Free Demo

by Mod Orange

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

      name your price

     

1.
2.

about

All songs (c) 2012 Racingsnail Records

credits

released December 26, 2012

Written, arranged, recorded and produced by Mark Dawson at God's Toilet, Hamtramck, MI

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Mod Orange Detroit, Michigan

As homage to his rare drums, Mark Dawson took the moniker "Mod Orange" to center stage with guitar in hand. Eric Stucky grasps the bass with melodic precision and mindful eloquence. Jon Murrell pounds out rhythms with vigor and conviction. This power trio brings originality to every ardent performance with theme colored instruments that may melt your face, but your head will be bobbing as it does. ... more

contact / help

Contact Mod Orange

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: Simple Is, Simple Be (demo)
Start with the end of your previous
Yeah, if that makes any sense
Past tense, pretense, all thoughts out of context
Well, maybe it's taken for granted
I've never been anywhere else but the present

Simple is, simple be
It feels alright to me

Take no shame, you know there's no other game quite like honesty
If there is a time and place, it's whatever makes you feel best
In a race to finish last on a list of your top friends

Simple is, simple be
You're still alright with me

The cause and effect remain indefinite
A subject I refuse to question, we need not mention
Because one Sunday in the "D" was the most fun that it's ever been

Simple is, simple be
It feels alright to me
Simple is, simple be
You're still alright with me
Simple is, simple be
It feels alright to me
Track Name: Redd No. 5 (demo)
Never mind where the sky is inside
Color is engery by teleology
A verve of transition, an ultimate display
When the clouds of liquid surge with the ambience
And the redolent breeze from the ground
As the rivers of fog glide, oh, silently by

Redd number five, redd number five!
Redd number five, redd number five!
Floating aloft, adrift and along
On the tide of a million transcending ohms

The pelagic plateau of circumstance aligns
The infinite path to beyond
A gustatory aura of Elysian chill
Consumes the living conscious of all and all is one
Where the forces of time never seem to grow old
Or so it's told

Redd number five, redd number five!
Redd number five, redd number five!
Floating aloft, adrift and along
On the tide of a million transcending ohms