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Spit Yr Gum

by NTEKA

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1.
stuck in between words and stuck between lines stuck in my throat, nose and eyes struck by the impact you had on me that soon all my life as shitty as always turns to be (like) a shithole town with nowhere to go still i choke, but carry me around just as long as there is fire return yourself to me please don’t leave it in the sideway I’m sick and tired of this whole world finding an exit instead of an entrance is all I wish for stuck in between doors and stuck between beds strung out and wounded replenish my soul, my body my sex drive stuck in between words and stuck between lines stuck in my throat, nose and eyes struck by the difference you brought to me that soon all my life shitty will be making no difference making no sense making no ends meet all due to stress making no words right my thoughts wave goodbye my forces will die my mongrel would die bury me in the sun throw my ashes in the highway remind me when you’re gone things won’t always go in my way bury me in the night return myself into nothing expect the worse to come I won’t be there I’ll be out there
2.
Stomp Me 02:15
stomp me, stomp me crash my head I feel it
stomp me, stomp me cum in my mouth I feel it stomp me, stomp me choke my throat I feel it stomp me, stomp me fuck me til death and now stomp me altogether or stomp me alone, yeah each time we fuck I feel a little death stomp me, ah crash my head I feel it
 stomp me, ah cum in my mouth I feel it stomp me, ah choke my throat I feel it stomp me, ah fuck me til death and now stop
3.
12 02:34
locked inside a three to one spinning, turning, quitting not said you’re looking for yr gun and I all see is blood the times you looked into our eyes times you gave us the hardest time just for yr fun to get they’re waiting they’re waiting in the line to get they’re waiting they’re waiting in the line to get they’re waiting they’re waiting in the line to get, oh locked inside a three to one spinning, turning, quitting not said you’re looking for yr gun and I all see is blood walking down the street feels very dangerous my whole life depends on the riffle of yr gun fucking cop
4.
Gasp 04:32
faking all the signs when I know that you’re faking it words can’t repay the cost paid when you’ve lost bleed for all the ties that were torn when you break it as if yr life wasn’t hard enough now, give it away I don’t need that kind of talk, I said I’m tired I’m bleeding I’m aching I want to go home feedback loop is my noose they tryna set head straight of the operator they could suffer just for the sake of prayer they tryna shake bare hands with the amputated they’d do them good but end up isolated feedback loop is my noose a proper face is just what I should be wearing ripp off my skin, so as to fit in the splendour break all the mirrors, I won’t return the favour keep me alive, while I try to drown the sailor signs the stars so bright but the could be faking it I cannot force or put a blame on it I can’t describe how it felt like it burns up inside as they step on it I’m weary, I’m trying to hold on to it each day adds on to the loop I’m in no longer gasping cause I find no point at all banging on a stone wall find no point at all banging on a stone wall made like this breaking yr face off a wall surely it’s coming a big takeover some say you’ve got to take it all the way faded love calling absent, I know bled all you’ve paid faded life calling not so often cause of the sickening oh, break it stop and I don’t wanna feel this sickening break the sickening stop
5.
Kohoutek 04:21
I’ve got fifteen voices inside my head fifty doses inside my hand twenty years to understand the ties that bend the chalice is flooded the faucet ran over I tried to get over another turnover sing for the times or the lies that you said sing for the things that would get you to bed ruined my life face of desire you fail me I cannot see, I can’t reply face of desire you fail me leave me torn and blind bleed for yr love or turn me blind consequences lie ahead do it all the time
6.
why each time I drive my mind flies by concepts that I should never try and end my tormented life one faithful night I did that no regrets, no compromising death driving comes in my mind every time I cannot cope with something every little thing bugging me I dream of dying crashing upon a wall cause, every time you tryna make things right all you do is that you push me over see my lie dead upon the wheel I didn’t give shit, I just went out and drive at night cause it tears me apart no matter how far I’ll jump in and drive then close my eyes can’t see me crash upon the wall don’t let me drive let’s live another night no matter how far I’ll jump in and drive don’t let me drive bliss is always far It’s tearing me apart
7.
I am not the son neither am an heir had no big old family but like spirituality forcing myself to the top I tryna touch the sky training to be shaman someday come close to those who die faking signs of ecstasy my dreams remain a sigh a sigh far from what should be the visions of our time I do not like the world I live in I just love getting high with special treatment from my friends my visions remain bright faking my way to the top sometimes I meander a bit too long far and deep into the woods return with self-inflicted wounds heavy is the head light is the mind never had anything to do with power and might despising the reality the way pills are prescribed I’m working on my shaman skills I’m gonna touch the sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ lie into yr face all that time can’t erase I’d like to pave the pain away there (are) times that can’t be erased
8.
Skydive 05:33
each time I move up on the sky faces pass me by each time I come down faces change as if they lie wondering how time passes by giving into shifts of tide giving in to what you will do it, do it high on the sky changing like a tide always seek to find I don’t wanna die high as a kite watch me as I sky dive off of mountain smoking pine tryna figure out how it works I can’t understand floating into the night I’ll be doin’ it, doin’ it so sad you had to go and leave it assigning all the blame and so the sun can feel the sun burning-burning it’s always scorching always change but it burns me not tender like a glove always change it burns me not don’t let yr fears to grow hit ‘em with a stone let yr mind to blow it’s painful, I know tender like a glove it burns me not always changing always change it burns me not tender like a glove watch as the sun keeps burning always changing never end it burns me not

about

This album is the accumulation of two of the worst years of our lives. During these trying times of emotional and social turbulence NTEKA was our shelter, safe space and go-to coping mechanism to deal with all this struggle, sorrow and anger. This album is not only our defense but also an attack towards the new politics of control being shoved down our throats. A way not only to express our frustration but to reclaim our voices, our bodies, our lives, the way we want.

As we see it, the only way to accomplish this was by doing things ourselves and by building a network of like minded people outside of the commercial game, without bosses, payments, obligation and third parties' mediations. The band is a part of a self organized music studio (STUΔIO) in Athens and everything was done there from scratch. In this space we learned how to play our instruments, we jammed continuously, we laughed, we cried, we shouted collectively. In this space we became a band.

By expressing what we feel through our music and lyrics, we try to reconnect with our feeling, stop the massive numbness that is being forced upon us the last years and break the vicious circles of being trapped in situations that never seem to change or improve.

This is a call to spit yr gum, move forward, do what expresses yourself, feel free, love one another and stay in opposition with any form of establishment and any force of oppression and repression.

NTEKA

SOCIAL TRAUMA
PERSONAL DRAMA

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released October 10, 2022

Written By NTEKA

Recording & Mixing by Sotiris Ziliaskopoulos

Mastered By Will Killingsworth at Dead Air Studios

Cover Layout By Marimba Tzatziki

Thanks to everyone that made this become a reality.
Thanks to all the people from STUΔIO and all the friends that were there in our rehearsals, in our shows and our lives in general.
Special thanks to two of the most beatiful people out there Sotiris & Marina for the all the effort they put in this album.

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