Lyrics: T.E.S.S.

technicalelectronicsupersonicrobot (t.e.s.s.)
from space punk starlet

She’s running down the road in the back of my mind, yeah.
She’s got some pretty big tires and she’s trying to find me.
She’s got the best damn chip in the world and she’s ready to use it.
She’s got a nasty arsenal and she’s gonna abuse it.

But I’ll admit it, I’m in love with a robot.
It doesn’t matter if you’re not.
Because I am.

I’ll chase you to ends of the earth, until the fair gods fall! I’ll fry my circuits because I’m burning for you! If we loved! If we loved! Stay with me!
She’s a TechnicalElectronicSuperSonic robot. T.E.S.S.
She’s a sexy machine. She keeps her wires clean, yeah.
When she told me I was hot, I said, “you’ve got a nice bot, yourself.”

But I’ll admit it, I’m in love with a robot.
It doesn’t matter if you’re not.
Because I am!

Why don’t you love me anymore?
I don’t have circuits, but I’ve got what you’re looking for. Stay with me.
I don’t have switches, but you still turn me on. Stay with me.
T.E.S.S., You’re a sexy robotron. If we loved.
T.E.S.S. Why don’t you love me anymore?
Because I love you.

Lyrics: Plastic Bag

Plastic Bag
from Space Punk Starlet

When I say I gotta leave hope you'll understand,
sing me songs, give me flowers, kiss me, hug me,
and say I'm the last love you'll ever have.
I'm like a plastic bag and you're the all the groceries in the town,
I try to float a bit and you're always there to bring me down.
And that's the way it's been for a long time.

Cause it seems to me that forever's not such a long time
for a love like this. It's for you, my dear, that the centuries will cry
and stars will make a fit for the face I might miss.

Sittin' on a bench, the wind and the western sky,
I thought I saw your face but I didn't so I heaved
a sigh, shit baby all I had was the Pavement.

I'm tired of living my life inching through day by day,
been drinking myself to death to nowhere since you went away,
and that's the way it's been.

But it seems to me that forever's not such a long time
for a love like this. It's for you, my dear, that the centuries will cry
and stars will make a fit for the face I might miss.

Well I can't write anymore songs,
like I'm the songs I'm all but gone,
and I just can't shake my fist at the sky
to change things.
So I'll be running away instead,
making all your letters dead.
And I'm sorry by the way,
I know our dawn never saw it's day,
just want the leaves to climb back to the trees
and just say, lets stay back in yesterday.

Lyrics: Starry Globes & Stereos

Starry Globes & Stereos

I was feeling low, so I walked down to the record store.
I thought I’d find myself some new friends.
I drive around it’s like losing my mind for the first time.
It was so terribly unpleasant to find.

Oh, what I feel!
I can’t keep inside!

Careful my muse, you confuse me and trap me in this warm and hollow shell.
Thirteen drinks later, god save me I was numb and I was drunk and I went wild.
God help me, I went wild.

A nervous disposition makes for such a bad soldier.
And I would never fight for you, but I think I would die for you.
I count my perditions in starry globes and stereos.
In starry globes and stereos,

So I learned to make make medium sized monsters.
It’s the shit they don’t teach you at the record store.
Thirteen drinks later, God save me I was numb and I was drunk and I went wild.
God help me, I went wild!
Oh! Woah! God help me I went wild! Oh! Woah! God save me I went wild!
Oh! I hate you! I hate you! Oh! I hate you!

And though I would not fight for you.
Well I think I would die for you.

Lyrics: Magazine Soul

Magazine Soul


I was staring out my back porch window and all i could see was sky.
Living life like a dog on the dancefloor, my bitchwifesister and I.
She wouldn't believe, she wouldn't believe me, said that I was wrong.
Said I should get more sleep, take some pills and try to get along.

But you shouldn't be so angry about what you can't control!
Feeling old is the blindfold that you found in your magazine soul.

I went down (with a letter in my pocket) to the local corner store
to see if I could get some change.

She said we don't want your kind here,
we don't want you throwing a fit
and carrying all the customers away.
But I don't care one bit,
cause I found a new planet
and I'm keeping it for myself.
I don't care one bit cause I've found a new planet!
I'm keeping it for myself!

I've found a new planet!
Found a new a planet!
Found a new a planet!
Found a new a planet!
Found a new a planet!

But you shouldn't be so angry about what you can't control!
Feeling old is the blindfold that you found in your magazine soul.

But you shouldn't be so angry about what you can't control!
Feeling old is the blindfold that you found in your magazine soul.

A Gangly Band of Psychic Space Rockers Wander (Wonder) The United States.

Dear Earthlings,

The Frontier Brothers are a psychedelic space pop band from the future and outer space. We are three in number: keys, frets, and snares. Most importantly, we are touring the United States on a vaguely secret mission. Also, we will be playing rock shows. You are cordially invited.

First, you may want to know what we sound like. A reasonable request. Our top secret full-length record, Space Punk Starlet, will land in mid-october. Against the request of our supervisors, we have decided to share some of those tracks with you now. Take a listen.
Take It For Love- We wrote this one a long time ago and included it on our living room EP, Electronic Progress. It's about violent space girlfriends.

Everyone's A Neutron Bomb-

Space Punk Starlet- The title track. Check out those horns! None of that synthesizer shit.


Now that you have familiarized yourself with our sound, you might be wondering where you can see us.



That should explain it.

In summary:
A space rock band.
Lots of east coast tour dates.
A happening new album.
Young, single, alien.
Make it happen.

- TFB