by Dog, Paper, Submarine

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"The video for Sponge Boy by Dog, Paper, Submarine and off the album "Trouble On Earth" should be a B-horror movie about a swarm of hyper elementary schoolers who after consuming copious amounts or Pixie Stix and sweet pop drinks descend on a town of adults sucking them dry of any energy that is not youthful, spontaneous and immediate eventually turning into a massive Sponge Boy at least that is what I imagined why listening to this jack hammer of a song. I mean, seriously, this song might be the dividing line between youth and more staid "responsible" adulthood, kind of like skateboarding I suppose. It seriously jams. In fact all the songs do on this album.

Maybe even more surprising is that Dog, Paper, Submarine is based out of Sweden. I know that is very stereotypical of me and maybe I thought of them as an American band just based on their sound which to me really centers on that kind of indie rock period of the mid 80's and 90's.. Bands like Weezer, The Orb, Miracle Legion, Pavement, Presidents of the United States, The Breeders, The Smithereens, Sabadoh and I'll break my time frame by including Devo as well. Sure Dog, Paper, Submarine are totally guitar centric in comparison to the bucketheads but they possess some of the same cheeky, fun, comic book quality of bands like Devo.

Changing is one of those songs that has this kind of dadaism stream of lyrics (or not) while the music is switched to full on rock. Love the sounds during the breaks, the bass lines and guitar sounds are so damn inviting while Martin Månsson Sjöstrand spews the vocals with a bit of a synical snarl but somber tones too. Champ has a Beatle bounce amidst the fury and the stacked harmonies are really lush. View From The Sidewalk has a choppy rhythm and big rock chorus. The sway of Popgun made me feel the Smithereens and dream of the 80's and where I was at my life at the time (also playing in bands). Kids In The Sinister Spin is delicious with a Breeders vibe. Sunday Night Riff is the most mellow track sounds all New wavish and folk rockish with proggy tendencies.

Man, I love this album. It successfully evokes a unique time in indie music while retaining a fresh sound too. "Trouble On Earth" will be on my best albums of 2016 list. I implore you to check it out (below) and support this band. Remember they are called Dog, Paper, Submarine out of Sweeden and are respectively Martin Månsson Sjöstrand (vocals and guitar), Emil Engblom (bass) and Carolina Carlbom (drums and vocals). The album is out on Small Bear Records.

Robb Donker"
- American Pancake Oct 25, 2016.


released October 7, 2016

Recorded by William Herrlin
Mixed by M.M.S.
Mastered by Phil Reynolds

All songs by Dog, Paper, Submarine:
M.M. Sjöstrand: vox, gtr
E. Engblom: bass, Ebow gtr
C. Carlbom: drums, vox

Cover art for digital release by M.M.S.
CD/cassette covers designed by Phil Reynolds

A Small Bear Records/Custom Made Music release
CD/cassette comes with a bonus track!



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Dog, Paper, Submarine Malmö, Sweden

Roller coaster. A manic depressive sponge. Evil Santa Claus. You can't bark at the far side of the moon. The continuing story of Talking To Teapots? In a way. A new child with a pure mind.

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Track Name: Changing
The corner people are out on the squares, feeding the devil with greetings. The pale kids and their hunting knifes, whirling, looking for meaning. The chemical war inside my body will never come to an ending. And there's no time, not enough time to unfold what's worth defending. You say it's me that's changing, I say it's the rest of the world. An OK day, truly truly, but something lurks in that tree. Makes the leaves a bit less green and the end is all I can see. I used to say OK and shrug my shoulders, always went with the flow. And now I'm here, a walking time bomb, hoping for a fuse to blow.
Track Name: Champ
Don't wanna walk the grown up's lane. Don't wanna be the cause of your shame. Don't wanna lose myself while winning your game. I wanna roll my rocks in clay, I wanna ride the manta ray, I wanna do what Dreaming Drew gets to do. So please don't come home, 'cause I'm growing when you're gone. And please don't get me wrong; I am another kid in this song!
Track Name: View from the Sidewalk
Significant smile. I'm alive today. Into the mouth of denial you throw your waste. 'Cause I reloaded my hope. A ticket back home. Another trivial clone. Your body is not a transport anymore, it's a drone. A view from the sidewalk. A view a view a view. A view of you a view. Of you a view of you. Of you of you of you.
Track Name: Popgun
Eat my bread, drink my wine. Feeling fine, play and shine. I'll keep you safe, keep you warm. Nothing can do you harm. Prison cake, give and take. Fill a tub and swim the lake. Joel and the weeping dad, riders of the breakfast nag. Deck the cage and practice on your rage.
Track Name: Kids in the Sinister Spin
This time I'll do it better. This time I'll do it right. This time I'll help no one. This time there will be no fight. Don't wanna be like the others. You threw me up on a wagon with clowns. I didn't mean to offend you, I just got lost in the haze of nouns. Kids in the sinister spin.
Track Name: Sponge Boy
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala. It is a tic. Tick-tock. Time is running away. Pick any fight. Swim, swim! Time is running away. Dreams of memories that aren't mine. Or is it empty, the swelling mind? Sponge boy. He'll kick you in the gut.
Track Name: Sunday Night Riff
Tape head staggering through a life. Avoiding lightning and cracked ice. The snow man's son is on the run. Chose a life in the sun. Time is a cannibal but I'm blessed with toxic days. It's yet another sunday. I miss you.