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Antiquate Hate EP

by The Quarantined

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    Special Live cut Videos:
    Feeding you lies --
    Live at the Old Town Pub, Pasadena CA (In HD) August 24th, 2015


    The Ghost of Tom Joad -- Live at Drifters, Santa Clarita, CA May 2016

    Sean Martin - Vocals/Guitar
    Nick Loxx -- Bass
    Kaspars Lucey-Grinbergs -- Drums

    Unique Album Art by Jad Dovey- This album art is on a print of 20. There will only ever be 20 of these AMAZING UNIQUE prints in existence that are exactly like these. If you have one of those physical copies, every digital sale that happens from here on out makes your CD go up in value. These special prints have the first mixes of the EP, in a unique Producers Order- It tells a different story with the same songs- Isn't it fun?
    I might do another special print run at some point that will be uniquely different. (Hint: Follow our Social media to stay in the loop.)

    AND You'll get special still frames from our Recording process at Ultimate Studios Inc., standing in front of just 1 of G1's walls of PLATINUM RECORDS, and of unique Press/Marketing photos of the band, that will be part of our coming documentary film telling our story.
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No Regrets 05:15
V1: I watch the smoke fill the air in front of me Another hand slides over my chest its just been us together for awhile now if by a while I mean an hour and those feelings dont wash over me that sensation of love evades my heart you are everything that I wanted for tonight but you know that you mean nothing, right...nothing right? Ch: I don't even try to explain anymore but I know your love shakes me to the core I want it like it used to be as I fiend for more of your sex and no regrets V2: I wont apologize, no not today cause insanity infects my brain, (enjoying life in disarray) I look inside but can't deny I may be here but I don't know why; (must be that addiction in the way) Ch2: And thats all there is to say And I know this is just for today but can you...Can you come back tomorrow just gimme more of that sex and no regrets No regrets? no regrets!
V1: How the bottle flows down, away Gone forever in haze Blood drips down: must be fate Sold my last two cents of grace Trapped inside a cerebral maze faced my memories I wished were fake Pre chorus: and as I try to forget you this time Dreams of suicide replace my mind sink into my hole and soon I'll find That I can't drink my pain away this time Chorus: As I try to see beyond the dawn of another sun I find it harder to conceal what I've done As my demons force me here to make a stand they say you can't drink away the blood off your hands V2: Getting out while still alive crying for help you're paralyzed then the bottle flows away no one cares in nothing ways to know the truth behind the lies is to be the one with lonely nights PreChorus Chorus Chorus2: As you try to see beyond the dawn of another sun You find it harder to conceal what I've done As your demons for you here to make a stand they say you can't drink away the blood off your hands Theres a wrong way, and right way, never truly knowing all the cost of mistakes sad analogies, I can hear the screams rip the vivid dream from my freak twisted head psycho memories thru the blood stream deadly as it seems this is how we... This why we drink to forget.
V1: Scuse me, while I let this rage out been in a cage for a while and had to break out Stop the no spin, nah, Bring the truth back in don't want to brag, but i've been living in sin oh shit I forgot now where to begin? I'll try to explain but who the fuck would ever listen? Cause ya'll have your head up your ass so allow me to unmask the congressionals the true professional liars and theives Bitch please, they're the criminals I say replace em all, no residuals since 80% of us, hate their guts I guess now i'll be on my fucking knees in cuffs since they can silence you on the suspicion alone just stepped to the mike check they put two in your dome they'll put two in your dome! Chorus: so scream! There's a body full of bullet holes Scream! In a world full of criminals Can you dream! If they'll control your subliminal (MIND) they're greatest crime is feeding you the lies v2: There's holes, deeper than no body will ever know filled with broken dreams, demons and lost souls but no body breathes a word the focus is set they forced you to put your life on a losing bet pipe dreams they scream our national song not asking how much blood is on the White House lawn and why so many of our poor have to fight and die when you can't figure out if its wrong or right so before you go jumpin around all american remember who had to die on your blood errands congress doesn't give a shit, thats apparent the banks bought em a while ago have some coherence they use religious ignorance to keep you on that red herring leading you to the meat grinder empty and staring while the brown shirts you thought were fading away are alive and well and taking over today! Bridge: from time to time the tree of liberty must be refreshed with the blood of patriots and tyrants Embroiled in hate, distaste in a devious shape yet only few know the game its played with no rules no chance and a clear winner an unwilling player but you play all the same its simply a ruse in the form of a truth disguised as a hope you were born to lose They're feeding you lies They're feeding you lies again. They're feeding you lies They're feeding you lies again. They're feeding you lies They're feeding you lies so...
V1: I walk the streets that I used to know seeing it another way is deathly too slow never ending it seems, never is it clean effects of sunset leaves unfulfilled dreams Sorrow unbridled on a drunkards swill catch me if you can if you can seem to bear it, still unbound and free from the many while pining for a penny on the sidewalk- land of the plenty. down in a hole that very few know its a crap shoot in a chess game where souls get owned im back from the dead fuckers three times running now don't forget you fucking owe me something! V3: Is the end what I want can I lay to rest if you knew my thoughts my friend you'd think its best been told ten million times before but I'll never learn make this world a better place? I'd rather watch it burn Pre: Cause what I've been told of this world is lie made from the minds that will deny; everything! but here we are with no surprise watching with love as your world dies, yeah yeah yeah! Save your tears a reminder of your fears steal your love away, there is nothing but decay Save me the anger Give me danger I want it all just like you do :: Just like you!
V1: Spittin the rhyme but not the venom/ while I talk at the hookers in cheap boots and denim Standing on a corner, not knowing what they sellin hot pink not scared to be seen with a villain while her pimp rolls around in a rented escalade/ I see you troll life thinkin you got it made but flipping the verb in life made me a renegade/ no question of what to do if it fades away Dreaming and scheming, these demons are screamin/ holy hell to bring fat assholes to reason drink the fountain of youth you see in your scope/ like a shaky reality that you hold up with hope so we send it to the ether and figure its dope/ will I fall out and back down now? Fucking nope. Dreaming of a better life like a ring you can't find/ cause I'm sick of sharing what goes on in my mind Too many try to think but just don't know/ where my life is going and how it'll flow Its like a backwards process to keep you on you toes/ oppressed and recessed too much my life is in tow Behind them, like that baggage they carry like a man in a fight just trying to be daring he'll stand up and put his name on a dotted line knowing damn well that its not alright that sick and empty feeling he gives into at night drinking himself to death over the bill of rights he gave up his freedoms to reach for something greater rather than be a victim of a system sequestered they fight like rocky but never hit leather /only to be found dead, in the nether :Chorus:I'm not a prophet, im not a hero Just trying to bring my life back to zero and can I say just what might change your mind like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind v2: Evangelism is like cannibalism/ when you force your beliefs and choke hold the provisions cutting off a way of life for so many/ just so you can feel like they owe you plenty? well I see a route of a different kind/ if your truth is evident then why you so fucking blind? There's another way and it dont involve force/ you ignore their suffering your life is scorched earth now, what should you say when the world keeps you down? And everything you do be aggravating them clowns? Thats why they fill the bandwagon every time/ with holy books not bombs to destroy your mind and i've looked hard in this life for a rhyme and a reason/ found mental nirvana and to me thats pleasin but these fuckers are brain-dead in all four seasons/ not ever having a clue, yet still thinkin Chorus: I'm not a prophet, im not a hero Just trying to bring my life back to zero and can I say just what might change your mind like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind Solo V3: Lonely's just a word but it holds a special meaning if you walk the streets alone cause they walked upon you dreamin I guess the world is on my head a fit of dirty schemes plus all the pain and longing puts you out on the street now I ain't got a past, but ain't got a friend/ I killed em off sometime ago inside my crazy head when I snapped their fucking neck/ it wasn't a just cause, and I thought they all deserved it and i know that makes you pause don't wanna be attached to something I never had/ cause in my family fathers day was just a fucking fad mother was a preacher, step-father was an ass, and i'm stuck as the bad guy a simple outcast sick and unbelievable was my diagnosis/ Quarantined like the plague they avoid me like tuberculosis fuck them, I dont need their help I find a soul like mine everyday all by myself sometimes I find a cancer to society ingrained inside anomalies; a parody of life's sick parade I wish it all would end in a fiery disgrace but even inside a mushroom cloud I still find my place here's a man breakin it down for your entertainment Break the chain n burn it down, just try to contain it cause I feel something creeping up, raising on my neck maybe the guilt from living life on the corner of the edge but life would have a meaning If I said just what I felt but I guess thats why Im lonely here, hanging from this belt Chorus: I'm not a prophet, im not a hero Just trying to bring my life back to zero and can I say just what will change your mind like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind Im not a prophet, Im not a hero Just trying to get my life back to zero so watch me say something to change your mind like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind


Mixed at 916 Studios, Los Angeles, CA by G1
Recorded at Ultimate Studios Inc, Panorama City, CA by Charlie Waymire
Executive Producer: Sean Martin
Producer: G1, Charlie Waymire, Brian "Hacksaw" Williams, Kaspars Lucey-Grinbergs, Alex Diaz
Assistant Audio Engineer: Federico Angel
Music and lyrics by Sean Martin
Mastering: George "G1" Archie

The Quarantined:
Sean Martin -- Vocals/Guitar
Kaspars Grinbergs -- Drums
Alex Diaz-- Bass

Background Vocals: Hacksaw, Carrie Lester
2nd Guitar on all tracks but "Feeding you Lies" -- Edi Roque

Logo designed by Fedor Morozoff
Album art by Jad Dovey
EP cover by Courtney Manlove


released August 3, 2017

Antiquate Hate; A poem by Sean Martin

I decided one day to put my heart on display.
I gave everything I had - my focus and attention
and decided
I'd start with nothing and build something from nothing.
I had training and experience, I had desire and vision
I put my only 2 cents in that was worth any mention
scrutiny comes when the truth is told
but will you even allow it to enter your soul?
will you listen with openness and hear the cry,
centuries old,
that power is scared away from the shy?
"I am no coward - I have no fear!"
were the famous last words you ever did hear.

I am not static; though I sleep on cement,
I give one so all may have some, and save their lament.
there is no limit on love- in love as in war,
From trench, to private chalets of pure desire-
we put our hopes and dreams on fire
that one day,
just maybe
this era of pain will go on vacation
antiquate hate, poverty, homelessness, starvation,
Then the future is pure imagination!

Never give up on your self,
power comes from within.
but for now, Remember-
They've been lying to your faces
now eat your chagrin.


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The Quarantined Pennsylvania

The Quarantined uses many genres and multiple lyrical styles to showcase their aggressive musical authenticity.
Started in 2011 by Sean Martin, the band has released 3 EP’s to critical acclaim, with an Independent Music Award Nomination in 2016 and a Pure M Magazine nomination for “Best International Artist”.
A new deluxe edition of “Bedroom Inc.” is coming soon in 2023.
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