With High Regards

by Cripple and Casino

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Croatians Cripple and Casino base their sound upon the rich legacy of American independent rock, with influences ranging from Sonic Youth to Jawbox and Girls Against Boys, to name a few. However, they're not the ones to wear these influences on their sleeve as they've developed a very unique sound of their own, and "With High Regards" is a prime example of that. Noisy post punk aesthetics is obvious - half-spoken, half-shouted and half-sung female vocals, a strong blend of caustic, angular riffing around rumbling bass lines and plenty of spacious rhythm breaks. Kinda like their friends Analena. The ten songs on this album act as little stories with abstract yet spot-on and thought-out lyrics, backed by noisy, dischordant and loud music. A document of sophisticated audio violence, if you will.

Second Cripple and Casino album "With High Regards" is a fruit of collaboration between Moonlee Records (Slovenia, Europe) and Radio Is Down (Olympia, Washington - USA), who are responsible for 12“ vinyl (limited edition with silkscreened cardboard-sleeves, featuring artwork by Tim Harrington of Les Savy Fav) and Disposable America (Allston, Massachusetts - USA) who is carrying the cassette release.


released February 12, 2013



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Cripple and Casino is Petra, Zec, Marko and Sven. Since 2007 they have challenged the underground music scene with their noisy post punk aesthetics - half-spoken, half-shouted and half-sung vocals, strong blend of caustic, angular riffing around roving basslines and and plenty of spacious rhythm breaks. ... more

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Track Name: …And Gentlemen
Savages nobles we are born
In a screaming mess, to mothers torn
Bloody loafs of freedom then
Passed into the grip of trained women
They were schooled to clean us up
Wrap us firmly, silent our shout
Plug us into mommy's chest
She will teach us, she will know what's best

Our fathers are taxidermists
Our mothers assistants
To make us all pretty flasks to hold emptiness

Which dress should I wear to the funeral of my soul?
I've chosen this blank stare
Does it fit my role?

Sometimes we're the binders of our chains
To our Abels, often, we're the Cains
Will we rid our daughters of our pain
Or spend our lives taking breaths in vain?
Track Name: Of Adam
Have you been listening to the radio
Has it been playing any songs you know
Or is it just mine that is broken?

Keep seeing people everywhere I roam
Their step is firm, they know just where to go
I bet their wishes aren't unspoken

I've been biding my time for years now
Seeds are sprouting, I watch, but don't plough
I know what, somewhere I lost how
Could this be all I am?

My feet are set to "stand still"
I forgot where I keep the manual
Is there some way to repair without formatting?
I don't recall ever reading or agreeing to these terms of use

When you see the grave I dug up for myself you will hire me as your undertaker
Track Name: Brand New
Time to grow time to build on your feet now

These buildings are small
The sky hangs dangerously close
Glooming into us
Our minds as narrow as our curbs

It would be smarter to stay down when the shit hits the fan
But I am going to be around

I have seen bricks stretch out for miles
Roofs that cut sharp the tissue of clouds
This ends right here

Waters will be dirty
Waters will be grey
Everywhere you turn
They will run downstream
It's the bridging that counts
Track Name: Et Idéal?
I thought when I was sixteen I was at the peak of spleen
Oh, how I was unaware – I was yet to go Baudelaire

It appears the pharaoh buried in this vault
Died poor as a sparrow or my methods are at fault
For through all my picking, not an ounce of gold
Only screaming, kicking worms of remorse and mold

Je suis un vieux boudoir
Mais, fanée ou non,
Je suis jamais la rose
Jamais la rose.
Track Name: F 23
All naked is not free
And freedom wasn't made
So why do men think it was made for them?

Vibrations echoing in empty halls, asleep
If a tree falls in distant woods…

Cast a shadow so thick the ground is merely a memory
Dispersed in the air

Step outside of my Self, all borders are erased (all objects are embraced)
Hell of Other introjected

If a dawn should arise, it will compartmenalize
But it will wake away the dream

These days, entangled and macabre
They have let in some space for light
Outside of the fort it's vast and cold
and as far as the eye can see

No one is around.
Track Name: Blood of My Blood
A January morning quite plainly arose
He saw in the street a French boy blow his nose
To skip school for illness, the garçon now chose
His mother insisted: "C'est pas grande chose!"

He smiled as he rode by, not envying the kid
Who was a schoolday away from closing his lid
He had this job to finish and once he did
To driving for money, farewell he would bid

It was his last task to deliver spices
Ground up and packed by various devices
He'd worked for years at affordable prices
And now, at long last, his budget suffices

He'd saved up his wages to go on a trip
For him and his brother he'd booked a sailship
They'd cruise the Gibraltar and eat salsa dip
On the Côte d'Azur they'd pretend to be hip

The turn of events which followed is blurry
Daydreaming numbed his caution, so he hurried
A sudden impact made him stop and worry
And these are the last words he said to the jury:

"The trunk door, it opened when I hit the break
The spices flew out, what a mess it did make
As I looked down, I felt my very core shake
The scene was a nightmare from which I never wake

The smell of basil and parsley slowly spread
As on the curb an old man to his death bled
A branch of rosemary landed on his head
my brother took a sniff then shut his eyes, dead."
Track Name: Not You
There once was a man of strange allure
He caught a disease without a cure
No shot, no syrup, not a pill
Could put to death his constant chill

As a result of this
He was forced to dismiss
Medicine of the west
Make do as he knew best

He put to work his brain
Studied well the domain
He made complex designs
But nothing came to mind
Till an October night
The answer, with winter's first bite,
Came as if from above
Downwards, dragging him along

To keep his person warm
In fire, wind or storm
His body he would drape
With coats tailored to his shape

Rumour says he grew old
Still always feeling cold
Though he became admired
For his layered attire
Till an October night
Death creeped up with winter's first bite
The mortician peeled all the coats off,
Then he screamed
He'd found
No one

There once was a man of strange allure
He caught a disease without a cure
Ask yourself, reader, and be true
This man - is he not you?
Track Name: Rusted Old Chains
I will keep these rusted old chains
For molecules remember interactions
Although at times they pierce my skin
They still are mine and I don't leave soldiers behind

I will keep these rusted old chains
For I was there when they were being welded
And still today in the right light
I clearly see that in fact they are golden

I will keep these rusted chains
I will carry just as much as I can
Not a tad below
It's what made me grow
I won't tear the pages of my past tense lessons
It's what made me strong
Track Name: Bigger Man
So I fired my engines
Shot off into the dots they calls "the stars"
According to calculations
The universe was waiting just for me

Well, as it turns out – it was not
And the dominating color is black
The goggles really do nothing
Houston and I have a date tonight

Today is the day I can safely say
(I'll swear if I may) I am lost as fuck.

I've never been a master in the matters of space
Yet, I abhorr directions...guess I am quite a catch?

With each passing day it becomes more clear
That life is indeed much larger than me
So it seems fit to do my best
And try to be a bigger man
Track Name: Crystalize
If I ever live to see it
I'll train myself to become
A changeling, a shifter of shapes
Just to send this message through

Once that I have it mastered
I'll turn rigid and cold
I'll form a circle, crystalize
Just to send this message through

I'll transform into a mirror sharp and true
I'll display an image so unique
Queens and thieves will crave a piece of me
Scientists will dream of my debris

But once the battle ends and I am scattered around
Each picks up his fragment and holds it to his face
Oh my, what a surprise they'll find when I reflect their own malice
For the beauty in me was you