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Members:
Troy Gregory
Jason Newsted

Formed: 1985

iSound Site: www.isound.com/flotsam_and_jetsam

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Artists:
Anthrax
Megadeth
Metal Church
Testament
Overkill
Armored Saint
Exodus
Possessed
Carnivore
Genres:
Hard Rock
Speed Metal
Heavy Metal

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	When the Storm Comes Down Released: 2008

Albums
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	When the Storm Comes Down Released: 2008
	Unnatural Selection Released: 1999
	High Released: 1997
	Drift Released: 1995
	When the Storm Comes Down Released: 1990
	No Place for Disgrace Released: 1988

Biography

Flotsam and Jetsam are definitely not your fathers metal. Though it is true that they have been credited with helping start the very scene that has spawned a worldwide not-so-Secret Metal Society that just wont go away. The kind of people that eat, breathe, and live that stirs those most primitive of urges.

And now, just when the planet needs it most, they have made their 8th record, "My God", that seals their rightful place among the top of the current "Old School" survivors. Pummeling, classic metal guitars and vocals combined with sincere modern flavor makes this a uniquely textured Flotsam record by any standard. The focus was to write with the overflowing inspiration the band felt having gotten through the tough part of a management change. You know the story. But this story has a very heavy ending, or rather a new beginning.

For those who need a refresher course, Flotsam and Jetsam exploded onto the brand new Thrash scene in 1986 with the legendary "Doomsday For the Deceiver", the record that propelled original bass player Jason Newstead to international superstardom as a member of Metallica. Not to be outdone, Flotsam then followed up with what some consider to be the most important thrash record of all time, "No Place For Disgrace". Then it was onward and upward to MCA records for 3 albums that allowed the band to grow musically while never losing the integrity their fans had come to expect.

After their contract was up at MCA, the first and most welcome home for the band, Metal Blade Records, invited Flotsam and Jetsam to rejoin their roster and help carry the banner of true metal tradition proudly through the dark days of the rise of "Nu Metal". The records "High", and "Unnatural Selection" settled the nerves of those fans that wondered what direction the band might in this new landscape. Now, "My God", produced by the illustrious Bill Metoyer, is already being hailed as the best, heaviest effort of the band in years.

Listen for yourself, make sure it is loud, and celebrate Metal The Uniter, Not The Divider!!!

In another strange twist, Flotsam and Jetsam then signed with Metallica's label Elektra, for whom they recorded their second album, 1988's No Place for Disgrace, with new bassist Troy Gregory. Despite losing their principal lyricist and an important songwriter in Newsted (who was kind enough to leave a few contributions behind), the album managed to improve slightly upon their first and featured an interesting cover of Elton John's "Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting." Though the band supported the record by touring relentlessly, all their efforts barely made a dent in the now crowded thrash scene.

Switching to MCA, the band issued three more albums (1990's When the Storm Comes Down, 1992's Cuatro, and 1995's Drift) which sold progressively less and added little to their original thrash metal recipe. Bassist Gregory departed to join Prong after the first of these and was replaced by Jason Ward. Finding themselves back on Metal Blade, the band finally broke the mold (too little, too late) and recorded their most original album in 1997's High, the last to feature Gilbert and David-Smith. 1999's Unnatural Selection featured their replacements, guitarist Mark Simpson and drummer Craig Nelson.

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Artist Forum


Discussion Topic	Creator
High (1997) 1. Final Step Abused, confused Fought the blues, no shoes Still I walk No place, no face Broken grin, hollow within Still I walk Abandoned my friend Lost hold pot of gold Left out cold Compromise to mend My demise, my end Despised again Standing on the edge of time Looking down I realize I am here one final footstep forward Again seemed right Follow the light it dimmed No surprise Somehow tricked perfect fit Alibi, two-faced lie No surprise By the heels Suddenly I'm pinned Forced to kneel choked to heal Failure failed This rhyme picked my mind Out of time Standing on the edge of time Looking down I realize I am here one final footstep forward End of my speech now is clear What it is I'm doing here I am here one final footstep forward Abused, confused Fought the blues, no shoes Still I walk No place, no face Broken grin, hollow within Still I walk Abandoned my friend Lost hold pot of gold Left out cold Detached, fucking wacked Needle in, story ends All depends Standing on the edge of time Looking down I realize I am here one final footstep forward End of my speech now is clear What it is I'm doing here Now I'm here one final footstep forward Standing on the edge of time Looking down I realize I am here one final footstep forward Standing on the edge of time Standing on the edge of time Standing on the edge of time	riff_master

Replys	Listener
2. Hallucinational Frustration, application Cremation, confirmation Creation, confrontation Dedication, disintegration You have seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational You have seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational Equation, stagnation Radiation, duration Imagination, starvation Declaration, detenation You have seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational You have seen the horns and tail Is it your hallucinational You have seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational You say you've seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational Intention, separation Speculation, T.V. station Hypertension, elevation Indication, hallucination You have seen the horns and tail Can you be hallucinational You say you've seen the horns and tail I think you're hallucinational	riff_master
3. It's On Me A shotgun up against my eye They're kicking my door in Why this time I thought they had theirs and I had mine Lights going on and off Sirens blazing I wonder who they're chasing It's on me I can't see What you see It's on me All those shots died from a broken heart Got to end before getting to start Unknowing sleeping birds cats love to tear apart Lights going on and off Sirens blazing They're driving me fucking crazy A shotgun up against my eye I think it's my turn now to die Lights going on and off Sirens blazing I'm wondering who they're chasing It's on me I can't see What you see It's on me It's on me I can't see What you see It's on me	riff_master
4. High Noon I've already been to heaven So I might as well step down Up seems like a real good offer But I'm gonna have to turn it down Losing heart Wondering if it's worth saving Well at least what remains After it hits the pavement I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere Trains change They jump the tracks They almost always Switch back Once again it's just me The smoking empty shotgun shell So close to a dream you can't touch My very own version of hell Playing tables and gambling Bad hands of cards Running out of crosswalks Betting on the oddest odds I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere Trains change They jump the tracks They almost always Switch back I've changed I've jumped the tracks I almost always switch back I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere I've already been to heaven So they asked me to step down Up was a real good offer But I screwed up big and turned it down Lost heart Knowing it's not worth saving No usable remains After it hits the pavement I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere Trains change They jump the tracks They almost always Switch back I've changed I've jumped the tracks I almost always switch back Trains change They jump the tracks They almost always Switch back You've changed You've jumped the tracks You've almost always switched back And now I know for sure You knew I was sincere I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere I just had to make sure You knew I was sincere	riff_master
5. Your Hands Broken hearts, broken jaws Lowly weekends break tonight Beaten fools, beaten dogs Stolen deals, inside jobs Coldly run fingers through again Swollen faces, beaten dogs All turn away and say amen When it's in your hands and you can't feel When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell Know a little about nothing I know two things that's for sure I know a bit of everything Watch em cheating, watch em leave Going down, going, gone Watch them buried within reach Are you knowing what they're on When it's in your hands and you can't feel When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell When it's in your hands and you can't feel When it's in your heart and you can't feel you fell Cheaply spending, cheaply bought Etherize those bloodshot eyes Never ending, never caught Turning heads, turning beds Sleeping with the blown away Trading heads, trading beds Your heart in a bag and thrown away When it's in your hands and you can't feel When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell When it's in your hands but you can't feel When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell	riff_master
6. Monster Running them off the highway Running them off the rail Running their babies into cold black water Just me and my stash and my scale Filling the tank over flowing Filling a dirty syringe Filling another cemetary Hope drinking blood don't make you cringe no Seeing is still not beleiving Seeing that you're still here Seeing you fall from the eighth floor window Your reputation to smear Shooting in every direction Shooting stars inside our heads Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no I'm turning into a monster I'll turn the heat up high I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning The smell of skin on fire I'm turning into a monster I'll turn the heat up high I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning The smell of skin on fire I'm turning into a monster yeah Shooting in every direction Shooting stars inside our heads Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no I'm turning into a monster I'll turn the heat up high I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning The smell of skin on fire I'm turning into a monster I'll turn the heat up high I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning The smell of skin on fire I'm turning into a monster yeah A monster	riff_master
7. Lucky Day If the fire can't be put out Let it burn, let it burn If you haven't learned your lesson yet You'll never learn, never learn When it's hard to hold them down Let em fly, let em fly If they don't want to live Let em die, let em die It's not so complicated so Just let them have their way You see I, I always get my way Another lucky day If it's easier to let it go Let it go When the water keeps on rising Let it flow, let it flow Under too much presure Then explode, just explode If they don't want to know They won't know, they won't know It's not so complicated so Just let them have their way You see I, I always get my way Another lucky day, lucky day If it's cheaper to kill Then let em die, let em die If their tears can't be stopped Let em cry, let em cry, cry It's not so complicated so Just let them have their way You see I, I always get my way Another lucky day, lucky day	riff_master
8. Toast Pusher, pushing a dream Go ahead and pick a scarecrow clean One long season mean Or just letting off steam Only scratched it twice Made it bleed real nice Bloody, body filled with bullet holes Your eyes are black like coals Wrapped around a pole You have what I stole Old fashioned cocaine Standing on my brain Gone tomorrow, here today I never saw what hit me It will all rumble away I never heard a thing Gone tomorrow, here today Cutting into line again Cutting it close in between Laughing cause you're funny choking Laughing cause you're turning blue Laugh all the way to the bank One less asshole acts like you Gone tomorrow, here today I never saw what hit me It will all crumble away I never heard a thing Gone tomorrow, here today One less asshole man, hahaha	riff_master
9. High I know it seems Like I like falling Too glazed to try crawling Very good at alcoholing Very good at alcoholing If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No, no, no I guess I don't really care As long as the juice shows up there Take a peek in the mirror To see who's there I guess I don't really care If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No I won't be buying it If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No, no, no They told me it'll thrill ya Just like the bottle it'll spill ya The fucking combination'll kill ya They told me it'll thrill ya If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No I won't be buying it If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No I won't be buying it If I can't get high Then I can't get by So I won't be buying it No	riff_master
10. Everything I felt the moon today Everything is drawn away Water splashes on my skin it makes me dry It makes no sense at all Why didn't I get a call When the whole world knew but me There was nothing left to see Everything reminds me Of something from my past Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Friends are friends until the end How soon will it end today Friends are friends close by How soon they're gone away An old man tries to run me off As he stops to wheeze and cough I seize the fruit And steal his day away Everything reminds me Of something from my past Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now I saw the moon today Everything just melts away The sun beats upon my skin it makes me sweat It makes no sense at all Why didn't I hear the call When the whole world saw but me There was no where left to be Everything reminds me Of something from my past Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I know is in the past And everything I see is now Everything I see is, everything I see is, everything I see is now	riff_master
11. Forkboy [Originally recorded by Lard] A fork is a cold shiny tool To pierce, tear and ingest Whoever has the fork in hand Controls the meal of its choice We're told the first few punctures They're for our own good Better carved up in pieces Than blown up in the oven Agh! Agh! Agh! Forkboy Flies by night on stolen fuel To Santa Rosa, CA Opens a fake employment office "Want a job? Go get me drugs" People desperate for work Return to quite a surprise Busted for intent to sell Cops pay him a bounty Forkboy skips town Agh! Agh! Agh! Agh! We came We peed We conquered You bleed The choice: Fork Boy Or Finger Food Ugly joy What does it replace? Why wait When you can eat yourself alive today Junk bondage takeover glutton Ready to bore in Unfold his rotary blades inside Pull the guts out and resell them Buys out his next target With the last one's pension funds Thousands more thrown out of work So Leona won't have to settle for a mint Forkboy Picked by the FBI To be the black pied piper After Dr. King died Watches soap operas on TV While 6 billion's disappears from HUD Who are you working for What did you hope to gain Why do you hate your past So much you destroy the ones you love Forkboy!	riff_master