Chris Mess

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The band that is Chris Mess has a sound rooted in and inspired by original era glam, rock ‘n roll, and power pop aesthetics: A bit of loud Cheap Trick strut, with a smattering of absurdity and vocal craziness a la Queen, The Darkness, Ziggy-era David Bowie, and The Sweet. Highlights of the Chris Mess 2016 EP include:

• “Song for Zed” revisits and reshapes surreal dialog from the 1974 cult classic film “Zardoz” into a belated—and utterly unsolicited—glam-rock theme song, replete with 13-part “bohemian” voice harmonies.
• “Bong for Your Mom” takes a look at Seattle’s cannabis legalization landscape, through a musical filter The Sweet might employ.
• “Vitamin D” paints the ceiling of an insomniac’s bedroom with vivid hallucinations.
• A revved up “Suffragette City” tips the hat to the man with the snow white tan.

credits

released March 22, 2016

All songs written by Chris Niccoli (CD Baby Music Publishing, BMI) except Suffragette City by David Bowie. Created in Seattle.
Instrumentals recorded by Dubh David Black with Brandon Fitzsimmons at Soundhouse Recording.
Vocals recorded by Chris Niccoli at Thee Opium Den.
Mixed by Brandon Busch at Soundmedia Productions.
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek at Hanzsek Audio.
Graphic Design by Jeff Ashley.
There is no Auto-Tune anywhere on this recording.

Chris Niccoli: Vocals, guitar, piano
Brooks Clark: Guitar
Stephen Page: Bass
Andy Olson: Drums

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Chris Mess Seattle, Washington

Seattle's premier glam rock aestheticians, prone to absurdity and vocal craziness...coming down the chimney to rock your arse straight to Hell.

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Track Name: Song For Zed
Hunting you has become my,
Means to an end,
I set out to destroy what,
You defend....

I see nothing inside but,
My own perplexity,
Knowledge is not enough,
They kill dead gods for me...

I love to see them running,
Moments of their death,
And now I see you coming,
Center of your breath...

I see nothing inside but,
My own perplexity,
Knowledge is not enough,
They kill dead gods for me...

They kill dead gods...for me...