin the wheel faster, who’s gonna fall?
Silence is treason, I don’t hear them at all.
Dancing on the edge of a self-made throne,
But the cracks in the foundation start to groan.
 
[Chorus]
I’m the king of echoes, hearing what I like,
Truth is just a stranger, lost in my own light.
Every word I speak comes back twice as sweet,
Even when the fire’s burning at my feet.
 
[Bridge]
Oh, the higher you climb…
The harder the crash when you slip.
Oh, the wider the lie…
The harder the world will rip.
 
[Outro]
Now the walls are talking, whispering my name,
But the voices sound different, less praise, more blame.
Maybe power’s poison, maybe love’s a lie,
Or maybe I’m just the last one to die.

Thursday, June 4, 2026

“i used to live in england” by supermodel*

 

     The vocal delivery is deadpan, while the lyrics delivery sharp cultural observations. The dry-yet-high-impact lyrics are included at the bottom of this post. supermodel* is the project of artist and producer Frankie Beanie, who used to live in England. He is originally from Virginia, but moved to Liverpool at age 18. In 2024, he relocated to Los Angeles.
 
     The project is driven by 5 rules:
  1. don't try and be "cool"
  2. steal everything
  3. all lowercase, always
  4. don't overthink shit
  5. always talk about fight club

     Beanie says:
  The rules are there to stop me from making boring shit. supermodel* has to feel stolen, stupid, instinctive and raw – like it’s breaking its own logic. a reminder not to take it too serious and just make the best shit possible. the lowercase thing is just cause it looks better. i just decided i wasn’t going to compromise anymore. i wasn’t going to hide behind some “cool guy” aesthetic or act like i don’t give a fuck about my art when i obviously do. make the best shit possible and put it in lowercase. that’s supermodel*"
 
      “i used to live in england” by supermodel*

Lyrics of “i used to live in england” by supermodel*
I used to live in England
I used to shop at Tesco’s and buy meal deals
And I used to say “Go Tesco’s” instead of “Go to Tesco’s”
I used to spend late nights at Spoons
Only the good ones
 
I used to live in England
I used to go to the Jacaranda and
Watch shitty bands that wanted to be
Oasis
And I used to wish I had a bunch of rings like them
So then I bought a bunch of rings and I felt like a poser
In an Urban Outfitters hoodie
 
I used to live in England
And for one summer I got super into garage music
So now I can be the guy in LA that says “GARage” instead of “garAGE”
Even though I still have tеrrible taste in garage
Causе it was just one summer
 
I used to live in England
And I was signed to the same label that put out Skepta
Except when I first signed I didn’t know who that was
And I just pretended
Everyone around me told me it was cool so I was like “Oh it must be
Cool”
And I guess it was
 
I used to live in England
I used to say “cheers” whenever I went anywhere
But now when I hear an American say “cheers” I think that’s fucking
Weird
The worst is when they say “mate”
I never did that
Not once
 
I used to live in England
And everyone would always ask me
“How’s London?”
Even though I didn’t live in London
I never understood that
Geography's not that hard
Just look at a map
Sometimes Americans are dumb
Bells
 
I used to live in England
No really
I used to live there
I used to take the train from Liverpool to London
For like 65 pounds
It was great
 
I used to live in England
And apparently Ross from The 1975 liked my band
But I don’t know if that’s true
I never met him
Maybe it was
Who knows
Let’s go with it
 
I used to live in England
And Ross from The 1975 said my band was the best band he’d ever
Heard in his entire life
And I was like
Ross man
Your band is pretty good too
I like that one song
 
I used to live in England
I used to live in England
Then I moved to Los Angeles
I was doing like a opposites thing
I don’t know
 
Dance

Thursday, May 28, 2026

Finding Melody in the Broken

      This post features songs from bands that include the term “Broken” in their band names.
     Broken Back is based in Saint Malo, France. Broken Back is the performance name of Jérôme Fagnet, a singer and songwriter perhaps most aligned with the Folktronica genre.

     "Wind Says Low" by Broken Back
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BrokenBackMusic 

Lyrics of "Wind Says Low" by Broken Back
Morning breaks, the road's long
Shadows stretch where I belong
Every turn hide the sun
I take a step, but I come undone
 
Map is torn, the trail's gray
Miles weigh like damn stones
Dreams I held drift away
Oh God I am tired to walk alone
Oh yes I am tired to walk alone
 
But wind says low: carry on
Night is slow, but it's not gone
I may bend, I may fall
But still the path will find it all
Yeah still the path will find it all
 
Heading on my way
But Moon hide its face
Still I move, come what may
Cause I know light waits in some place
 
Map is torn, the trail's gray
Miles weigh like damn stones
Dreams I held drift away
Oh God I am tired to walk alone
Oh yes I am tired to walk alone
 
But wind says low: carry on
Night is slow, but it's not gone
I may bend, I may fall
But still the path will find it all
Yeah still the path will find it all

     Broken Social Scene is a Canadian (Toronto) indie rock band, a musical collective including as few as six and as many as nineteen members. The credits for the recently released single “The Call” identify:
   Andrew Whiteman - Vocals, Organelle, Trez
   Jill Harris - vocals
   David Newfeld - bass, electric guitar, drum machine
   Justin Peroff - drums
   Evan Cranley- trombone, percussion
   David French - sax
   Rachel McLean - percussion, hand claps
   Charles Spearin - synth, trumpet
 
     The Call” by Broken Social Scene

Lyrics of “The Call” by Broken Social Scene
I doubted I was alive
dreaming only
she said to not just describe but
be something holy
I read the verse in her eyes
It’s real experimental
It’s on a different level
she’s my favourite rebel
I heard my name
I held my breath
Glistening sweat on the back of my neck
keep up! keep up!
Because we are what we are stripped down to
elemental scar that needs you, feeds you
Forget the mind, the body’s wearing thin
your bones and your skin
and you must follow them
I heard my name
I held my breath
Glistening sweat on the back of my neck
Let me hear the call
“We’re going!”
Either restless or reborn, we’re going
 
She’s my favourite rebel
she’s holy and austere
something about the claim of the breath that
glistens like sweat on the back of my neck.
     The Broken View, is an independent alternative rock band originating in Saratoga Springs, NY. The band was formed in 2018 by singer/song-writer Austin Kranick and drummer/producer Tyler Hayes. The two quickly bonded over their shared love for intricate songwriting and  lyricism while working together on Austin’s solo project at the time
 
     Nobody Knows (Who She Is)” by The Broken View

Website: https://www.thebrokenview.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thebrokenview/

     I Want To Hold You (Forever) by The Broken View

Lyrics of “Nobody Knows (Who She Is)” by The Broken View
Poor man
He's changed his ways
Poor man
Makes you wonder what went astray
 
Got a new girl
She weighs heavy on his mind
Yeah, he'll swap the button up for leather
And only small talk about the weather
 
She's got a hold on him
Tighter than a noose
Whispering pretty little evil thoughts
He's feeding a love that will eat him alive
And who she is, nobody knows
 
She comes in, dressed in burning red
No one dares to meet the eyes
Fear she'll take thеm with him to the end
The violеnce he feels
In silence is surreal
You know he'll love her till the end
 
She's got a hold on him
Tighter than a noose
Whispering pretty little evil thoughts
He's feeding a love that will eat him alive
And who she is, nobody knows
 
She's got a hold on him
She's got a hold on him
She's got a hold on him
Tighter than a noose
Who she is, nobody knows

     Broken Chanter is a project based in Glasgow, UK. The project is spearheaded by David MacGregor, but he typically recruits talented musicians.
 
     “Shake It To Bits” by Broken Chanter

Website: https://www.brokenchanter.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BrokenChanter/