Live at Knavish Audio

by The Zannies

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Recorded live in March of 2017 at Knavish Audio, with the joyful and talented Don Carlisle, who was gracious to let us bring in a camera crew to shoot the live video series which anticipated this release.
The Live at Knavish Audio video series is available now on our Facebook, YouTube, and!


released July 11, 2017

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Don Carlisle at Knavish Audio


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The Zannies Grand Rapids, Michigan

The Zannies began as an indie solo project in 2013. Their first album, Wannabe, showed the band's ability to deliver energetic and catchy songs.
Today, The Zannies are recognized for a signature bass-driven hard rock style and a wide range of songwriting. The band has been described as “blues punk” for their use of pentatonic guitar solos over a punchy rhythm section and blunt vocals.
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Track Name: Gemini
Was I born under the wrong sign?
Hell no, I'm such a Gemini
I'm a coin with two sides
and it's always gonna flip heads up
you're the same as my mother
we ain't right for each other
give me time to recover
from memories of my last lover

give me some moonshine
to drink under your moon sign
will this be the last time I see you in this life?
who do I swear my love to, if I don't believe in you?
be careful who you talk to, because I can split in two

I believe in nothing
it's not really my thing
faith is too confusing, and I ask too many questions
but you see me in star signs
constellations up high
what do you see, who am I?
looking at me with those sagittari-eyes

but maybe that part is true
I have many faces in different places,
but I think I tend to stay the same with you
your informalities, insecurities,
remind me of someone I once knew

bleed on me
wretch and writhe with me
beg for keys
on your knees
Track Name: Hunger Headaches
I said "fuck you".
Who needs food? I've got a pack of Black & Milds, and Newports, too.
I'll eat the smoke and drink the tar.
Have a half a bite of resin and a lick of Djarum
All I need is an apple a day.
Nobody ever told me otherwise anyway.
I'm feeling sick, I'm about to faint,
but I've never been happier with my weight

three meals a day might make me vomit,
don't you worry about the scale, 'cause I'm on top of it

If I need food like I need you
baby, I could fast for a year or two
it's not right, no, it's not new
no, it's just what I wanna do
my agony is just too much
I don't have time for that wicked stuff
I know it's wrong, but it's not enough
don't bring me down, 'cause I'm fucking up

begging you please, intoxicate me
so I don't feel the need to eat
but not the booze, it's got too many calories
and the weed gives me the munchies
so I'll stick to goddamned tobacco
and suck these fucking things until they seed
and the nicotine is a part of me

"nothing tastes as good as skinny feels"
I hate myself now because I thought it was real

oh, I don't need to eat
no, I don't feel the need
it's that little voice inside my head
he's screaming out and crying
Track Name: Perennial Millennial
My coworker got married today
children having children
oh, what fun to have a son
at the age of twenty-one
too many tables today
all the parents hit their children
it's a family place, but when you turn your face
you'd think that's not the case

case files pile up as lovers divorce
tear their kids in two
have their words, then battle in court
oh, what's a child to do?

children having children
there's a moral here, but have no fear
it's all written in vain

why so eager to inseminate?
when this world is full of children
less that half of marriages last
but you're not scared of that
'cause nannies play mother to our young
and stay-at-home is so overdone
secret lives, military wives
fidelity is criticized

if you don't play the field to seal the deal
why even compete?
the only thing worth mentioning is
the size of your diamond ring

children having children
Track Name: Nevercare
I'm in a bad place
and nobody knows I'm in a bad place
now everyone knows because it's that way
I wrote it down, it's in a song now
I'm saving face by singing instead of speaking
like I've got a fever that's always peaking
I'm not a cheater, but I'm always peeking
I'm always sick, I'm always straight diseasin'

I need someone to treat me like dirt
I need someone to make me hurt
just wanted it to be you

if I hurt myself, please don't care
I wouldn't want you to worry if I'm not there
when I'm dead and gone, I won't hear no prayers

but don't you ever care

you almost had me believing
staring at more than just rock stars
I thought that I would be leaving
not the one to get left behind
how's everybody doin?
I'm not feeling too bad myself
except for everything I can't say out loud
everything that gives me hell
Track Name: Espejos Mexicanos
it started with a coffee
or maybe two or three
and suddenly it was a habit
where everything's for free
the restitution I paid you
it didn't mean a thing
I could have walked away and no-one would have
known that it was me

I'm sorry that I failed you
I'm sorry that I fled
I'm sorry that I gave you all those extra hours in my stead
I couldn't come back to you
I couldn't show my face
I left behind too much of myself
when I was trapped inside that place
Track Name: 110
I think I'm getting sick again
I got a fever of a hundred and ten
my head's so very warm
I'm coughing up a storm
take a number and stand in line
while my body's working overtime
don't act like you can play at our venue
we got a million other bands just like you

so whatcha gonna do?
this business ain't for you
and what good is a music scene,
when it caters to the people who are already seen?
don't act like you compete with our set
we had you beaten by the mic check

Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.

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