summer wars

by minus world

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released 14 August 2012

written, arranged and produced by justin macpherson wiles

produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by andrew wiseman

recorded by andrew in his mother's garage, the novalegeon basement and andrew's pad, respectively, during the winter and spring of 2012.

drums and vocals by kat williams

piano and vocals by justin

additional vocals and hand claps by the subcon chorus: bethany fulde, jordan stephens, colin boyd, malcolm baillie, andrew, kat and justin.

additional shakers and tambourine by andrew.

artwork by justin and bethany.

berserker lion music collective 2012

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minus world Halifax, Nova Scotia

MINUS WORLD STRIKES BACK

in the year 20XX, justin macpherson wiles imagined a rock group that blurred the lines between analogue and digital; caught between Bowie-esque chameleonics and the aural history of nintendo games, minus world is a unique and visionary take on music as a narrative medium, with a very healthy dose of the PURE ROCK FURY that makes their stage show an eye opener. ... more

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Track Name: summer wars
the truth is we came here before.
towered the earth, were we ruthless?
all kings and serpents;
it's as if we were starved for lies.

but this is not where you were born.
cut from materials unnoticed, yet,
all glass and focus.
so what keeps you alive? what keeps you alive?

we've all ways been blind,
all ways take what we can't keep.
what we can't seek,
we only have...

the truth is this happens before.
traced and trapped maps with intention,
but found only questions.
it's as if we were lost all along,
as if nothing were meant to be,
as if nothing were keeping you here.

lift from these hands
sacred rites of promised lands,
the promise kept to endless worlds;
endless war in search of release,
in search of truth
beyond our reach, beyond our time...

and it seems so simple to say:
'we've got our backs against those summer days,'
but if I need you to call me now,
would you call me now?