My song, "The Sound" is about speaking up for ourselves in the pursuit our freedom, against the sound of the propaganda & distraction tactics used against us. The plutocrats are sheltered from reality. They can't hear us, & it's more convenient for them not to! You have a right to your feelings! Speak up & don't be afraid to complain, they sure aren't! The only way to get through is to BE vocal & keep trying to communicate. Unfortunately, when the elite refuse to listen, when police & military target dissenters & main or murder innocent citizens within a community, where WAS only peaceful protest to begin with, they now make violent revolution inevitable because THEY are the ones creating the violence. Establishment media is complicit in the scandal by refusing to fill their role as real journalists, allowing themselves to be an arm of the wealthy & powerful, trying to distract us & divide us from the real issues while 99.9% of us become less free. We can't let the plutocrats control the narrative. We can't let them use our empathy against us, or let them guilt us for "complaining". We are stronger when we overcome our differences to find our common ground. We must speak up & be unafraid! We should all have the right to healthcare, education, & housing! We have the right to express our feelings & our concerns! We are people and we matter! So we must make OUR SOUND heard! It's all about the sound. LYRICS: We feel restrained, trapped in a box told what to do & tethered by clocks but change is coming round won't settle for less, tho our lives are a mess we're told to shut up but I'm not impressed so we play our music loud. the wave is crashing down a window breaks, the chandelier falls together we tear down each others walls it's all about the Sound a siren's song plays and they cast us away but we won't let these memories found it's all about the sound our strong resounding sound the game has rigged, with our hand zip tied up atop their sky towers, they're so out of touch with the people on the ground I know what you feel the struggle is real if we don't speak up they won't hear our appeal so tell them loud and proud and say it with a growl a window breaks, the chandelier falls together we tear down each others walls a siren's song plays & they cast us away but we can't let these memories fade it's all about the sound, our strong resounding sound MUSICIANS Marcy X: lead vocals & rhythm guitar Tim Sutton of Rainy Day Cacophony: lead guitar, backup vocals AJ :drums, backup vocals LOCATION: Fish Head Cantina in Halethorpe outside of Baltimore, MD VIDEO: RJ Jackson, also of Tasteless Buds PERFORMED AS KEEP THE GROAD: A HISTORY Groad is a family nickname my father throughout his life based on my government last name. My dad had a cleft palet and started with a speech impediment which he overcame beautifully with strong dedication. His friends misheard him say his last name and "Groads" were born. In a parallel world, groads are large humanoid birds, with long brush feet but pathetic wings. Historically, they have horrible luck, die before their time (often for foolish reasons especially after having overcome immense odds). A staple part groad cuisine is humble pie. Though the King Groad passed away, the Groad line endures with me. I AM THE GROAD. Ironically, the band was named for my fear of abandonment in assuring they would always Keep the Groad. But in Groadland, when it rains, it monsoons, and this is the ONLY time we every performed as a band. ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dp5Kf2zcPzs