Million Hollers (HandsInSand 0004)

by Million Hollers

  • Streaming + Download




7" debut single

Recorded at Shellac Recordings

Artwork by ARQLAB


released November 9, 2013



all rights reserved


Million Hollers Thessaloniki, Greece

Blues'n'roll trio, formed August 2011 in Thessaloniki, sharing a crave for vintage sounds, keen on slide rings and the blues liberation front.
Two guitars and a drumset (no plans in getting a bassist), members of the "Hands In Sand" cooperative (This is nowhere, De Sades and Alien Mustangs).
... more

contact / help

Contact Million Hollers

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: Egoista Socialista
Less talking, more listening, to recreate is tripping.
Excuses to muses, no good in going all the way.
Fade into more drama will not resolve the trauma.
Egoista! Socialista! I guess I'll take the blame.

The liqueur turned bitter. -Objection for the weaker!
I was I'm angry. -A second trial for the case!
No pity. -Please committee, plead to foresee, show some mercy.
Commercial! Controversial! I guess I'll blame myself.

Because all the things I never said, I turned them into songs.
Everything you won't admit, I know where it belongs.
All the lies we never said, they'll come right back to your face.
This is the deal, that's how it goes, I'm out.
Track Name: Supernova future
Time for the talk honey. Come clean and I'll do the same.
Comfort has expired. Let's unleash the truth,
Soon we're going to explode just like a supernova.
We've completely come undone. Hope to see the end by the time I'm sober.

Pretence gone too far. Hope it's not my turn to clear up.
Will you please be the one to define and overrun?
'Cause soon we're going to explode just like a supernova.
We've completely come undone. Hope to see the end by the time I'm sober.
Track Name: Explanation below
I can't think like you, you can't think like me,
but if we can't meet each other in the middle,
what's the point of playing hide and seek?
So would you hold it against me if I played chase instead?
Even though I'm so good at chess, this feels like a round of sudden death.

I could never talk, now I can't even speak. Explanation below.
Survived the shock and now I'm living with it.
Grab the second pillow, only then I'll sleep.

There is a privilege behind this but I can't seem to find it.
Some kind of hidden solution lies behind this beautiful mess
that sucks me into this maze of sorrow,
I can't seem to follow, my heart's hollow.

Texas says hold'em, but I dropped them.