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A day in a storm

by Mr. Walker

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Orion Melody I absolutely love this album. So beautiful and intense! Favorite track: Dark waters.
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Lagerbottoms Mr Walker is an amazing project mixing the usual metalcore with proggy, djenty and electronic elements. This is what you would think. But the outcome is all but usual. It is well written and greatly executed. Even for a whole band this album would have been awesome. And it's only one guy! Favorite track: Happy avenue.
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GeN2Mo The fusion of metalcore and the stylistic preferences of the djent community may not be exactly fresh but this album manages to drive the mixture home with full force by pure passion and emotional impetus. Sincere, frantic (if sometimes a bit too frantic) vocal work, tight grooves and a feeling for effective songwriting make this a standout. Favorite track: Behind every smile.
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Hysterical Laughter, vodka on the rocks A nervous child locked up in a box Who always keeps up his funny fasade Who smiles and jokes and hides his scars The box is thinner now but so is the boy But the show is free for all so sit back and enjoy So come and get your ticket to ride And you will see what is inside Please understand that there's More to a guy Than curly hair And bright blue eyes Behind every smile There is another lie... An insecure little bastard who spits the illest shit Who fucks up and fucks around smokes psychotic narcotics I understand it's hard to see all this in me All my secrets revealed and the asshole in my mind is revealed If I ran a mile for every fucking fake smile I ever put up and screamed for every time I shut up Then what would be left of my voice would be nothing but a sigh And by now I would have ran at least a million miles If I had a quarter for every time I've lied in bed Fighting the demons in my head I would be a millionare by now I would be a millionare by now Well, I'm a fucking caricature of a self-destructive artist if you don't think so then, motherfucker! Tell me what is!? All this shit goes down on paper fast but not as fast as my glucose does When I'm possessed by my depressed persona Inspiration is a must Behind every smile There is another lie... All my heart and soul is scribbled down in rhymes and words My mind is a paradox and I am the worst of two worlds! Behind every smile There is another lie...
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I've already fallen for you but I don't know if I'm gonna fall on my face I want you in my life even if you leave as quick as you came and go without a trace Oh what a beautiful fall! It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all! And now I'm stuck in the middle with you And none of us know if we've got something to look forward to I'd rather live my life in a rollercoaster going down low and way up high My life has always been and always will be one hell of a ride! If I get to choose I'd rather love and lose I know it's better to come out clean but I'd rather come out bruised Maybe I'll fly into your life Or crash land on my face in high-fi Maybe life will be like before but probably not, cause I can't forget you anymore If you say "no" then I know that I'll cry Keep up my smile Though I will be dead inside And in my mind I'll suffocate I'll numb myself - inebriate Starv myself, keep losing weight and look at my fucked up pale grey face as I cry I could have flown into your life But I landed on my face in high-fi Now life won't be like it was before Cause I can't forget you anymore You said "no" and I cried And kept up my smile though I was dead inside Walked alone with my mp3 and smoked too many cigarettes If I get to choose I'd rather love and lose I know it's better to come out clean but I'd rather come out bruised
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What are you gonna do when they come for the communists?! What are you gonna do when they come for the labour unionists?! What are you gonna do when they come for the journalists?! What are you gonna do when they come for the feminists?! Are you gonna stand in line when they march across our streets? And close your eyes when they strap on their boots and pull up their guns to shoot you? Do you hear no evil? Do you see no evil? Well you damn right should! Fight fire - with fire! Lame morality Organized insanity Prejudice Bigotry I see 1933 False-flag democrats Filthy vermin Dirty rats Boneheads Nice suits Swastikas Shiny boots What are you gonna do when they come for the immigrants?! What are you gonna do when they come for the jews?! Are you gonna turn a blind eye to their lies and wait for them to come for you? Are gonna stand and watch when they get seats in the parliaments and take over the governments? Or are you gonna give them a black eye to define your despise in this demise? Lame morality Organized insanity Prejudice Bigotry I see 1933 False-flag democrats Filthy vermin Dirty rats Boneheads Nice suits Swastikas Shiny boots Fight Fire - With Fire!
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An immortal flame Red from blood and shame Blue through all that's calm and true Orange from all the heat in all the hate The times are different, the battle's the same Everything is ruined and I'm to blame I can't help you, you're better off without me anyway The ignored and ignorant child Pops up in my mind And tells an aging rhyme Me - Myself - A Lie A khazer bleibt khazer A pig is always a pig You can't give a tiger new stripes Or teach old dogs how to sit Shove my nose in my own shit That'll teach me, won't it? Physical needs, psychological dependencies It affects, I'm addicted to love, warmth and passionate sex The box is still thin but the boy is supposed to be a man But nearly everything is the same, I don't understand I'm walking in circles Looking for miracles I'm walking in circles Looking for miracles Nothing endures And I'm still so insecure I can't even stand up on my own two feet Everything is on repeat Everything is on repeat... A khazer bleibt khazer A pig is always a pig You can't give a tiger new stripes Or teach old dogs how to sit Shove my nose in my own shit That'll teach me, won't it?
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Happy avenue 06:16
10 past 5 a.m, I'm chilled to the bone Walking down an empty street towards my new home With a redhead, a pierced guy, a cute punk and mr. well dressed On our way to take what's ours, we'll never settle for less A crowbar A towel And a roll of duct tape We're gonna take what's ours and we are in perfect shape! Isn't it such a disgrace with so much empty space? We're taking it all back and saying no to their rat race We take - they evict We are gone without a trace And then we reappear We reappear like ghosts In another time and in another place They tear down one We'll take two What are they supposed to do? May I please welcome you - this is Happy Avenue! 20 past 5 a.m Loodle opens the window to the hotel Will the neighbours call the cops? Well, time will tell Isn't it such a disgrace with so much empty space? We're taking it all back and saying no to their rat race We take - they evict We are gone without a trace And then we reappear We reappear like ghosts In another time and in another place Rise like lions after slumber In unvanquishable number Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep has fallen on you Ye are many - they are few. They tear down one We'll take two What are they supposed to do? May I please welcome you - this is Happy Avenue!
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Put me on a plane towards enlightenment naked and curious Let me chat with the swedish sensation Lost luggage, I go furious Running back to the station In a flash I'm back with a new friend, ready to fly As the zeppelin takes to the sky I take my seat in a plane We land on a beautiful runway An old man climbs in windows with bamboo sticks He falls In a flash I'm back with a new friend, ready to fly As the zeppelin takes to the sky An old man climbs in windows with bamboo sticks He falls Voices talk to him The photograph sings There is only one logical ending; I must engage in sexual activities with a plastic version of the dancing spy! An old man climbs in windows with bamboo sticks He falls Voices talk to him The photograph sings In a flash I'm back with a new friend, ready to fly As the zeppelin takes to the sky
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There must be more than what my eyes can see I cannot accept not being able to move from 0 to 1 There must be more to this trip, it can't just be like a long wait, like a sinking ship Have I travelled all my days just to get this far? I can not accept this is supposed to be the end Would you please lead and show me the way, my eyes are covered, I don't know what to do or say! How am I supposed to understand something that no one can survive? How am I supposed to see something that no one can describe? Try to catch the twenty two if you can! Books and learning to explain the unexplainable But books and leaders are disposable Drugs and products to improve the unimprovable Trying to tell us that we are not loveable The books tell you: "You're not worthy!" The ads tell you: "You're fat, ugly and dirty!" I can't wrap my head around all these lies! Contradict yourself everytime you try Trying to explain what goes on inside your mind Yes, you should be scared You're still in the first square Try to catch the twenty two if you can! How am I supposed to understand something that no one can survive? How am I supposed to see something that no one can describe? Try to catch the twenty two if you can!
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The one call I wish you had missed Thrown back into old ways Too much, too late, too far apart Too drunk, a bed, a phone and a broken heart I told myself: "Be brave, right between the eyes" But like the coward I am, I stuck to my half-lies I had a sledgehammer in my chest My hands were trembling Now I just feel sick I am not where I wish could be... Nothing is as I wish it should be Nothing is as it could be... I told myself: "Be brave, right between the eyes"
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Dark waters 04:31
Swimming in dark waters Surrounded by horizons Clutching on to anything that'll keep me floating I push myself away from having any feelings Brush it off and shrug but I don't think it's working any more The obsession of being nothing but shallow has left unsatisfied, needy and hollow I don't want diamonds, silver or gold I just want someone to hold It would be nice to look into my eyes Smile and for once knowing There was nothing rotting beneath My stained teeth To not - cringe and cry To not - fake and lie To not - hate and despise To end this demise, yeah it would be so nice Drowning in waters I've coloured black from everything I've done Holding on to anything that'll keep me floating Don't rescue me Don't pull me up Don't even give me any air Someone as good as you should not be where I am
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Rotten, dead crops The rain won't stop We are stumbling in a no man's land Why do I weep and why must we reap what we sow? The sensation - oh so sweet! The lies, the pain, the money, the greed! We're crawling in our own filth, trying to find a way Cause we thought we could fly away but we were led astray Everything is gone today How could it be?! Why is it so?! Cause we repeat the same mistakes of yesterday! The forest is dead The lake is frozen Are you alive? The path is chosen The price we pay for all those lies Don't expect anything civilized WAIT FOR SOMETHING WILD

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This album was written, played, recorded, mixed and mastered by Erkan Dogantimur. The music touches several genres and moves back and forth between them like a ship that's rocked by the waves of a storm. It's deep and groovy, with immense power and emotion attached to it.

Sweden Rock Magazine has given Mr Walker's "A day in a storm" 8 out of 10 in their review.

Arbetarbladet, a swedish newspaper, has given Mr Walker's "A day in a storm" 4 out of 5.

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released September 30, 2012

Thanks to:
Gustaf Lindstein for lyrics and vocals
André Alvinzi for guest guitar leads and solos
Mio Dal is the visual artist responsible for the album art, which contains photographs and painted elements.
Erik Larsson for helping with photographing for album art
Close friends who acted as great support!

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Mr. Walker Uppsala, Sweden

Multi instrumentalist from Turkey, living in Sweden. Born 1987, first instrument played was "Darbuka", a turkish drum. From there, to here - heavy groovy metal with a touch of djent and electronic influences.

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