Living The Dream

is a band.
This is that band's website.
There is no Myspace account.
We have better resources.
DIY OR DIE.
- "E-Mail Contact"

SHOWS

FUTURE

It's summer, time for hiatus and recording albumns. We be makin videos:


PAST

May 28th 2007 @ Trunk Space w/ Matt & Kim, Soft Shoulder, & Love Songs and Monster Songs
April 27th 2007 @ Trunk Space Treasure Mammal CD Release 2/ Icy Core of Jupiter, Andrew Jackson Jihad, Colorstore & Asleep In The Sea
April 20th 2007 @ Cal Arts Vim Crony Festival w/ many others
April 14th 2007 @ Inner Beach w/ Lightning Bolt & APMIMMOOOOOOOOASDASRQW
March 3rd 2007 @ The Smell LA, Ca. w/ BARR, Marnie Stern, Collapsing Opposites & NoAge
February 28th 2007 @ The DECiMAL POiNT w/ BARR, Marnie Stern & Red Dress Press
February 10th 2007 @ Monte Vista Lounge w/ Red Dress Press & Hello Stranger
January 13th 2007 @ Dutchess Manor w/ Alliaceous, Cherry Tempo & Tulsa
January 7th 2007 @ Inner Beach with The Makai and Landlord
December 9th 2006 @ a Tucson house with a bunch of stuff.
December 8th 2006 @ Modified Reggae Meltdown with Soft Shoulder, Treasure Mammal, Bodhisattva, & Chief Beef
December 7th 2006 @ Dutchess Manor with Matt & Kim and Soft Shoulder
September 22nd 2006 @ The Zen Inn Spring Equinox Festival with a shit-ton of other bands out in the middle of the woods.

WORD

This song is about robothouse and what you percieve it to be. Don't think I don't hear you talkin' shit in the street. But don't think I care 'cause I'm livin' the dream. Living The Dream, LTD, it's exactly how you percieve it to be. It's really easy, just a lot of hard work. It's like Billy Ocean used to sing: 'Get Out my Dreams' Well, get out of my dreams and outta' my car. Cause I just want to JAM. This song! It's just an attempt. It's a little graffiti in a public space. Hopefully, it's a bit more effective and personal than like a mass email or a fucked commercial with like a little robot dancing in the street. He's got laser eyes and a big surprise. In vocoder voice, he seems to sing: 'Destroy' This is where the lyrics come back in. This is where I sing something really important. (I don't want to be an American.) This is where I get up all in your face. This is where I go... Like a dove with bigg ass teath, we will fight, fight for peace? All Right! Wild horses running through the bramble, jumpin over fences, over borders, over trenches, over borders - Oh, Bless thee! Blood orchids are in full bloom. We are horses running, wild horses running. You think this shit will last forever? Love is struggle, love is bramble, love is thorns! Love'll tear us apart. Super Sick Skiier Dude When hell freezes over, I'll ski there too. Touch me, I'm sick, super sick Skiier dude. Dancing machines. Dancing madly, losing their minds. If hell exists, we can find it & if it don't, we can make it like lemons to lemonade and other clichˇs. In the ether, collective mind, the hills have eyes - vampire eyes! So come here quick, hold me close and don't let go. Sunday Mornin Why you gotta break my heart, tear it apart? Weekend warriors. Monday mornin, there you are. Why you gotta be so hard? This song used to have a name Thank you for assuming the worst. Thank you for doing your research. Thank you for letting me be myself. Your path's been paved. Destination engraved. No change. Reactionary. So contrary to everything you espouse. Thank you. No thanks. I found out about the snow storm on the internet. I'm just sayin. Light yourself on fire till dawn breaks you open. I wait. Silently and so patient. Speed by in darkness. I wait. Years and years... Let's fuckin break it open. It's been so long. The hammer falls like thunder. Sparks fall asunder. People scatter from under. Bam. Boom! Slam. Bam! I've got a really big house with a sweet, sweet bass-ment... BIG! I don't mean to brag.... gotta soundproof my really big basement. If your ears ring then you know what I mean, but if your ears don't bleed then you know what I mean but if your ears see then you know what I mean, I said. corpoRATion Listen up, we've got something to tell you. We got ways of gettin thru. This corporation has a voice. We tell the sky how to be blue. We sell the sky because we can. We tell the grass how to be green We tell the grass: Smoke Machine This exists because you exist. You exist because we exist.

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