We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Panic Picnic

by Phantómódel

supported by
percell
percell thumbnail
percell Sick trad goth album with just a touch of operatic vocals. Its eccentric yet super catchy, so excited to here more Favorite track: Silver Spoon.
Lena Machina
Lena Machina thumbnail
Lena Machina These songs are beautifully written, extremely catchy but very dark. They’re haunting. They get stuck in my head all the time and I constantly find myself coming back to them. There’s really no song that’s better than another on this album cause they’re all fuckin bangers. The lyrics are poetic and disturbing, and the vocals are mesmerizing. One of the best post-punk releases of 2019, everyone else just has yet to catch on. Favorite track: Solitude.
A Local Rat
A Local Rat thumbnail
A Local Rat Professionally put, this album slaps. Love the vocal and instrumental effects used throughout. I think every song had an "oh shit. that's cool." moment for me. Def recommend; one of my go-to albums! Favorite track: Silver Spoon.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $6 USD  or more

     

  • self-released cassette
    Cassette + Digital Album

    disclaimer: these tapes are self-released and DIY as fuck. both the tapes and cases were bought secondhand! the sleeves dont exactly fit in jewel cases.

    colored and decorated by hand, also includes original artwork on inside sleeves - there are 4 different designs, you can request specific ones if you like! more or on the way

    if there are any issues with your tape or the sleeve/artwork please let us know so we can replace it for you!

    Includes unlimited streaming of Panic Picnic via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    Sold Out

1.
Talking 04:16
to separate oneself from everyone is to affiliate oneself with no one and to transform into a person who is someone for no one to look at when my thoughts align at the same time they are dividing to exude a fixed sentence would be nice when i open my mouth it’s like shotgun shells hitting the floor when i open my mouth i don’t want to i don’t want to breathe anymore words kept me up late words kept food off my plate my voice is a vehicle that won’t drive straight [chorus] i started talking all my teeth fell on the counter i tried to pick them up but they were so fragile that they shattered i started talking all the eyes and the ears left me stranded in a sentence that i never wished to start my voice is muted i don’t know how to use it it is a dangerous tool i never thought that having opinions would make me look like a fool words are hard to digest but easy to repress my voice is a device that is always put to the test *chorus* everything i knew is spilling away my mind coils in pain, reaching for what i cannot have a childish voice is shrilling every time i open my mouth i am cradling the ones who are suffering expanding and thinning in all the wrong places talking, saying, speaking is exposing, bleeding thinking is private teaching feeling is secret keeping *chorus
2.
Silver Spoon 03:02
small girl in a grey house she ought to know how to shut her mouth shape her mind like fresh clay she ought to know how to think straight a free mind leads to an impure agenda she ought to learn how to meet proper criteria buy her clothes and count her meals tuning out isn’t such a big deal silver spoon resting on my lips silver spoon going down my throat silver spoon will take care of it feed me my social antidote people can’t help making it a habit to decide what is and isn’t valid in a girl's life, a girl’s message her sense of self dictated by her image what can fulfill her is chosen printed, and filed deviation equals only denial she can have a voice but not too loud who knows what nonsense she will say out loud silver spoon resting on my lips silver spoon going down my throat silver spoon will take care of it feed me my social antidote
3.
i told you not to stare i told you just ignore i’m feeling twisted and tight don’t touch me don’t help me i’m sorry not ready to link with you not wanting to i’m sorry not wanting to light the fuse not ready to i cannot try to confide in my surroundings cuz people pry pry inside of inside my mind i cannot let them take what is mine i’m sorry not ready to link with you not wanting to i’m sorry not wanting to light the fuse not ready to just turn around get out of my house i am mending arms and legs i am curing what i’m allowed to correct i am the cure i am the cure i’m going out tonight leaving my body behind stitching the corners of my mind into something that i can rectify i’m sorry not ready to link with you not wanting to i’m sorry not wanting to light the fuse not ready to i’m looking for the exit signs taking steps down an endless aisle i'm looking for the exit signs leaving my body behind i told you not to stare i told you just ignore i'm feeling twisted and tight leaving my body behind i am looking over over my shoulder i am finished talking it over
4.
Solitude 04:42
i could write novels or build houses untwine my tongue and learn a new language could grow my hair long to the floor if and only if i’m not monitored solitude, sweet solitude strip every layer until i’m nude solitude, sweet solitude i’ll never tell them the truth i’m taking time to learn how to walk again swallowing books whole and learning how to talk again oh no~~ i’m not worried about making friends in the end they’re not the ones sitting in my skin withdraw the curtains and lock the door i will work myself to the core laying silent, jaded on the floor indecision bleeding from every pore solitude, sweet solitude strip every layer until i’m nude solitude, sweet solitude i’ll never tell them the truth *chorus* [my thoughts possess me with a dose of coercion won’t take a breath until i’m fully converted i have changed and for that i’m certain i know i must resurrect a clearer person] *chorus*
5.
walking halfway across the room looking backward looking away starting a sentence casually crying from anxiety leaving things unfinished never looking at the time walking somewhere and getting nowhere finding places to hide i am just passing through i am just like you slipping through a narrow doorway i return to the unknown i am just your silhouette left coiling alone talking loudly to myself (to myself) echoing right through myself (through myself) echoing right through myself to turn into somebody else breathing violently crying silently becoming so unaware of me i am passing through i am just like you
6.
Mirror 05:07
i made patience out of thin air forged comfort in your selfish affairs never looking for a standard solution learning to tune out, to cancel emotion cold fingers tipping the scale never paying attention to detail i’m a shining, silver utensil i am wearing a label when you look at me what do you see (what do you see) what do you see when you look through me when you look at me what do you see what do you see when you look through me i’m kneeling in secret to worship my demon cradling your innate temptation i am your mirror hanging on the wall i am repeating, revealing your flaws look straight ahead into eyes of glass never absolute, never exact i adopted your movements your eyes, and every foolish sentiment jagged hands pulling out my hair i made patience out of thin air when you look at me what do you see (what do you see) what do you see when you look through me when you look at me what do you see what do you see when you look through me i have been swallowed by your eyes i have died in your eyes no escaping, i’m in your frame a mirror image to manipulate i have been swallowed by your eyes i have died inside your eyes i am dead to you i have died in your eyes i am nothing to you i made patience out of thin air forged comfort in the way you could not care

about

demos take 2 only darker and colder

credits

released December 13, 2019

all songs written & recorded by Maxine Juno Sinclair

all songs mastered by Nancy Grim Kells

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Phantómódel Richmond, Virginia

post-punk/goth rock from VA

maxine juno sinclair (he/him)

Grimalkin Records

contact / help

Contact Phantómódel

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Phantómódel, you may also like: