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Track: Rivolta Silenziosa
Artist: Humanwine
Album: Fighting Naked

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H.U.M.A.N.W.I.N.E. (often stylized HUMANWINE) is an American Vermont-based band with early roots in Boston, Massachusetts, United States. Founded in 2002 by Holly Brewer, HUMANWINE has had a long history of rotating lineups of supporting musicians. In 2016 they recorded a four-volume release "aether". HUMANWINE has received various nominations and awards. The band has been featured in articles in many sources including the Boston Phoenix, the Boston Herald, The Pitch, The Dallas Morning News, and the Worcester Telegram & Gazette, as well as being featured on the cover of Northeast Performer Magazine. HUMANWINE has opened for acts at both the Orpheum Theatre in Boston and Webster Hall in New York. They have also opened for the Squirrel Nut Zippers at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston as well as headlining their own show at the venue. Their name is said, with tongue in cheek, to be an acronym of the phrase, "Humans Underground Making Anagrams Nightly While Imperialistic Not-Mes Enslave", a reference to the subtly-coded lyrics that comprise most of their songs.

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Release: Humanwine - Rivolta Silenziosa
Year: 2006
Genres: Rock, Pop
Styles: Alternative Rock, Art Rock, Indie Rock

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LYRICS

They sling our marrow like its fodder
Mortaring morticious brothers
We'll never get out of this place alive

if these walls these walls keep closing



into practiced chains of blather

Bubbling a thick blood lather

Washboard ribs and broken cribs

These walls these walls keep closing in



Nana na na na na



Fear just fell from a loaded sleeve

fluent in the tongue of greed

A master at the art of sleaze

who's walls Who's walls are a fiendish grin



of rotten desolation

Paranoid isolation

Fueling our blood stained machines

the bells of free-dumb liberty

the smell of gunshot bitter sweet



These walls these walls keep closing in

Oh where do we begin our dismantling?

We call on all to sing!

These walls keep closing in

Oh where do we begin our dismantling?

We call on all to sing!



Nana na na na na



Canisters of feigned dissent

They load our bodies into them

The prize surprise its eating at your eyes

and drawing down them shades



made out of skin

it's kin eating kin

Cogs living in the burning city

When will this day ever end?

Will the words from within break down this wall?

Our fall This wall!!



Will this dust ever settle

Even better now the sky is bent?

I got a a stomach full of fingernails

and another's femur on my head

Will this dust ever settle

Even better now the sky is bent?

I got a a stomach full of fingernails

and another's femur on my head





Eyeballs plug the mouths like hoses

scared of all the not-me noses

poking into our daydreams while in the distance glistening

that wall of bones that holds our tongues in

scared of all the taste bud rows of

hands that speak to you and me

that sign RIVOLTA SILENZIOSA!



These walls keep closing in

Oh where do we begin our dismantling?

We call on all to sing!