The Blackout Club

by Priscilla Ford

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Priscilla Ford take their name from their favorite local schizophrenic mass murderer, responsible for killing six and injuring twenty-three (wielding her blue 1974 Lincoln Continental as the weapon) in downtown Reno, Nevada on Thanksgiving Day, 1980. The band is made up of four punk rock veterans with countless years of collective playing, recording, and touring experience under their belts, coming from both coasts of the United States, from LA to DC, only to end up forming in Reno, Nevada.

Musically, Priscilla Ford fall somewhere between early Black Sabbath and early Black Flag, or as one reviewer stated, "blue-collar, hard drinkin' and grinding rock n' roll." Their live shows "break minds," as another reviewer put it, and are full of frenetic energy, flying beer, and Iggy-esque antics.

Recently stripping down their sound to reflect a more focused approach, original bass player Billy Romeo (replacing Tim Blake) has rejoined Zac Damon on guitar, Todd Imus on vocals, and newest member Tayler Wooten, who has moved from second guitar to drums (replacing Pierre Marche).

While all of the members have played in decidedly more melodic bands, both locally and nationally (Screeching Weasel, Big In Japan (NV), The Firebombing, Zoinks!, Tranzkuntinental, Promises Promises, etc. et al.), this group of friends decided early in 2013 that it was time to ditch the “pop” in favor of a more straight-forward, rough-around-the-edges, honest punk rock ‘n’ roll sound – there are hooks, sure, but there is also energy, anger, and the lyrical truth that comes with coming of age fucked up, somehow broken but still insistent on delivering pure music with no pretension.

Their debut album, "The Blackout Club," reflects all of this and proves that Priscilla Ford is intent on making rock n' roll exciting and confrontational again, as it should be.


released January 27, 2015

Produced by Vance Belknap

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Tim Green at Louder Studios in Grass Valley, CA in the spring and summer of 2014

On the album:
Todd Imus - Yelling/Howling
Zac Damon - Guitar/Vocals
Tayler Wooten - Guitar/Backup Vox
Tim Blake - Bass/Backup Vox
Pierre Marche - Drums/Percussion



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Priscilla Ford Reno, Nevada

Todd Imus - Yelling // Zac Damon - Guitaring/Yelling // Billy Romeo - Bassing/Yelling // Tayler Wooten - 2nd Guitaring // Pierre Marche - Drumming

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Track Name: Comedown
Get what you wanted
Next stiff in line
And what’s uncovered
A bullshit alibi

Gotta get it out right now
When you’re losing out on the comedown
Gotta get it out right now
When you’re losing count on the comedown
And you’re coming
Beneath a shaking sky

I got your number baby
Got you by the truth
I got the next thing
To get by on you

Gotta get it out right now
When you’re losing out on the comedown
Gotta get it out right now
When you’re losing count on the comedown
And you’re coming
Beneath a shaking sky
I’ll tell you something
You don’t want defined

Don’t wait too long
Distance drives you away
Won’t take too long
To forget what you paid
To tilt back one more day
Gotta get it straight
Before it falls apart

What you wanted
Not too hard to find
What’s worse than nothing
Is running out of lies
Track Name: Don't Come Around
I knew a girl once, when she’d come around
I’d hang on every word she’d say
Drawing attention from boys far and wide
For her it was just that way out

I’m saying now
Don’t come around
Girls like you are better lost than found

And I don’t know what happened to me
Must have tripped over subtlety lacked
Suddenly awoken from a kid’s reverie
Something to never look back out

And I don’t know who you were fooling
It sure as fuck wasn’t yourself
I paid the interest on those bad memories
Best revenge is living well
Track Name: Shoot The Rent
Can’t drag me under
Can’t drag me under
Your midnight bullshit just hit half-life
Can’t drag me under

Your small life ain’t worth embracing
And you still think it’s all right

Can’t drag me under
Can’t drag me under
This ruined landscape built on your lies
Can’t drag me under

Self-made bad luck never changes
It ain’t fuckin’ all right

It’s time to punch out
Yeah, time to give in
It’s time that you realized your life is counterfeit
Ain’t got enough space in my life
Yeah, those days are spent
Trigger, bullet, shrapnel, reaction
Pity’s spent

It’s time to give up
Yeah, time to give in
Time you ceased to celebrate your tracks at 4 a.m.
Ain’t got enough space in my life
To drown in your regret
Tie off, give up, lose hope, that’s right
Yeah, you gotta shoot it
Yeah, you gotta shoot the rent
Track Name: Evil Manatee
Evil manatee!
Swims behind the rows
Evil manatee!
Final Suntori pose

Like some limp-dick tourist or studio musician
The human race: an error
Finless fucks with no maritime bearing
Drift in the tide

How much expected to live by?
Calm seas and moonless nights
Human bodies lifeless and bleeding
Drift in the tide

Swimming in a post-human sea
Beaches awash with casualties
Victims of post-Copernican thinking
Drift in the tide
A self-denied complacency
Murderous lack of decency
Y no se porque nadan aqui
Deriva en la merea
Track Name: Boring In Black
Boring in black, we’re all complicit in this situation
It seems the odds are stacked against us all for the duration
For which there is no end, visible or otherwise known
We give up to the wind like smoke now to be blown

Let’s walk the plank

We’re so boring in black
Isn’t it easier?
We’re so boring in black
Get in line, kid
We’re so boring in black
Isn’t it easier?
We’re so boring in black
Fall in line

Boring in black, we steep ourselves in tropes of wanting aching
Uncertain light in grey-blown dawns, no party ever ending
Something more traditional
Some back stage back from ‘72
Where there’s no final call or morals to rescue

We’re bored in black, frustration finds us our uneven ending
To peel it back, we’d have to give away life’s work for flensing
No one’s more critical than when mirror-shot and self-effacing
Too scared to care at all, patina cracked and fading
Track Name: Gentle Time
Every time I feel this way
This dark and ringing echo
Another chance to delay
The dim, embittered night

Don’t lose count on time
It won’t wait
It won’t wait for you

Every time things fall apart
Less the four walls around you
Another chance to break your heart
Rebuild for something right

No way to talk, no way to start, nothing to give you
Every new thought just another existential joke
Track Name: Simple Demons
Had a rough life
Don’t even believe it
Not enough, right?
Too much to even reason

Got a theory
Won’t even come true
I’ve got a badly-sketched subject
I got a reason
I got a reason

Another winsome loser
Held back by not believing
An illegitimate closer
All you’re left with once you see it
Can’t get back what you give up
Don’t try to understand now
Simple demons don’t give back much
And all you’re left is sundered in now

Had a rough life
Don’t even believe it
Figure out why
Crawl away to leave it

You’re a theory
Won’t ever come true
I’m a badly-sketched subject
I’m the reason
I’m the reason

I’m the reason
I gotta get back what went wrong
It’s too fallow a season
When the nights get
When the nights get far too long
Track Name: Kali Ma
Oh yeah I’m saying now
Ascent from the maelstrom
Gone black room all dead from feeling
Count your days wrong
I said wrong
Now take what’s left of you
Tearing out uncertain feelings
To forsake uncertain solitude
I said wrong

Tear your heart out
I said tear it
When you walk on that stumbled sway
Your lack of charm some graceful merit
Gone in the creeping light of day

I’m absent
Gone from all emotion
I’ve got your heart for casual wear
Drift through something broken
I said wrong

I said yeah, yeah baby
Nobody’s gonna die for you
Track Name: Elegy
I’m on the edge of what I know
Too much uncovered left for show
I’m now right
I know right
I know what ain’t forgot
I know what needs to keep below

A life of failing light
No chance to wonder why

It can’t get past you
This elegy
No hope in silence
For what had to be

I’m going to tell you what you need
How to give up and to believe
I’m now right
I know right
I know a lifetime shot
I’ll show the best way to deceive

No sins redeeming
No failing light
No hope in silence
To fill your life
It’s can’t get past you
This elegy

You’re on the edge of what you know
Too much uncovered left for show
You’re not right
I know right
You know it’s not forgot
You know it’s not too far below

No life of failing light
No chance to reason why
Track Name: Complaint
The way you want it to be
Forsakes loyalty
I can’t get it
Can’t get it – it’s not there

A life lived in complaint
Ain’t the only way
I can’t get it
Can’t get it – it’s not there

When you count through all the days spent
When everything was right with no regrets
And now when you wanna get out
Get in a bottle and get face down
When you had all you wanted from life
All evergreen and always right
It was just enough to keep you sane

Can’t get it right
Don’t got the time
I can’t get it
I can’t get it – it’s not there

Can’t get it straight
I can’t find the way
I can’t get it
I can’t get it – it’s not there

And all you’ve seen and all that you’ve done
Just makes it lonelier, don’t matter as much
You see what’s now go by
It’s almost over, but what’s defined
Can’t get more from what was less
Your heart in hock for second best
But you see it’s all you’ve got
I can’t get it
I can’t get it – it’s not there
I can’t get it
I can’t get it – it’s not there
I can’t get it into place
I’m long since over your complaints
I can’t get it
I can’t get it – it’s not there