The Giants

by Model Slaves

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Recorded and produced at Hell's Kitchen Studio by Tomeu Janer Mulet November 2015.

All music played by Model Slaves. Guitars, keyboard and banjo by Moncho Martín, guitars by David García, drums by Pep Lluís Palmer, bass and vocals by Víctor Palacios.

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released June 14, 2016

Album art by Deberlou's Miguel Cortés Prohens (copyright 2015)

Costitx Planetarium picture by Mabel Puche Blasco (copyright 2015)

The Mongrels by Víctor Palacios Herrero (copyright 2015)

The Giants: lyrics and vocals by Víctor Palacios Herrero, music by Salvador Martí Debón (copyright 2015)

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Model Slaves Palma, Spain

Atomic Winter, Frontier Post-punk

Hailing out from Palma, Spain, Model Slaves are singer and bassist Victor Palacios, drummer Pep Lluís Palmer and guitarists Moncho Martín (Niño y Pistola, Son and the Holy Ghosts) and Tolo Fornés (also synthesizer). ... more

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Track Name: The Mongrels
I was told we came in rockets
Davy Crocketts
Beaten and lone
Looking for gold
Dead to the bone

When the Martian dust subsided
We found loved ones
Waiting for us
Glad you’re all back
Nice cup of tea

Flowers were brought to their graves
Filled with remembered remains
Foreign to Martian terrain
Earthlings that died far away

It still felt good to be bound
To those empty holes in the ground
Filled with remembered remains

So he spoke
Musing in his rocking chair
Curling his hands in my hair
Locks of smoke
echoed the words from his lips

There was a time when we were Earthlings
Mining mirage
Now we’ve all changed mixing our blood with the foe
We became dust eyed and bold
Smashed up the radio controls

Chorus
Track Name: The Giants
She leaned against the glass
Half buried in the dark
Put up her thumb one eye closed
And blotted out the glow
Where all her loved ones were
Or used to be
You’ve got nothing left but me

It’s all magnificent desolation
The giants were blown to dust
It’s all magnificent desolation
It’s all gone with the wind

She pushed away
And shrunk into herself
To shed her tears
Rotating In the air
Atomic winter
Snow globe sun
That burned her eyes
And burned her mind
That tiny frozen pearl
Half-buried in the black
Pretty and pale

A clank reverberates
My circuit sparks and grates
That’s when she jerked up the hatch
Got blown out into space
But I still feel attached
To flesh and bone
I’ve got nothing left but my own

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