Euphobia (the first album)

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PRESS REVIEWS: THE EUPHOBIA ALBUM


"The CD sounds great... a great new band, if you get the chance go see them... I've added the [Unabashedly] Political Song and Emerald to the Sirius database and playing them on Celtic Crush... Great stuff" - LARRY KIRWAN, SIRIUSXM SATELLITE RADIO, NEW YORK CITY

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"My point is, no novice was involved in the making of “Downhill”. No, what we have here is a conscious plan to create an agitated state of sound that fits the band’s lyrical message, and Chris and the fellows have pulled it off with precision, energy and conviction." - MARTY PETERS, RECORDING MAGAZINE

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"VoodooLoons have blended a multitude of influences across genres to capture a unique sound of their own. The Loons borrow sounds from traditional folk roots, psychedelic rock, funk, and strong overtones of early REM-style college rock... their musical appeal is as far stretching as their apparent influences." - JOHN MEYER, MUSIC REVIEWER, NEW YORK CITY

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"The variety within Euphobia gives the feeling that each song has been meticulously crafted as opposed to just thrown together so that the band can rock out. This is an artist’s rock n’ roll band." - JON OSTRO, MIC-CONTROL BLOG, BOSTON

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"Whether you’re on board with their message or not, Voodoo Loons’ grungy hard rock will surely hook you. Be afraid of the government, by all means. But do not fear the rock." - KRIS LARSON, ONLINE ROCK, SAN FRANSISCO

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"As for Euphobia itself, <it> bears the mark of their musical and writing influences (Pixies, Jane's Addiction, Ray Davies, Bob Dylan, Paul Westerberg) focused through a soaring, careening Afghan Whigs-like Indie Rock sonic filter, resulting in the expansive sound of a major label album." - BRIAN BAKER, CITYBEAT, CINCINNATI

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released January 7, 2008

All songs by Dennis O'Hagan unless otherwise noted.
McYankee Publishing Group, ASCAP

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Voodoo Loons Cincinnati, Ohio

Based in both Cincinnati, OH and Donegal, Ireland, Voodoo Loons have been cultivating an underground audience since 2006 with their strange and unique blend of punk, psychedelic, and celtic roots music.

"There aren't many who can match the enticingly dark, edgy and wonderfully engaging musical storytelling of Voodoo Loons in their new album The Criminal Ear." - NPR
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Track Name: Hello
Hello old friend, how long's it been and how's your life?
I hope I find you fancy free and free of strife
Let's raise a glass and drink to all the time that's passed
Tell me your tale of what you've done and where you've been
Hello, hello, hello again
Hello, hello, hello
How long's it been?
Good morning, Sunshine, and what a joy to find you here
Helluva a night we had with all that smoke and beer
How'd we get home? I really couldn't say
And I'm ashamed I know your face but not your name
Hello, hello, hello again
Hello, hello, hello
Are we still friends?
Track Name: The Unabashedly Political Song
Hey, if you watch Fox News you might as well turn this shit off right now
'cause I'm having a hard time understanding how you people aren't deeply concerned about the state of our affairs. And by "our" I'm talking about the land of the supposedly free, home of the brave. I've been noticing lately that we have no idea how many people have been killed by OUR bombs in this "war on terror". Yeah, war on terror... how terrifying do you suppose it is to have a bomb dropped on your family?
Forgive me world, I'm just trying to understand
How we solve your problems dropping bombs on your head
Excuse us world, we're just following God's plan
Saving the world just one war at a time.

How many kids were killed in the World Trade Center?
How many kids have been killed in Iraq and Afghanistan?
Why don't you know, and how is this not wrong?
And I'm having a hard time understanding why it's wrong to kill babies in Oklahoma City but somehow it's just collateral damage when those babies have brown skin and live in the desert...
Forgive me world, I'm just trying to understand
How we solve your problems dropping bombs on your head
Excuse us world, we're just following God's plan
Saving the world just one war at a time.

Meanwhile back home we'll put Johnny away for 15 years for tripping the light fantastic while his kid brother is a zombie on prescription rittalin, mom's on Prozak, and dad's having martini lunches and pills to get a hard on, grow his hair, drop 20 pounds... yeah, war on drugs indeed. Most people seem to agree that it's madness, that our <giggle giggle> leaders won't vote this way for fear of retribution... so it has to make you wonder, who exactly are the assholes? Is it the guys with no guts in the bizarely vain profession fucking us up, or is it us as a people? Because yeah, we're for freedom, like freedom of religion, as long as your god is the Lord Jesus Christ and not some heathonistic idol that, ya know, the rest of the world worships.
Forgive me world, I'm just trying to understand
How we solve your problems dropping bombs on your head
Excuse us world, we're just following God's plan
Saving the world just one war at a time.
Track Name: I Know You're Bent
So prim and proper on your throne
But I know the side that you don't show
You put on your airs, but I know that you're bent
I see in your eyes, I know that you're bent
Sunday in the pulpit on your knee
Next day you're chasing after me
You put on your airs, but I know that you're bent
I see in your stares I know what you're bent
So prim and proper on your throne
But I know the side that you don't show
You put on your airs, but I know that you're bent
I see in your stares that I know that you're bent
Track Name: Downhill
So what do you think of the demons this season?
What do you think of their reasons? It's treason.
What do you think of the future? It's putrid.
What do you think that the odds are we'll choose it?
What do you think of the mother who's starving?
And what about her children? They're heathens.
And what about the disaster? God's answer...
They say that His word is hate... is HATE
Our world is running away
Our time is drifting away
Lifeblood is flowing away, downhill

So what do you think of the preacher... a teacher?
What do you think of his venom? It's spreading
King self appointed, self anointed
A legacy littered with pain. With pain.
Our world is running away.
Our time is drifting away
Lifeblood is flowing away, downhill.
Track Name: Paranoia (Acting Suspicious)
The lyric to this song is an improvised rant about paranoia around being watched. It comes from a place of experience. A valuable tip in this track is that undercover cops/agents tend to wear the same shoes. Remember that.
Track Name: Emerald
He was pulled from their home by the March thunderstorm
And was dropped in the sand of a far away land
She’d try not to cry when she’d feel that he’d died
And she prayed that he’d be home someday
So she’d wipe back her tears to not let the years
Dim the light of her emerald eyes

She fell to the floor when they came to her door
they had not his bones, she was still alone
What was unbeknown was in the other tribe's zone
He was kept alive by her thoughts and the sight
Of her face that he’d see when he’d manage to dream
of the light of her emerald eyes.
And the face that he’d see of his darlin’ Marie
And the light of her emerald eyes.

Well a year had gone by and Marie’s friends they’d try
To convince her to put his memory aside
But she couldn’t let go til she’d buried his bones
And until they came home she’d hold out her hope
So he’d stay in her prayers and not let despair
Dim the light of her emerald eyes

On a cold autumn day the boy broke away
And was picked up along a road that they’d won
As he neared their home she felt a strange warmth
And she looked up and saw that her boy had come home
She held on to him til they shivered no more
‘neath the stars of the October skies
And the war it raged on, but he’d found his way home
By the light of her emerald eyes.
Track Name: Play In the Rain
When I'm on my own in despair and no one seems to notice
and no one seems to care that I'm even alive
When the clouds all roll in and the sun is completely covered
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When my friends leave my side
and my calls go unanswered
When tears well in my eyes
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When I'm down on my luck and there's no one here to help me
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When you feel the hurt inside me, when I'm gone and you can't find me
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When I'm down on my luck, and there's no one here to hold me
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When you feel the hurt inside me, when I'm gone and you can't find me
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
When I'm down on my luck, and there's no one here to hold me
I will go outside and I will play in the rain
I play in the rain, I play in the rain
I play in the rain, I play in the rain
Track Name: On My Own
When I was a young boy I used to run away
Not out of anger, just needed to get away
And think with my own mind
And live on my own time, my light-hearted high time
And be on my own.
My best friend Karen, she wants to take my hand
but I just have two now, and they're both still in my plans
So she's feeling low now, because I let her down
And she's going home now to be on her own
I have some friends now, and I'm just like them
We have fun when we're out, but it ends when we come back in
I'm going home now, where I live alone
'cause I'm on my own now, and I'm all alone
Track Name: Trouble To Come
I went to the kitchen at the top of the stairs
greeted with tension and icy cold stares
My mood was jovial, but her's was not
her nostrils were flaring, her temper was hot
Oh, trouble to come

I got in my car to go for a ride
had to get myself away from her hive
cranked up the music, and lit up a smoke
but I'm not a smoker so I started to choke
Oh, trouble to come

I looked in my mirror and I saw her lights
looks like it's gonna be one of those fights
She pulled up beside me and started to swerve
my tires were slipping, my car hopped the curb
Oh, trouble to come
Oh, trouble to come
I crossed the sidewalk and slid through the grass
Then I nailed a tree and I flew through the glass
Oh, trouble to come
Oh, trouble to come
Track Name: Don't Mind the Trouble
Big hand pushed me down, got up and I turned around
Learn a lesson every day, There must be a better way
But I don't mind the trouble. I don't mind the trouble
You can't hold me down. You can try, but I'll rebound
Make me go out of my way, twice as hard but it's OK
'cause I don't mind the trouble. I don't mind the trouble.
Who'll hold you when you fall? Who'll be there when you call?
Pick you up when you are cut, unlock the doors that you have shut?
It's not the way you wish to see it.
It's all the same, it doesn't matter to me anyway now.
I don't mind the trouble. I don't mind the trouble.
I don't mind the trouble. I don't mind the trouble.
Track Name: Intangible
They say it’s less than 4 miles to the horizon
But it gets further the longer you swim
I have this dream I can’t quite remember
It slips away, and comes back ‘round again

Like the heat that rises from the highway
Like the waves ripple across the sea
Like the wind that don’t know where it’s blowing
I headed out with no real sense of aim

Repeated lies and the ties that bind come unraveled
Bedroom eyes are best left unpursued
Forbidden fruit seems sweet from the distance
The aftertaste can make you come unglued

They say it’s less than 4 miles to the horizon
But it gets further the longer you swim
I have this dream I can’t quite remember
It slips away, and comes back ‘round again
Track Name: Along the Way
Day breaks with a traffic jam
I'm already late, probably fate... hooray, I'm on my way
No soap left in the tub, my shirt was dirty that I wanted to wear
I found a little spot on the side of my hair that grayed
Along the way, along the way
On the way to your house I made a stop
and I stepped in a puddle and my sock was sopped
so I grabbed a new pair but I couldn't pay
'cause I left my fucking wallet home, anyway
it's still in the pocket of my other shorts
with the weed that I just fucking bought
so they're both laying ruined at the bottom of the washing machine
Do you see what I mean?
I'm on my way
Though my pocket's empty, my weekend's free
and it'd make it all better if you were here with me
Along the way, along the way
Along the way there are no signs
just the things that you learn along the way.
Track Name: Hello (Extended Jam)
Hello old friend, how long's it been and how's your life?
I hope I find you fancy free and free of strife
Let's raise a glass and drink to all the time that's passed
Tell me your tale of what you've done and where you've been
Hello, hello, hello again
Hello, hello, hello
How long's it been?
Good morning, Sunshine, and what a joy to find you here
Helluva a night we had with all that smoke and beer
How'd we get home? I really couldn't say
And I'm ashamed I know your face but not your name
Hello, hello, hello again
Hello, hello, hello
Are we still friends?