Well, the story all began as these things often do
And what brought us all together was our love for tunes
Then our outgoing frontman made a friendly connection
With the grumpy old barman who made the musical selections
All the smoke and the brew, getting lectured by the crew
In the corner of the bar we got our first big break
At the Dub, You can lose your inhibitions
At the Dub, You can meet the girl next door
At the Dub, You can start a new tradition
At the Dub, at the Dub
Work was such a hassle the drummer had to quit
And the hot guitar with all the licks said “I think it’s time to split
Then the leader said, “It’s finished” ‘cause his heart just wasn’t in it
So we played it loud and hard and had our last hurrah
At the Dub, You can lose your inhibitions
At the Dub, You can meet the girl next door
At the Dub, You can start a new tradition
At the Dub, at the Dub
Time moves on and so did we
Hopefully older and wiser
With a couple of new faces, we were back in our places
Just trying to make time with the miser
We played a mean audition as the start of something new
But we never got connected with the offers he withdrew
While we struggled to move on, the old man, he passed on
Now she holds all the cards and I guess we’ll never play
At the Dub
You can lose your inhibitions
At the Dub
You can meet the girl next door
At the Dub
You can start a new tradition
At the Dub
You can see those Boys Next Door, every Friday night
At the Dub
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020
