The Fluid was an American rock band from Denver, formed in 1984 who disbanded in 1993, but reconvened in 2008.
The Fluid were originally called Madhouse. After early 1980s Denver punk band Frantix broke, up bassist Matt Bischoff, drummer Garrett Shavlik and guitarist James Clower began playing as Madhouse. On July 5, with new band members Rick Kulwicki (guitar) and John Robinson (vocals), they played their first gig at the German House (Denver Turnverein) as "The Fluid", which was the only name all five members could agree upon.
In 1986 the Fluid released their first album, Punch N Judy on Rayon Records. The album was also licensed to and released by the German label Glitterhouse. They toured for the next two years in support of the album. In 1988, they released the album Clear Black Paper on Sub Pop. They were the first non-Seattle band to sign to the record label.
After the Fluid broke up, drummer Garrett Shavlik started the band Spell (not Boyd Rice's band of the same name) who were signed for a time to Island Records.
There's a driving anger running through my veins.
I'm the wing commander on a crashing plane.
Oh when our eyes they meet,
You sweep my feet
Of the holy ground on which I stand.
Help me understand
There's an overwhelming darkness in my soul,
I can't light it up and I just can't take control.
Oh won't you take some time,
Or spare a dime
For a man who trades his future for the past,
And things that just won't last.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
It's not in my chromosome.
My kind just wanders of alone.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
Don't know where I belong.
My kind just wanders of alone.
There's a driving anger running through my veins.
I'm the wing commander on a crashing plane.
Oh won't you take some time,
Or spare a dime
For a man who trades his future for the past,
And things that just won't last.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
It's not in my chromosome.
My kind just wanders of alone.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
My kind just wanders of alone.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
It's not in my chromosome.
My kind just wanders of alone.
Can't seem to find my way back home,
Don't know where I belong.