Mudhoney is an American alternative rock band. Formed in Seattle, Washington, in 1988 following the demise of Green River, Mudhoney's members are singer and rhythm guitarist Mark Arm, lead guitarist Steve Turner, bassist Guy Maddison and drummer Dan Peters. Original bassist Matt Lukin left the band in 1999.
Mudhoney's early releases on the Sub Pop label, particularly their debut single "Touch Me I'm Sick" and the Superfuzz Bigmuff EP, were massively influential on the Seattle music scene. More than almost any other release of the era they inspired the dirty, high-distortion sound that would become grunge. Later on, Mudhoney also mixed heavy blues rock and punk rock into their sound at various stages. Although the band has found little commercial success during its long career, which has yielded 10 studio albums, it has inspired countless grunge and alternative rock musicians.
Mudhoney is a grunge band from Seattle, Washington. "Mudhoney" may also refer to:
Mudhoney is the debut studio album by American grunge band Mudhoney, released in 1989. It was their first LP after several singles and an EP (Superfuzz Bigmuff).
The instrumental song "Magnolia Caboose Babyshit" is a cover of "Magnolia Caboose Babyfinger" by Blue Cheer, but the song is still credited to Mudhoney. The album, when bought as a new vinyl record, is also packaged with a poster of the band (Photo by Michael Lavine). The poster features the band in a blue filter and says "Mudhoney. The album is out." as well as the SubPop and Au Go Go logos.
All tracks written by Mudhoney.
Empty may refer to:
Empty is a cult, Australian "creative" magazine, concerned largely with printed design work, photography, illustration and film, created for the professional creative community.
The magazine is published by Sydney-based Design is Kinky studio, curators of the Semi-Permanent design festival, a fixture in design culture's global landscape, which occurs annually in Australia.
The magazine acts largely as a gallery of artwork, both domestic and international. It also features cultural commentary and interviews with artists, animators, other magazines, and so on. Notable interviewees have included Mark Andrews, head of story on The Incredibles (cover story, issue 2, late-2004) and Dan Houser of Rockstar Games (issue 3, early-2005).
Empty was launched in April 2004 and is published somewhat arbitrarily, but usually occurs on a bi-monthly basis.
The magazine features little to no advertising whatsoever.
Current editor is Andrew Johnstone, creator of Empty and the above-mentioned Design is Kinky and Semi-Permanent.
Metric are a Canadian rock band founded in 1998 in Toronto. The band consists of Emily Haines (lead vocals, synthesizers, guitar, tambourine, harmonica, piano), James Shaw (guitar, synthesizers, theremin, backing vocals), Joshua Winstead (bass, synthesizers, backing vocals) and Joules Scott-Key (drums, percussion). The band started in 1998 as a duo formed by Haines and Shaw with the name "Mainstream". After releasing an EP titled Mainstream EP, they changed the band's name to Metric, after a sound that was programmed by Shaw on his keyboard. In 2001, Winstead and Scott-Key joined them.
Their first official studio album, Old World Underground, Where Are You Now?, was released on September 2, 2003. It was followed by Live It Out, released on October 4, 2005. The album was nominated for the 2006 Polaris Music Prize for the "Canadian Album of the Year" and for the 2006 Juno Awards for "Best Alternative Album". Their third studio album, Grow Up and Blow Away, was recorded in 2001 and it was initially planned as their debut album. The album was delayed for many years and it was finally released on June 26, 2007, with some changes to the track list. Some songs were also slightly reworked.
Rattle in head
As deep as could be
Senses are dead
A thousand ways for a nerv to split
Gun in mouth
Path that many now days chose
No use for life
Which they anyway gonna lose
Stolen,stare, mind's far away from you
You dwell elsewhere while your body sits in this room
Empty shells,lives are veiled
Empty shells,left out,betrayed
Can't move your arm
It doesn't listens your commands
Your soul hides
Somewhere far behind your eyes
Wish you could talk
And tell the world how do you feel
But that dream
Is much to far and too unreal
Stolen,stare, mind's far away from you
You dwell elsewhere while your body sits in this room
Empty shells,lives are veiled
Empty shells,left out,betrayed
The taste of blood is getting stronger in my mouth
This shit is something i can live without