FOUR STROKE BARON - THE WITCH (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

ORDER HERE: Data Diamond is the sound of FOUR STROKE BARON at their most confidently unhinged. Originally conceived as two separate EPs (one purely electronic - Data, one heavy - Diamond) that would then meld together on one full length release, the idea morphed into what is now the succinct sucker punch of an album that is heading our way at speed. No such claim could be laid against Data Diamond - a dizzying sub-40 minute dive into the deranged psyches of its creators. The tracks on Data Diamond are lithe yet still allow enough room for idiosyncratic flourishes that mark this out as a true FOUR STROKE BARON opus. If Classics was a Man vs. Food belly busting plate of indulgence, Data Diamond is an upmarket Gordon Ramsay dish, served with a side of insanity. With this, their fourth full length, FOUR STROKE BARON has blossomed into the self-absorbed, wildly confident, musically deranged partnership that they were always destined to be - and it sounds incredible. Chris Stanton - Director of Photography/Colorist at Directed by Nick Stanton and Four Stroke Baron LYRICS: Hey, we found the witch Sold my soul and this is what I get This is who I am baby It’s a beat that’s inside of your heart Drive my car with body parts It doesn’t matter, whatever you do I can’t believe it’s true Please sell my stock She said please sell my stock Keep the narco away, narco away Breathed down my neck Then she breathed down my neck because I went astray Hey, she is the witch Sell my soul, and this is what she said “This is who I am baby!” It’s a beat that’s inside of your heart Drive my car with body parts It doesn’t matter, whatever you do I can’t believe it’s true It’s the beat that’s inside of your heart Crash my car with body parts It doesn’t matter, whatever you do I can’t believe it’s you It’s the beat that’s inside of your heart Crash my car with body parts It doesn’t matter, whatever you do I can’t believe it’s you Grief on my neck I have grief on my neck because I am detained Stuck in a cage Pray to the witch she’s a whole lotta nothing ‘cause I went away