Song Of The Day: “Me & My Family Vs. The Robots” by Mergence

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I think this might be the perfect anthem for Independence Day. A great song by what is, in fact a great American band–yes Mergence has provided the soundtrack for my weekend, because it’s that kind of album–Those Vibrant Young People Are Dead is just pure and simply great rock’n'roll from “Dynamite & Kerosene” to “At The Salt” all of it is essential and amazing. “Me & My Family Vs. The Robots” is something of a centrally located masterpiece within the first half of the album, brilliantly contoured, composed, and in truth it stands out, in the long run, as one of the best songs, if not THE best song on the album. This song makes my soul reel, literally—for one it is the finest constructed song on the record, but also the concept and the metaphor at hand is dear to my heart, it proclaims society as a whole as a horrible life consuming robot with sharp claws and even sharper teeth. After a few good listens to this song, you will resoundingly want to proclaim your current status as: “Fuck You Robots!” Adam Bruce clarified, “I was at my cabin in the White Mountains, everybody left and I was there by myself, I started strumming it, then the lyrics were inspired by the place I was at.” Yod was quick to add, “I shat golden eggs all over it!” The truth be told, he’s not wrong.  “It turned out to be my favorite song,” Roedl added.   “It’s inspired by being in the mountains and looking at society while being completely disconnected from it,” Bruce said.  



Not only is it a great song, but the lyrics are fantastic as well. Bruce mentioned that he wanted to record an entire album about robots and I hope someday that dream comes true. In the meantime we have this brilliant vision of independence.

Me & My Family Vs. The Robots

I’m amazed at the ease of things,
when we are outnumbered
By calm, quiet indigenous things,
that exist without thought
Yes, it may seem to obvious.
Still, it’s not really up to us
There’s crashes, machines,
useless surgeries,
Robots that sing contraband

Many things that we hold so dear
(hold so dear) Hold our throats,
society’s got strong robot hands.
And it’s a well oiled machine
(oiled machine) Metal soul,
and sharp bloody metal robot teeth

And I can’t recline in these
satellite times,
Escudilla is a state of mind
My current status is fuck you robots,
you’ll never take us alive
Communicating like Gods
through holes in the sky,
which way is the ground?
With our new reality as it is today,
it’s hard enough just to make sound

Many things that we hold so dear
(hold so dear) Hold our throats,
society’s got strong robot hands.
And it’s a well oiled machine
(oiled machine) Metal soul,
and sharp bloody metal robot teeth

Many things that we hold so dear
(hold so dear) Hold our throats,
society’s got strong robot hands.
And it’s a well oiled machine
(oiled machine) Metal soul,
and sharp bloody metal robot teeth

Keep your greed and your metal teeth
away from me and my family, Oh
Keep your greed and your metal teeth
away from me and my family, Oh

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