Lifejackets - 2010

by Mimas

supported by
subscribers:
/
  • Immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
    Bonusmaterial: Vader in Burgos video for your Ipod

     €7 EUR  or more

     

  • Got no place to put your icecold beer? Get hold on the "Mimas Beer mats" and you´ll never have to worry about beer stains again!
    ships out within 7 days

     €3 EUR

     

  • Compact Disc (CD)

    6 panel digifile with 8 pages booklet. The artwork is created together with our fans, who have sent us pictures of places they like.
    ships out within 7 days

     €10 EUR

     

  • Record/Vinyl

    12" vinyl
    Also includes immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
    ships out within 7 days
    edition of 500 

     €12 EUR

     

  • T-Shirt/Apparel

    American Apparel t-shirts designed by our bass-player Gert.
    ships out within 7 days
    edition of 200 

     €9 EUR or more

     

  • T-Shirt/Apparel

    The Mimas cat on a blue or black t-shirt.
    Sizes are small so order 1 size larger than you normally wear.
    ships out within 7 days
    edition of 200 

     €0.40 EUR or more

     

1.
(free) 05:21
2.
3.
04:25
4.
5.
6.
7.
03:28
8.
9.
04:46

about

This album is the 2nd one we've ever done. The first one was about worries in life. This one is about lifejackets. The lifejackets that keep over water, the relationships that keep you from worrying.

credits

released 04 October 2010

This one was recorded and produced by Kenn Eskildsen and Mimas. It was mixed by Addi 800. It was mastered by Chris Tsangarides.

tags

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

about

Mimas Denmark

Mimas is a furry kitten: Restless, picking fights and still lazy and patient at times. Always curious, trying to find out how things work. Never too calculated and neither too naïve, Mimas write guitar-oriented songs that often contain jazzy drums, longing trumpet and passionate shouting. Rock, pop, indie or jazz - whatever pleases this furry kitten. They dislike the taste of mice, however. ... more

shows

contact / help

Contact Mimas

Download help

Redeem download codes

Track Name: Application
Sock-puppetry maybe rampant online, althought not only in music videos but message-boards, columns and blogs. Commenting on your own point of view.

This has led to your new title. Recently a senior-editor at this webpage, writing columns on the election. Getting 230 hits a day.

An application to The Times. 'Thank you very much, we'd like to have your debates at ours dot com. But only to find out that we were wrong'.

This has led to your un-employment. We stripped away your columns and blogs for using a fake handle on/in your blog.

So fast ascending it's mind-bending, sleeping in the cold and trembling, eating of the ground is tempting even if left-overs havn't been properly cooked.

Fast ascending it's mind-bending, sleeping in the cold and trembling, eating of the ground is tempting.

Colours taste differently on different tongues. Your mother had five minutes of fun. You try to pick up girls, like you pick a fight, with a cheesy pick-up line. Performing drunk-dials to your latest ex.

The institution doesn't exist.
Track Name: La Moustache Formidable
Growing a moustache in your appartment. To get rid of the smell. Contains food-crumbs like hell.

Growing a moustache in your appartment. Five blocks away from the hairdresser. I must admit that you are getting fatter. And it matters to me that your calories will never exceed 500 per meal.

Growing a moustache in your appartment. In your appartment where it's damp.

I've done my best to grow a big and a soft moustache to gain some more attention and by shouting 'hey'. So people passing by would notice facial hair definitely gives me more confidence.
Track Name: Manflu
I should have called from the tank, from the mild warmth from the bed-sheets. Getting a little bit old to tell my girl that I need a day off. Fluid, fever and heat. To be in my bed with my cable TV. Partly having some trouble with feeling ill. With feeling guilt.

It's November and of course I get sick too. Some people take months from work and end getting sued, well I just need a health dose of remedies. I just need a healthy dose of bedtime, yeah.

It's November and of course I get sick too. Some people take months from work and end getting sued, well I just need a health dose of bedtime. I just need a healthy dose of taking five.

We all know it's sad.

I turned 180 on the way to work as the runny nose ran randomly and fluid flowed and covered my right hand like a mitt.

And I knew it was the flu day and I knew I has the manflu. And I knew I had new bedsheets at home.

I turned 180 on the way to work as the runny nose ran randomly and fluid flowed and covered my right hand like a mitt.
Track Name: Sodapop Stalkers
The state stated that they will start stopping stalkers, stalking girls standing at stands asking for still-water after having spent all their cheddar on teeth-jobs and diet-soda.

Sodapop stalkers.

After having stopped five of these stalkers and spitting in a dollar-bill per minute per person, they stopped giving a flying fuck about those fuckers.

After having stopped five of these stalkers and then spit, they stopped giving a flying fuck about those fuckers.

After having stopped five of these stalkers and spitting in a dollar-bill per minute per person, they stopped giving a flying fuck about those fuckers.
Track Name: Rotting Rodents
I'd rather be a rotting rodent, eating and multiplying underneath the dirty ground. Than having my body dried up. Loosing my hair, will, dare, dick, and never to be found.

Rotting rodents of the underground, you're being tortured, being gagged and bound.

Have you lost your patience at all, waiting for mankind to fall.
Track Name: Smom
An american car parked in front of a burning hardware store, full of kids waiting to make a move on a hardcore whore.

Kids that have saved up not paying the park-meter with their allowance they got from their mother and their father. A father that cheats on her. He'd never tell her untill he stands on her grave.
Track Name: Touring The Riot Scene
Sharpening fangs and talons. Sharper than a butchers knife. Knives doing husbands surfing adult-sites.

The skinny, wealthy girl watched as the pigs opened the door, and arrested all of them. Cause they had whores under their beds, and a bad tasting knive, it's what the feds said.

Sharp fang and brilliant claws work their way through their legs and laws, as the pigs/heat turned over their bed.

Under their beds they had whores.
Track Name: Relationship
I know that it's hard to sing this boat, but we have to get out of this endless illness of this relationship, that's going down fast and no-one aboard thought of lifevests when they were invited.

No-one thought about the need of a floating-device, no-one thought we'd hit the ice. We all sleeped when it all went down except the rats and the mice.

To permitted to lay by your side and shiny, soft legs.

We all know people should use lifejackets when on wated, like weak swimmers and bad swimmers and the navy coastguard.

We all know people should use lifejackets when on wated, like weak swimmers and bad swimmers and the navy coastguard.

But they don't want to listen, no they don't want to listen. No, they don't.

We all know people should use lifejackets when on wated, like weak swimmers and bad swimmers and the navy coastguard.