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I Read That I Was Dead

by Chris Orrick & The Lasso

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I Read That I Was Dead


Cryptozoologist Chris Orrick died last March. The Detroit vocalist with the same name woke up and read the news of his namesake’s death. This sparked a journey into a subculture of folklore and undiscovered cryptid species. That seed grew over the months into a dark, industrial, and abstract record: I Read That I Was Dead.

Chris Orrick dives into a more balanced extrospection of the world beyond his head. Recorded on a Russian mic and with the occasional Polymoon filter, the vocals add a chaotic quality to this record. Monsters as metaphors lurk throughout the heavy abstract Hip-hop album, helmed by fellow Michigan producer, The Lasso. He delivers a tight, enigmatic production that wanders between a dark night on a moonlit moor and a drug-trip into an industrial wonderland.

A truly inspired collaboration, the two artists found themselves creating and recording tracks at Lasso’s lair, crafting a completely original soundscape built of synths, bass guitars, and drum kits. Guest feature Quelle Chris joins Chris Orrick & The Lasso on Specimens with the perfect psychoactive verse. To perfect the sound, the pair traveled to Athens to mix the record with legendary sound engineer Drew Vandenberg (Of Montreal, Toro y Moi, L’Orange).

The album explores society and self from the vantage point of a man who chooses to live in exile like an artist escaping a successful coup, unsure of the future and his place in it. The record will be released November 15th on Mello Music Group.


releases November 15, 2019

All songs written by Chris Orrick
All music produced & performed by The Lasso

Recorded at Chateau Lasso, Detroit, MI
Mixed by Drew Vandenberg at Chase Park Transduction, Athens, GA
Mastered by Ben Lau, Kalamazoo, MI

Art by Victor Hugo
Graphic Design by Austin Hart

Executive Produced by Michael Tolle
2019 Mello Music Group


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Chris Orrick Detroit, Michigan

Chris Orrick is the patron saint of a poisoned world. The blue-collar MC writes spiteful chants for the permanently scarred, death letters for the forgotten, surly hymns for charcoal lungs. Think Bukowski on an eloquent bender, swapping wine for whiskey, a notepad for a glowing LED screen, the race track for the recording booth. These are anthems for the irate, over-educated and under-valued. ... more

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Track Name: Children of Dirt
I had read that I had died
RIP to me, but in truth they fed you lies
Everything you see is an optical illusion and I'm about to prove it to stop all the confusion

Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, they just did it
Hold up, hold up, they don't get it
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, they just spin it
Hold up, hold up, they just give in

Verse 1

When the truth is an option, Bane took over Gotham
Promising you freedom, haters wanna stop him
Cold season, whole reason, speaking out of both sides
Lying to your face while they're screaming out it's "No lies!"
Gaslighting, don't believe canaries in the coal mine
That's pyrite, have you seen the glimmer when the gold shines?
The times right, bend the knee they teach you how to toe lines
Staring at the sun until you go blind
That's a blind spot, show you fake nostalgia like it's time hop
Same shit, different name, DTE to Pine Knob
Coming soon, breaking news, let's go to a live shot
Blood shot, eyes bleeding looking like a Fly God
Put the kibosh on the truth, let the lies talk
Let 'em loose, like motherfucker why not?
Let 'em loose, like motherfucker why not?



Let 'em loose, let 'em loose
Tell the motherfucking truth

Verse 2
Let 'em loose, let 'em loose, check the story on the news
Got nothing to prove when there's no burden of proof
And it's poof, out the window when you're searching for the truth
And it's certain to assume when a serpent's in the room
Different versions emerging, pulling back that curtain
Turncoating, check the burn notice, been alerted
The guns in the river so the truth's to be determined
Leaking and lurking, deceit and coercion
It's the Children of Dirt, watch 'em pillage the earth
One hand is waving hello, the other's stealing your purse
Out there in plain sight, you're watching villains at work
Not even trying to hide, they're not concealing The Turn
They never show you The Prestige
Lead you on, on and on, no magic in the weeds
And it's easy, they don't even need you to believe
Cuz the truth is you know and you choose to be deceived



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