BAND NAME: No Lower Place to Fall
GENRE: Post-Black Metal, Death/Unblack
STATUS: Active
LOCATION: Australia (Hobart, Tasmania)
Formed in May, 2018.
"Last Sunday (this post was made 3 June, 2018), I wrote a chord progression on my acoustic guitar, and I saw a video about a little girl named Malak who was orphaned in the Syrian conflict, and thus No Lower Place to Fall was born. Over the space of four cold evenings this past week, I wrote 'Lost in Sinai', a song of birthed of both conviction and deliberate action against my own personal fears and anxieties." [1]
LOCATION: Australia (Hobart, Tasmania)
Formed in May, 2018.
"Last Sunday (this post was made 3 June, 2018), I wrote a chord progression on my acoustic guitar, and I saw a video about a little girl named Malak who was orphaned in the Syrian conflict, and thus No Lower Place to Fall was born. Over the space of four cold evenings this past week, I wrote 'Lost in Sinai', a song of birthed of both conviction and deliberate action against my own personal fears and anxieties." [1]
Lineup:
Sam Dishington (Départe, Separatist, etc) - All instruments, Vocals
Links:
Bandcamp
Facebook
Interview
Links:
Bandcamp
Interview
Discography:
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Lost in Sinai (single, 3 June, 2018, Independent)
Format: Digital / Bandcamp
Format: Digital / Bandcamp
Proceeds from all paid downloads
will be donated to the Preemptive Love Coalition to aid in their work
providing emergency food, water, and medical care on the frontlines of
conflict and disaster.
preemptivelove.org Sam Dishington - Writing, Recording, Mixing, Design
Jamie Marinos - Mastering
Mares Refalæða - Photography
1) Lost in Sinai
9:53, lyrics:
We are answers held in idle hands
Born sick and drowning in our excess
While ashen hearts and empty stomachs
Find naught but ruin
Born sick and drowning in our excess
While ashen hearts and empty stomachs
Find naught but ruin
Held beneath the endless tide of drought
Oh how aimlessly we wander, like ghosts blind with avarice
Lost in the deserts of the new Sinai
While orphan and widow alike wither in deficit
Smothered in smoke, strangled by the hand of war
Its unending grip ever tightening in our absence
We hold the answers, but our hands are closed
Docile in our heedless subservience
Herds of limitless potential
Choked lifeless in the blight of our consumption
No more
No more, lift from my eyes, you veil of proud indifference
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing
No more, lift from my eyes, you veil of proud indifference
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing
No more, lift from my eyes, you veil of proud indifference
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing
2) Lost in Sinai (instrumental)
9:53, instrumental
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CMS: This Is Our Worship - Volume III (compilation, 1 August, 2020, Christian Metal Source)
Format: Digital / Bandcamp
Stream / Download (OFFICIAL)
8) No Lower Place to Fall - Lost in Sinai
9:53, see above for lyrics
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NotOnMA
This image has been resized.
To view the original 3000x3000 res, click [here].
CMS: This Is Our Worship - Volume III (compilation, 1 August, 2020, Christian Metal Source)
Format: Digital / Bandcamp
Stream / Download (OFFICIAL)
8) No Lower Place to Fall - Lost in Sinai
9:53, see above for lyrics
___________________
NotOnMA
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