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Forbidden Techniques

by Hummingbird Of Death

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1.
Fresh Hell 01:33
Child exploitation. Suppression of women. Death and starvation. Roadside explosions. People living a fresh hell every day. A world away, in my life of comfort, I sit here trying and failing to imagine waking up to a fresh hell every day. World of violence cries for assistance. But the 'help' they're getting is worse than nothing.
2.
Thicken 00:36
I'm not saying let's ignore injustice. I'm not saying let's turn a blind eye. I'm not opposed to political correctness. I'm only saying you could probably stand to have some patience. Pick your battles. Rethink the power words have over you.
3.
Another week of life spent not necessarily alive. Another goddamned week of 8 to 5. The work is OK, but not so much the pay. So what is it that keeps me here? Could it be the fear of instability and inability to find something better? I spend my week worrying until Monday comes around again, and then another goddamned week begins.
4.
I'm just over here doing my own thing in my self-fortress. I don't expect you to get it. Don't expect me to explain it. Sometimes it hurts when I don't get enough support, but I try not to complain. I didn't choose this path to be popular.
5.
I do this for me, because I must. I put a lot of dough into this. Where do you think it all comes from? I entertain you, you pay for it. You're not entitled to it. Where did this attitude come from, that music should be free? It's not, for me. A little scratch for my trouble would be nice.
6.
Ghosts of a dim distant past catching up with you at last. Surrounding you from all sides. Nowhere left to run and hide. Gaps in what you say and do coming back and haunting you. People that you once had fucked have returned to make life suck. Barf at the moon. Spoken too soon. Distant past haunts your ass.
7.
You don't care what happens to real people. All you care about is that your team wins. As long as the tribe has first-class status, someone else can pay for your sins. Winners get the spoils. Losers get fucked. This isn't a game, fuckface.
8.
So many pegs, so many different shapes slammed into the same round holes. The golden rule is irrelevant here. We're all bred into a culture of fear. So fuck an apology. Their approval means nothing to me. We're all the same when we close our eyes. There's no reason to apologize for who you are. So fuck an apology. Live your life like it was meant to be. Sooner or later they'll recognize there's no reason to apologize for who you are.
9.
Head full of shit. Born with head up your ass. Better dislodge it fast. No shame in admitting you don't know everything. Grab a Q-tip. Swab it out.
10.
Poop Du Jour 00:43
Shit of the day piled on your plate. Time for you to tuck into the shit of the day. It's here to stay. Face another stupid day. Tell yourself it's gonna change. You'll eat the shit anyway. Day after day. Shit on your plate. Shit-eating grin on your face again.
11.
Suppose one day some kinda mammoth electromagnetic pulse or other anomaly knocked out communication hubs all over the entire planet. No cell service. No worldwide web. No social media. What would we do without the distractions keeping our eyes fixed to tiny screens? Would the sudden loss of attachment blow our minds to smithereens? No text messaging. No fuckin' Candy Crush. Is it too much to ask to get back in touch with our fellow human beings and actually look each other in the face? What if we had to engage each other, talk to each other? Would we break the hold our phones have on our lives, or stand stock still until we starved and died?
12.
Yap 00:22
Open yap. Your gums flap, spewing your idiotic crap. Within your rights, but they're not just yours. You can't just say what you want and never be criticized. Remember that next time you open your face.
13.
This was supposed to be a fucking joke. Never thought it would get this far. Never thought I'd be in this mess. I don't like this anymore. This is way harder than I thought it would be. There's way more to this than I thought there was. Now you're telling me I have to divest? I fucking hate this. From sea to shining sea, can't stand people making fun of me. Never knew that so many fucking hated my guts. Just assumed that I'd be in charge. No idea how this actually works. Can't just do whatever the fuck I want, goddammit. I don't care about partnership. I don't care about compromise. I don't care about morning briefs. I don't care about the Bill of Rights. I don't care about any of this. I don't like this anymore. Just wanna take my golf clubs and go home.
14.
Some people actually try to think before they speak. You can't wait to show people how stupid you are. Casual stupidity proudly on display. Lack of validity all day, every day. Some realize their faults and try to improve on them. All you ever seem to wanna do is amplify them. Learning and listening? Not you, no sir. Much more fun to be a fucking loser.
15.
The world doesn't need to know what you think on any given topic. Spouting opinions and kneejerk reactions. Reverse peristalsis. Answering questions that nobody asked. No knowledge of the situation. Never stops you from chiming in. Time to put that keyboard away. Until you put some logic into what you say, put it away.
16.
Throw the government out on its ass. Replace it with a televised science class. Anti-intellectualism must die. We all know that it's our fatal flaw. No choice left for us but to enshrine the scientific method into law. The party of science is the only way. The only party with which I can identify. Neil deGrasse Tyson for prez, with Bill Nye his running mate. Or non-dudes would be fine too. So we can run this country based on fucking facts.
17.
Smashcast 00:19
Eating fire, shitting lead. Push up daisies, now you're dead. Blasting off into the sun. Mission failure, hole-in-one. Father Time is undefeated, but defeat won't be conceded. Smash your casts, blast some thrash. Don't stop 'til you're outta cash.
18.
Rips 00:17
See your face, turn my back. There's no doubt about it. Fuck off all poser shit. We only play stuff that rips. Pose in hell forever. That's all there is to it.
19.
Henhouse 00:41
Strapped public schools forced to underperform. Concerned parents send their kids to private schools and wonder why they don't get results. Maybe education wasn't the goal. Beware the for-profit education industry, run by folks who worm their way into positions of power over public schools, which, oddly enough, leads to more cuts in funding. Schools are further abandoned, and the spiral continues all the way to the fucking bank.
20.
Look out everyone, we got a badass over here. I see you working. Why you're here is all too clear. In my face with your own face. I can tell that you want me to be impressed. The harder you try, the less I care. Go try that shit on someone else.
21.
Plans are put in motion. Everything's coming up Milhouse. So why does it feel like I'm juggling chainsaws? Why does it feel like I'm on a tightrope? Sure there's a net, but it's so far down. Always one setback away from slumping back to the drawing board. Problems threatening to overtake my successes. Mindset: take the bad shit with the good. It would be so very simple to scrap everything and start over again. I've come too far to stop now.
22.
Desperate to escape hell on earth, a fucking nightmare. Endless invasive questions. Vetting procedures are plenty extreme. Life on fucking hold for months and years spent in camps, waiting for the fucking light to turn green. You really think a terrorist act would be worth going through all that shit? The last thing they need is for you to go around huffin' and puffin' and blowin' their house down. Leave them the fuck alone.
23.
24.
Well this has been an idiotic disaster already. Plain as day to all with functioning brains. Not sure what more can be done to convince you you're the foolish one. I want to see you burn in hell, but only you can go fuck yourself. After all has been said and done, I see that you still have that fucking sticker on the back of your truck, next to the mudflaps and those swinging nutz. Mark it as a loss. I want the only thing you see for the rest of your life to be my middle fucking finger.

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Recorded Feb-May 2017.
Released by To Live A Lie Records.

Cory - guitar
Joe - bass
Mike - drums

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released December 1, 2017

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Hummingbird Of Death Boise, Idaho

Fastcore. Boise. Power trio. 2005-end of the universe.

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