From the recording Connivance
Release date: September 7, 2020
Written and produced by Zach Tippin and Ron Tippin
Recorded by Andy Patalan at The Loft Studios (Saline, MI)
Mixed by Zach Tippin
Lyrics by Ron Tippin
Widetrack is the musical partnership of Ron Tippin and his 16 year-old son, Zach.
The duo's "Alterna-Prog" sound strikes a balance between the moody-deep undertones of such progressive groups as Pink Floyd, Radiohead, Porcupine Tree, The Mars Volta, etc., with the heaviness of alternative and hard rock bands like Soundgarden, Queens Of The Stone Age, Tool, STP, etc.
Between 2007 and 2016, Ron self-released the band's first three albums, 'Widetrack', 'Widetrack II', and 'Widetrack III', Zach's recording debut, as bassist.
Beginning in January 2019, the father-son team wrote, recorded and released one new song each month, marking Zach's debut as a songwriter and recording engineer, as well as the first time Ron had written Widetrack music with another person.
The twelve songs comprise Widetrack's fourth album, The Unwakening, released on April 23rd, 2020 (Zach's 16th birthday).
The band was in the process of booking live dates throughout 2020, but those plans have been put on hold, due to the pandemic crisis. In the meantime, they are writing and recording new music, and playing live streaming performances.
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Lyrics
Connivance
Take up your sword and
Lay waste to all these
So-called connections
Sold down the river
No place in your world
For their opinions
No need to know their
True lives
To wise up feels
A challenge so pointless
The ones you decide
Now know best
You strayed too far again
The last to wonder if
You burned it all to ash
To what end?
No compliance nor demand
Won't fit your ends
In service of a friend's death
Dark intimations
Haunt your positions
Combing the ruins
Of failed conversation
Something so toxic
Beneath the surface of
The pious decorum
You mime
The taste of blood
There’s nothing quite like it
The words hit their mark
No harm spared
You strayed too far again
The last to wonder if
You burned it all to ash
To what end?
No compliance nor demand
Won't fit your ends
In service of a friend's
Connivance