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Candy Asylum

Dismembered Innocence.

About Me

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"The personality of this band is as firmly realized as any I've ever come across. Like The Cure, The Doors, or The Verve, Candy Asylum paints the boundaries of a vividly imagined, unique culture with their music...and then _live_ in it, song after song. Thanks for this goes, in no small part, to Christopher's gloriously hypersaturated imagery, but the caterwauling psychedelic pop landscapes the band paints don't hurt, either. It's like drowning in sex and lollipops....."
-Aaron English of The Aaron English Band
"I dig Candy Asylum. They're one of my new favorite bands."
-Tim Pyles of San Diego's Local 94.9
What Is A Death Doll?
Main Entry: death doll
Pronunciation: deh-th dah-l
Function: noun
Etymology: The Abortion Of Roxy DEATH DOLL Demo-Candy Asylum
Date: circa 2008
Definition:
1: a candy rocker
2 a (1): supporter of candy rock (2): fan of Candy Asylum
— death doll•ish adjective
— death doll•ish•ly adverb
— death doll•ish•ness noun
DON'T CALL ME INDIE.
DON'T CALL ME HARDCORE.
DON'T CALL ME SCENE.
CAUSE BABY, I'M A CANDY ROCKER.
ROCK'N'ROLL IS DEAD ONCE AGAIN...
AND MUSIC HAS BECOME JUST ANOTHER WAY FOR KIDS TO SOCIALIZE.
MUSIC REVIVALISTS AND TRENDY, MEDIOCRE UNORIGINALS HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO OUR GENERATION'S LACK OF A REAL CALLING.
BUT WE'VE FOUND OURS,
AND SO SHOULD YOU.
WE'VE BEEN ROBBED OF OUR CHILDHOOD,
AND SO HAVE YOU.
PUNK ROCK ISN'T PUNK ROCK ANYMORE.
SO WHAT SHOULD WE DO?
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Member Since: 8/11/2007
Band Website: :(
Band Members: Stephen Christopher Brown
-Vocals/Guitar

Cody Willett
-Keys/Whistling

Becca Evans
-Bass

Danny G.
-Drums

Influences:Candy, Toys, Dolls...
Playgrounds and Cults...
Fingerpaint, Crayons...
Clowns and Kaleidoscopes...
Psychedelic Wonders...
Epiphanies...
And Straight Jackets...
Fairy Tales, Make-Up...
And Making Quite A Racket...
Eyes That Hypnotize...
Like Peppermint Rising Suns...
Life, Death...
And Alll The Beauty...
In The World At Once...

Sounds Like: If you were raised by wolves
You'd be howlin' at the moon
Like it owes you somethin' too
The real world
Is a guillotine
Waiting to taint you
The day you turn eighteen
I am
Dismembered innocence
But I still believe
In "Pure Imagination"
Cause I'm a baby
In a trashcan
And there's rats
In my cradle
But WE'RE the ones
Who belong
In the fairy tale fables
"WE'RE the music makers
And WE'RE
The dreamers of the dreams"
But would you DIE
For ROCK'N'ROLL?
...I would

"GIVE IN TO HONEY"

Cha, cha, cha, cha
Cha, cha, cha, cha

Not lonely
Not lonely
Unless we sleep
Not only
Not only
Minimum wage machines

Even though
It's such a crime
To be a child
And lose your mind
We've got the toys
We've done the time
Just free yourself
And give in to honey
Give in to honey

So horny
So horny
So horny
So horny we're worker bees

"MIRROR WONDERLAND"

Lusting after angel wings
Could turn you blind
Reading faces
Shattered faces
Alters minds
Walking through
The house of glass
Could take some time
Don't forget to
Wear a sugar coat
Inside

When I need affection
I can tell you'd understand
A dim lit reflection
Like a castle in the sand

There's no lipstick on my hand
No trail of gumdrops
Where we stand
In a mirror wonderland

"CHOCOLATE HOUSE"

I
Know about the things
We do/say
Oh when you
Do them too/want to stay
With me
I
Know about the things
We need
I've got
The air we breathe
With me

Inside the chocolate house
We can live
In a chocolate house

With gingerbread fences
And caramel trees
And orange skies
And purple seas
And bubblegum windows
And cinnamon doors
All of this could be yours

"LITTLE PIXIE"

Floating in a
Butterscotch dream
I find myself
Awake on a swing
Slipping down
A licorice slide
I feel your presence
Running to hide

You're my little pixie
Yeah, yeah

Leaving me to sleep
With the moon
I realize
I woke up too soon
Washing out
The stars in the sky
I feel your presence
Running to hide

You're my little pixie
Yeah, yeah

What can I do little pixie?
I want to be a pixie too
Pour you dust on me little pixie
So I can float away like you

"GOLDEN CHANDELIER"

Drive a car
And take her far
Her lips are sealed
She's my wheel
Ice cream mountains
Soda fountains
All the things we'd like to steal

She's a flower blooming
In a golden chandelier
When she's sinking to me
It's the only thing I hear

Marshmallow skin
Where have you been?
All day

"I WANNA BE YOUR JAWBREAKER"

Lick me
I'm bittersweet
And sour
As death to eat
Sweet sixteen symphony
Warm showers
And trampolines
Why is it so hard
For you to swallow
Temptation so hard
For you to follow
I'm so fastidious
Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah

I wanna be your jawbreaker
Your jawbreaker

You want to know my name
It's aching in your bones
I'm like the Zodiac
Over the telephone

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I drift just like
A shiny daydream
I whip just like
I whip my whip cream

"PERMANENT"

Plastic dolls don't feel
The mannequins don't hide
Nothing left is real
When crippled on your side
It's permanent
Damage, damage
It's permanent
Damage, damage
And peppermints

Laying by the pool tonight
In your pink ballerina dress
A minaciously frightened sight
As the toy guns flow to rest

"INTO YOUR WOMB"

No one begs to be born
To wear like a crown of thorns
My face turned
A thousand shades
Of a color much ignored

Bring me back
Bring me back
Bring me back
Into your womb
Bring me back
Bring me back
Pain

Candyland feels just
Like abortion

When the universe
Was crossed
Mine was nailed down
To a cross
My palms were molasses then
Now the Virgin Mary's lost

"BROKEN CIGARETTES"

She baked me a cake
On my birthday
I blew out the candles
I made a wish
And my wish
Wouldn't come true
If I told you

Fix my broken cigarettes
I need to, need to, need to

She gave me a present
I was present
For the giving
Of the present
I made a wish
And my wish
Didn't come true
Cause I told you

"CANDY APPLE RAZORBLADES"

All of
The meat I'd eaten
I would have thrown up
Thrown up for you
But now all
The meat I'm eating
I want to throw up
Throw up on you
Throw up on you

Jack and Jill
Went up the hill
With candy apple razorblades

Candy apple razorblades
Jellybrain lube lemonade
Candy apple razorblades

"ROOM 100"

I've got a sweet tooth
And you know
Inside it's rotten
Rotten just like you
Decaying in a coffin
But before I kiss
Your glitter lips
I feel your
Rainbow fingertips
Rip down
The curtains
Lock us in the room
Slip our heads inside
A noose for two
Hang on little bi-polar girl

I want to leave the world
With you

Candy showers
Burn too many
Holes in our heads
But none of them
Will matter
When our necks
Are turning red
And we'll be bitter
Fashion toys
Who won't mean
What we've said
Cause we'll still have on
Our doll make up
When we're dead
Even when we're dead

Record Label: No one loves us.
Type of Label: None