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Roll With the Damned

by iAN Ottaway

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𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔡-𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔱-𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔡 𝓦ith cohorts as esteemed as Lanegan, Cardamone and Boroff, not to mention the palpable presence of the genuine article iAN Ottaway, 'Roll with the Damned' bleeds authenticity; an obsidian cache of tenebrous tunes, each one a portal into locales as diverse as Hollywood, downtown and Hell. Ottaway & co. have triumphed in the creation of a sonic province rich in atmosphere, brotherhood and “old dirty rock'n'fuckun'roll”. Favorite track: I'm Always (feat. Mark Lanegan).
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brothersun This music will slay you in the dark night, like the demon you are. Favorite track: All This Short Life.
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sixbz Best album I've bought in years ,the darkness the melodies the moods,can't wait for the next one 🙏 Favorite track: Old Angel Midnight.
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Face down / crookid economy Fake News 21st Century Roulette in Rags Hot-Wired Digital Dreams your days are numbered like a Lamb ripe for slaughtering Roll with the Damned, hell... You're tongue-tied in the red off the rails You're Bad Luck and you got no Ass you move bricks with your mothers face do things to blue things you're cock-blocked with your back to the wall you move drinks with your mothers face you lack style but I love your balls move it round like a Nylon Kink You're Broke face with your jaw wired shut you Got Cunt in the back of your bag You move devils with your I-Ching Chinese Death Dealer Autobahn Eyes Yeah glitteratti illuminati fresh scars red body inside my mind no mask and no crime
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Lay a trap for the lamb In the zodiac school Lay a trap for the lamb when you're young In the school of doubt Lay a trap for the lamb In the zodiac high school Ain't no trap for the lamb when you Live with your mom and you're Dead in your room And you're dead in your room And you're thick as a thug Ain't no trap for the lamb with The zodiac man in your head Lay a trap for the lamb Every high kid in school Obey the zodiac twistin the flame In the way on your road to your ruin And you look to the dead And you look to the dust And you look to the skulls, saints, bed, rose, doomed and I said.. Lay a trap for the lamb? No trap for the lamb, no trap, No trap for the lamb when you're dead in high school Head Head Your head No trap for the lamb when you're dead in high school No trap for the lamb when you're dead in high school I think of you I think of you In dying school
3.
I'm always flying away I'm always dead in my sleep I'm always wired awake In a high-rise And I can't heal my plans And I can't heal my street I'm always flying away And I don't like to I'm always wired awake In a new place I'm always flying away I'm always in my street I'm always dead in my tracks I'm always cooling my boots I'm always dying away I'm always into my home I'm always changing my plans And I don't like to I'm always flying away I'm always flying away I'm always dead in my tracks I'm always dead in my boots I'm always flying away I'm always flying away I'm always flying away Flying away... Flying away Flying away Flying away Flying away Flying away Flying away Flying away Flying away Over you...
4.
Got no time to rock'n'roll Got no time to make amends Got no time to pay my bills Got no time to kiss your ass I'm too busy burning at the wheel Not today My friend Got no time to sell my soul Got no time to change my evil ways Got no time to give last rites to you Got no time to Give peace a chance I'm too busy burning at the wheel Not today My friend Everything I had I gave to you No debt can dirty my name I could never say the same for you Black Jack, Black Jack. I'm too busy burning at the wheel
5.
Old Angel Midnight Lasso Me the Moon I See ya found that Old Devil the needle Chased the Spoon Burning Up in Hell Down Town Burning Up in Hell Down Town It's All she wrote blue Monday The Big Sleep for you Here come the phantoms on dust mops and brooms Burning Up in Hell Downtown Burning Up in Hell Downtown I'll Think of You in Hollywood at the Roosevelt Hotel My Old Angel Midnight Lightin' up a cigarette.. Burning Up in Hell Down Town
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Another tombstone kiss with the world on fire am I in a museum? I'm all surrounded by liars (in Traffic) I hang my head in your home I let you die alone I hang my head on your throne Caught in a cunt-wide grid caught in an Indian twist stuck in a real cruel school Oh, in the Dead-Zone Years (in Traffic) I hang my head in your home I let you die alone I hang my head on your throne We were dime-store kids in a skeleton wig out just a pulling out of here we were always running out of years (in Traffic) I hang my head in your home I let you die alone I hang my head on your throne I hang my head in your home I hang my head in your home I hang my head in your home I hang my head...
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Let's shorn through tear the rain down I'll see you go all the way Home see you around there in the Road all the way down there in my Old ghost Pouring Down All Pouring down fare thee well... I Go.. Where the Days go.. All down.. the way down How we wanted to Live is How We wanted to Live Not weighed down Not weighted down Like Rain on a Rose Rain on a Rose Roses and Bells All the World's a Spell Roses and Bells all the world's a spell all the world's a spell All the world's a spell all the world's a spell all the world's a Spell...
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On my beat Mom, I'm alone in here Here / There On my beat Mom, I'm alone in here Here / There All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored On my beat Dad, I'm alone down here Here / There On my beat Dad, I'm alone down here Here / There All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored All this short life, short life.. Nobody howls / Nobody rolls On my beat Mom, I'm alone Nobody howls / Nobody rolls On my beat I wolf along now Nobody howls / Nobody rolls Dug up my guns and sold my home I buried my dad It tore my heart Out All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored All this short life I've been ignored All I wanted was to be heard All this short life I've been ignored All I wanted was to be heard All I wanted was to be heard Heard by You
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55 panic attacks every day And I ain't ok And I ain't ok...

about

Produced and co-written with Matt Boroff, iAN Ottaway delves into the cinematic realm with hints of trip'hop, electronica and plain old dirty rock'n'fuckun'roll with a hint of western goth.

Mark Lanegan, Joe Cardamone, and Matt Boroff help to
fill in the blanks on songs about, desertion, survivors guilt, suicide, time loss and reflection. 'Roll With the Damned' was written shortly after the passing of iAN's father & 3 best friends in a bombed out high-rise in Berlin, Germany.

This is modern music made for the Hyper'Reality Age. Where every moment is precious and dangerous, quick and to the point.

Like your Mother.

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released October 31, 2020

Personel:
Ian Ottaway - vocals
Matt Boroff - vocals, instruments, programming
Mark Lanegan AKA Dark Mark - vocals
Joe Cardamone AKA Skeleton Joe - vocals
Katharina Gundler - vocals

Written by Ian Ottaway and Matt Boroff
Recorded in Austria and Berlin
Produced by Matt Boroff

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iAN Ottaway Nashville, Tennessee

iAN Ottaway is an American born singer/songwriter .
Raised in Wichita, Kansas with a bloodline of criminals,
carnival barkers, gospel luvers, and working class sweethearts.

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