Home Demos Vol​.​I

by Roux

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Zhakathoom This is one of those little treasures that bandcamp coughs up to the surface of it's murky waters every now and then: It's well driven stoner rock that plays just as cool as the cover looks.These guys from Spain not only make surprisingly good music, but also seem to be masters at stealth and ninjasneakyslippers: How this record isn't crawling with every backer on bandcamp is beyond me.. Favorite track: 40 Degrees.
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Roux Home Demos Vol.I

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released January 28, 2015

Music & Lyrics by Roux.
Recorded and Mixed by Roux.

Roux are: Daniel "Phtoner" López / Ander "Einer" Viaña / H. Adriaensens / Nacho "Stockton" Martínez.

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Roux Madrid De Los Trillos, Spain

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Track Name: 40 Degrees
40 degrees heatin' my head
It looks like I'd be ready to survive again.
40 degrees something insane
when you gotta feeling that you're getting sick.
40 degrees jumpin' up from my seat
one last drag before I give in...
40 degrees and it dawns on me
There's no turnin' back for these burnin' wheels...

So I came this far
just to be alone...
So I came this far
just to be alone... alone...

40 degrees grillin' my brain
Must be done within severe pain
40 degrees under my feet
Six feet tall monsters scarying me...
Just come around! Lets hit some hits!
Let's grab some miles rockin' over the hills...

So I came this far
just to be alone...
So I came this far
just be alone... alone...
Alone!

Sweet pot and gasoline...
Choose the point that makes your day.
Suites love and magazines...
Rare champagne and dirty lips

Hell yeah...
Track Name: Desert Queen (Dedicated to...)
Desert queen dressed in blue,
all Ive heard must be true...
Desert king dressed in gold
all I am comes from you...

Should I come away!
I'll keep rollin' in my classic car
You dont know im turnin' mellow!
Gimme some mescaline!
I ain't your muse ain't your puppet doll
Burn it up before it gets too low...

Restless wind draws a bound
cuttin' fields, and it goes on...
Racing horse upon this vale
Oh! sky's so bright...
And the sun isn't wrong...
Home's where I belong....

Should I come away!
I'll keep rollin' in my classic car
You dont know im turnin' mellow!
Gimme some mescaline!
I ain't your muse ain't your puppet doll

Burn it up before it gets too low...
Burn it up before it gets too low...
Burn it up before it gets too low...