ella bergdoll oberhammer for the bitchin' album artwork, and her roommate julian for being our #1 fan; pat for being the mvp of fall 2014, also for impeccably designing and putting out the cassettes; noah's roommates, phil and evan, for tolerating our practice noises (and really just tolerating us in general [fuck evan]); our families for general support and love; anyone who has ever helped us get a show or hosted us before we even had music on the internet; all our friends who came out to one of our shows, or who have tolerated calvin and andrew playing guitar in their presence; all the cool bands we've played with already, and anybody who let us borrow their gear; anybody we forgot.
track 2 feat. dom "the don, don panucci, dominic is dominic, dome is dome, dom is dom" panunto on bassoon
engineered/mixed/mastered by noah "headroom?" waite
i sat quiet on the couch as you yelled at her from your chair
i couldn't believe how you raged and you fumed
but it's true that she's just never there for you
and it's so much more than miles keeping you apart
even when she isn't distant you know she's far
the rain poured as we sat in the diner in the middle of the night
i know exactly what you'll order but i don't know shit about your lives
and so the choices we won't make define our task:
fuck the standard, fuck the cycle, and fuck the past.
my name, my blood, my best friends, my childhood.
Track Name: I Have Feelings And They Happen
i watched my house from my backyard i watched my family fall apart because we'll all just get old, we drank the alcohol we stole on the train tracks at 3am just me my brother and my friends but i couldnt forget it all i watched my family fall apart
Track Name: Virginia Maryland
virginia wove her life in baskets
each one as strong and whole as herself.
john gilbert was a racecar driver (among many other things, of course)
and that man loved his commonwealth.
and this is my thank you for having a marriage that nothing could ruin.
and this is my thank you for just being there when i was a kid.
you'll never forgive me for moving away while you were dying.
i'll never tell you just how much you did.
you left your mark on all of us
i have mine etched into my skin.
i see you in my nana's fortitude
and in my father's constant grin.
Track Name: Hangover Pt.4
you make the rules and im such a tool if i think this means something you make the rules and im such a tool but at least im something, at least im something, like shirt straps i dont understand, the shadows cut by your ceiling fan please turn off your bedside lamp, i wouldnt want you too see me this way