Moby The Pink Pilot

Bio:

Moby The Pink Pilot is an exciting quartet from the Faroe Islands. The music these four guys create together draws upon the inspiration of bands such as Pink Floyd, Radiohead and Muse, but is best categorized as rock/ progressive /garage. Moby The Pink Pilot know how to rock and always deliver great melodies, but have strong lyrics too. There is always a heartfelt story, message or a brutal honesty that is certain to capture your attention. ..

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Member Since:

March 22, 2008

Members:

Fróði Hansen: Vocals and Drums

Bartal Augustinussen: Guitars

Petur Háberg: Bass

Mattias Kapnas: Keys


(Niels Jákup í Jógvansstovu plays bass on "Save us" and "Old bad eyes")
Recorded at "Flowershop studio" by Christian Dirach

Mixed by Óli Poulsen at Fix'n'Mix studios





"Save Us From Ourselves"

Grievous speaking
Eyes are leaking
Waverer savior
Sad belated truth

Croaking of ravens
Crowd forsaken
Hawkish havoc
Catastrophic news

No man can stare at the sun or at death with an unshielded eye

Leave your mind behind and become a manufactured robot in the war zone
Walk your brainwashed zombi walk and fire at every motherfucking object or soul that shakes
Casualties shouldn’t be too big of a concern-It’s just a necessary loss in order to secure peace
Because we’re like the good hearted Samaritan- we help those in need-but remove any threat that lurks in order to secure peace- or is it just to prove who’s king?

Save us from ourselves...

Hangs in ruin
Our doings
Misplaced bombing
Falter an excuse

Raise your flag
And sing your anthem
Keep on killing
In the name of god

Music: (Bartal Augustinsen & Fróði Hansen)
Words: (Fróði Hansen)






"Old Bad Eyes"

it's like when the jesus-man said not to crash thy neighbors' party
i bet he said that looking into eyes just like these
they're like...
...so old

-bad old eyes-
looking like having just passed from legend into myth
and could tell you so much new if you could but look into them

that's how i remember you,
not really from a single act or even anything concrete like that
but rather, just being caught up in those headlights
and where perhaps others would have had their whole lives flash before their eyes i simply froze
…i think they had to pull me away afterwards

i mean
i can only explain it like this
i want your holy damn eyes
why else would I not be bothered by this supposed stranger coming into my room early morning and waking me up with semi-drunken revelry
why else are the memories so slow in coming
rushing this is like rushing crucifixion
you know,
with hammer and nails and stuff

Music (Fróði Hansen)
Words(Olafur Þórarinsson)

Record Label:

Unsigned