Just after Mohinder and right before Duster, Calm surfaced in the mid-’90s to feed on the wage-depressed suburban Gen-X malaise. The trio of Clay Parton, Albert Menduno, and Indian Summer’s Marc Bianchi ripped off a six-song EP of chugging riffs, thunderous drums, and muted vocals. Issued in the summer of ’95 on their own Unleaded label, Calm’s untitled 12” was a fresh exhale of post-emo breath. Spiritually borrowing from upperclass indie but working with a no-fi budget, Bart Thurber captured a group of kids coming into their own.
Calm is a Polaroid still waiting to develop.
Giving Birth to Thunder
We've Made A Contact But Worship Silent I Make A Whisper I Am A Sinner
Slide The Needle In Under Blue Skin I Took A Picture So I Still Can Burn You
The Spirits Fall Upon The Wheel To Turn The Spokes With Angel Grace When I Am Gone With Broken Wings The Spirits Fall To Take My Place
Demons Reloading Such A Beautiful Disease Trigger Pull This Trigger
Silk Wrapped Hands In A Masquerade Even When Things Are Picture Blue I Keep It Under My Pillow Now Just In Case Theres Nothing Left To Do Outrun Myself
Be Still / We Will Live Like Thunder