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The Nerve House Conspiracy

by Nerve House

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tremblingbumcheeks This is the long awaited louisville hyperviolent schizo-pilled punk album of the year. Cope feels like a very self-aware response track to I Just Wanna Kill, and both are very relatable. Favorite track: Cope.
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1.
I don't believe in consistency Now tell me why do you keep listening I don't believe in consistency cause I can't smell the symmetry Gather 'round the campfire I got tales of cheats, madmen, liars I don't believe in consistency Tell me why do you keep listening Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I have a tendency to lose focus Supersonic smoking chronic cruising down the highway I may crash on my ass but I did it my way I don't believe in consistency Cause I can't smell the symmetry I don't believe in consistency DO YOU BELIEVE IN CONSPIRACY? (sounds of rage)
2.
FBICIANSA 02:26
FBI CIA NSA The alphabet men are after me FBI CIA DOJ Unmarked vans and microchipped brains These gangstalking goons They think it’s funny Blasting me with beams till my vision gets fuzzy And I can’t move And I can’t breathe I’m just satellite microwave mystery meat FBI CIA NSA I see right through your gamma ray gaze FBI CIA DOJ Deep state decay in my DNA These gangstalking goons They think it’s funny Blastin’ me with beams till my vision gets fuzzy And I can’t move And I can’t breathe I’m just satellite microwave mystery meat These agencies wanna eat me I'm not crazy That's why they baste my back with the secret sauce of a maniac Like oil and mud and blood and hate And a great tendril coiling through my face Dripppin out my ears to create my cage I knew they had my fucking brain So if you'd like to dumpster dive Or scrape the plaque right from my mind Who knows what bullshit you might find A SIGHT MY EYES SIT RIGHT BEHIND AH!
3.
When I crash and burn I wanna be buried in a Hawaiian shirt I want a fried-eyed conga line Or donate me to science I don't quite mind 'Cause I am serpentine I look inside and oh do I scream There's a lizard clawing my sunburnt back oh blood eagle, it feels like that It's just my fear and loathing, in the belly of the beast and the beast is choking The federal government wants my teeth and my eyelids quiver with static beneath It's just my fear and loathing, in the belly of the beast and the beast is choking Forbidden pears on my tongue, and every hit leathers these lungs I ate a bureaucrat just to watch him bleed Pulled out his hair plucked out his teeth Cause I am a man not a machine The universe spread her legs for me And she said you're a golden calf Praying in the shadow of a sandstone shaft We used to hang tyrants with bloody twine But I got burs on my spine and this mind isn't mine No more taxes, no more jail, now I'm free to steal your mail No more taxes, no more jail, WHIP OUT YOUR DICK AND HOIST YOUR SAIL (oh) No more taxes, no more jail, now I'm free to steal your mail No more taxes, no more jail, I am my own god I piss in the grail No more taxes, no more jail, now I'm free to steal your mail No more taxes, no more jail, suck it back, INHALE, INHALE No more taxes, no more jail, now I'm free to steal your mail No more taxes, no more jail, FREE MYSELF AND KILL THE WHALE It's just my fear and loathing, in the belly of the beast and the beast is choking The federal government wants my teeth and my eyelids quiver with static beneath It's just my fear and loathing, from the bottom of the river I can hear it moaning Rising up from its watery grave, now it's in my brains I will not behave It's just my fear and loathing, public masturbation, tattered clothing Like a horse, I am hung, GAZE UPON IT SPEAK IN TOUNGES
4.
Say Hello to my brutalist beast She was frankensteined from alkinine concrete meat She only treads on you because you tread on me I’m a boot biter that’s all I will ever be So as I solder together my manic machine I know heaven on high has chosen me And the blade lift cylinder carburates the radiator Wheezing wet breath out my vindicator excavator Domed like Darth Vader, supercharged alternator If you couldn't understand, the machine is my translator Say Hello to my brutalist beast She was frankensteined from alkinine concrete meat She only treads on you because you tread on me I’m a boot biter that’s all I will ever be So as I solder together my manic machine I know heaven on high has chosen me I got sick of getting whipped every time With this systematic bureaucratic calculated crime Colluding to cocoon me in thick black tape Sometimes the poised and pragmatic must go ape Trapped in the jaws of the defeated beast cause her axel's cracked and her grease has leaked Now I overheat in this perilous black I know this is it I won't come back The treads squeal they won't budge Shredded lungs are shrieking can you smell the blood But I stand tall and I stand proud This sputtering beast becomes a burial shroud So remember me, remember me A simple man who simply got fucked by the fiends Remember me, remember me Remember me when they take everything.
5.
Housefire 03:20
(Please keep matches away from children) COME ON! Fists of smoke fight and sting my eyes but I know everything's just fine I choke on clods of dust and grime but in my home I can never die The C sharp from the blaring alarm, it fills me with such a musical jive I'm not one for overreactions so I'm sleeping in tonight It's not a housefire It's no concern to me It's not a house fire Why do you keep screaming A gas mask screams at me to flee but I believe he seeks to deceive I trust the experts and the facts and I know this is all just steam I gaze up at the northern lights as the grey fills this flickering dream Lay back watch the aurora dance Cause the lights aren't scary, the fuck do you mean It's not a housefire I won't burn It's not a house fire This rest I've earned hmeirikwkje... five more minutes... it's not a house fire.. it's not a house fire... I think you're all liars IT'S NOT A HOUSEFIRE
6.
Sick 02:31
In the silence of a cold dead stare In a world of my own In a world where I can’t stand anyone go on and leave me alone I see your shadows in the hallway Sitting and waiting for you all to raid my home I need a minute to breathe I need a minute to think I need something my own Rip away my skin (Want you to watch me unwind) Claw down to what’s within (Dry as bone and cold inside) Tear away the layers of pretense and lose all sense of kin You better shut your fucking mouth now Don’t even know what you’re talking about Too many of you to stand any chance of fighting so I guess I’ll walk out Almost everything I clung to ripped away This was never my place I won’t explain a thing to you and I’ll never look at you the same Stuck just floundering without a clue I defined myself in relation to you I never would’ve thought that we would sever this way but there’s a cold strange look on your once-familiar face and the cycle continues I boil with rage, but isn’t that my choice? You don’t know what you’re saying time to stop repeating festered hatred and pain I gotta let you all go and drop everything keeping me sane Resentment’s empty and contemptful words would make it all stick I’d be no better and this anger’s made me nothing but sick I can’t just sit here seething letting this hate rip my heart out The only thing I have is now And I’m too unwound
7.
Little Man 02:55
There's something growing inside of me Crawling up my spine, past my gums and teeth He has small, nippy, angry hands That he wrings with malicious thoughts and plans So I choked down a bottle of ethanol To drown him out once and for all But this plan was inherently flawed He went to AA, and then he found god Little Man, destroy me Little Man, make me scream Devour me from inside out Little Man, Black Me Out His teeth sink in, sharp and cold Grimy mouth lined with briny black mold Chewing his way out until he sees sunlight Sending me spiraling across the I-95 Entrails spill on the driver side floor I can't see or understand what happened before Because the past was hard, but we got over it Now I feel so alone and distant (oh) Little Man, destroy me Little Man, make me scream Devour me from inside out Little Man, Black Me Out Choke the pride between my thighs Make me bleed, make me cry That shriveled snake of seething gout The worms crawl in your life drains out Wear me like a three-piece suit Drag me around, punish pollute From now until the end of time, I am yours you are mine
8.
I just wanna kill it’s all I wanna do I'm lusting for my quaking blade inside of you I wanna roll around and play in your blood Then toss your aching naked body in the river when I'm done I just wanna kill It’s all I wanna do I want to choke you out until your gagging and blue Veins dilate as I desecrate Jesus Christ, I love the way you hate I need pain on display Bound hands and legs raised Sweat beads down your chin and face Stay inside at night, that’s what I advocate I just wanna kill it’s all I wanna do I'm lusting for my quaking blade inside of you I wanna roll around and play in your blood Then toss your aching naked body in the river when I'm done I just wanna kill It’s all I wanna do I want to choke you out until your gagging and blue Veins dilate as I desecrate Jesus Christ, I lovе the way you hate I can’t take it anymorе White coats soiled with gore Peeled from the freezer floor I confess I’m not satisfied I need more Throat Slashed By A Psychopath That’s what the headline read: sensational blood bath And even if I get the chair I will not die I will live on dateline nightline all through time Please Gawk at my gallantry The majesty of my depravity Just fucking look at me I know what I did I take full responsibility My vile virility! I’m tabloid nobility Don’t blame pornography or bad tv Just blame me
9.
Cope 02:41
Tell me Can you keep a secret Pinky promise really mean it I don't feel like me sometimes Mirror man I don't know that guy So I shaved my legs but the razor died These pinpricks itch but I can't satisfy I was so scared of making a scene But behead them all I will be queen Cause I can't escape this fate My blame game blames phalates Or maybe mom wasn't there Freud lives in my sordid stare But what if it's all a psyop These doctors talk just like cops How can I justify what I can't identify I fight my own lies, wide-eyed (dammit) Kick this shell down on the pavement I strike back oh how I hate him Gnashing teeth as she croaks All this violence, all a cope So kick this shell down on the pavement Taste the dirt, that's what he needed Wailing as her neck broke All this violence, all a cope OH GOD NO! This scarecrow's not my own PLEASE GOD NO! But do you really know miss madam calypso ALL A SHOW! Too damn slow for fake gusto MY SHADOW! She sits below locked up inside my bone marrow If you fuck just like John Wayne With a ten-gallon hat and you never feel pain Or sixteen shots 'round a tree truck waist And the stuble stretches past your stone-cold face But I'm no dick slinging cowboy This revolver's nothing but a rusted toy Bitch better meet me at high noon and she may defeat me SHOOT ME SOON! Shells protect, use your shell to hide, but everyone must put their shell aside So kick this shell down on the pavement I strike back oh how I hate him Gnashing teeth as she croaks All this violence, all a cope So kick this shell down on the pavement Taste the dirt, that's what he needed Elbows crash into her skull You better fight for your right to my soul Kick this shell down on the pavement Derelict dead-eyed replacement Stabbing back with mighty strokes All this violence ALL A COPE
10.
Acid Rain 03:23
Storm the keep you bastard creeps just like I told you to do Stack these heaps of smoking sheep before they do the same to you Shed their skin, smash their shrines, stamp them into fine wine So we can savor something sweet when we drink and dine Down comes the acid rain It pours and pours but we won't go away A piercing hail from their bows and slings It stings and stings but I love the way they sing The dregs of men clutch rusty blades These toothless grins can not be saved Either I die by the sword or I melt in the rain But al hack slash and tear to the end of my days I cut through these striplings with starling ease As my blade drinks the red and I bask in their screams The stink of the battle a cadaver parade Disembowel and devour with no shame Down comes the acid rain It pours and pours but we won't go away A piercing hail from their bows and slings It stings and stings but I love the way they sing PRAISE GOD HAIL THE KING TAKE UP ARMS FOR COUNTRY GIVE ME RAGE GIVE ME STEEL A FACE FULL OF DIRT FOR YOUR FINAL MEAL I yank my grey water-filled boots up again and again from the flat desecrated earth I’ve been trudging through for days on end Every sunken yearning face around me carries the same sad look of desolation Beardless boys and anointed knights all bake the same under this dead sun Stewing here within this festering sore of a camp, the throbbing veins in my aching head beat against the merciless walls of my visor for release. My mind is awash in the blinding light of next conquest’s plunder. And I march. ACID RAIN ACID RAIN ACID RAIN ACID RAIN
11.
Entropy 02:16
I think it seeks to destroy me Guided by heat death entropy But I won’t fall for self-deceit I won't concede while my heart still beats As we bathed in the shadow of that monstrous thing smoke swirled and curled but I I could’t see the flames Silhouetted soot coating every inch of me And I wonder how or why I couldn’t see But when these weary bones ache and this body breaks down Sinking into that lake without light or sound I hope to feel a callused hand graze my hunched back Only to see you there just staring right back And I’d probably sob and you’ll tell me it’s okay and you’d talk me down like you did back in the day and I’m sure we’d get right back to shooting the shit just like we did when we were wayward kids, and we’d talk about rv’s and the capitalist machine, god I fucking hate late night tv, quarantine guillotines, churning dreams in Cherokee and what it means to really be free.
12.
Pleiades 03:17
Ima run for the hills Run for the trees Cause there's no cure for my disease Ima run for the hills and bust your knees I'm going upward starwards Pleiades Cause the spiders they just keep coming Ear to the earth do you hear that drumming I was hypnotized by glowing eyes But turn my back on Faustian lies To the cap of the pyramid I will climb Hands outstretched for the blazing sky As the crust is cleared from all three eyes The thing I was is atomized As above, so below, overcome my vertigo I don't know what I know Drink in light till I explode Ima run for the hills And run for the trees Cause there's no cure for my disease Ima run for the hills and bust your knees I'm going upward starwards Pleiades Two thousand nine hundred twenty two days This mortal coil boils on this plane But goddamn I love it here Shit sweat primal fear And the chandelier between my ears that I can hide for years years But we are all just god in drag and I find myself just swapping masks Same software different version Cope and choke and live subversion COME ON FUCKERS LET ME OUT!! I wanna be the formlessness I wanna crown the queen I wanna be the impetus I wanna see what's underneath I wanna suffer in the sun I wanna be a sage I wanna frighten everyone and find the secrets of the age I wanna slink out after sunset Open portals with my quintet I stay nervous great sham reset Just lip service, take your best bet.

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These songs were all written between late 2019 and the early fall of 2022.

A special thank you to Shane Ackerman, Jackson Gaurnio Sanders, Jack Foldyna, Mathew and Gloria Jablow, T's Grandfather, the cashier at the Circle K off of Taylorsville road that Max and I would stop at after practice, Bill and Tracy Caudill, Brooks Deetsch, Lugee Staaar!!, Bee Sumner, the genius germans that designed Ableton, and everyone who ever gave a damn about anything Nerve House.

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released September 25, 2022

Vox: Max Jablow
Rythm Guitar, lead guitar, backup vox: Will Caudill
Drums, lead guitar, piano, backup vox and occasionally rhythm guitar: T Moore
Bassman: Jake Nevitt
Rhythm guitar: Luke Pinko

Mixed by Will Caudill, T Moore, and Jake Nevitt (with ample notes from Max Jablow and Luke Pinko)
Mastered by the excellent Joe Morgan

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