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1.
My life ain't getting hard, 'cause I'm a straight white male in a world that's run by straight white males, A couple thousand places that I've never ever been there are a couple million people in jail, And I'll probably never ever be one of them, and I'll probably never see you again, but I'm listening to you from across the train and I don't think that we could ever be friends. ...and i never realized how long we've been friends.
2.
Close 03:55
Frame all your coworkers, cheat, steal and lie, Take the money from the register, put the car in drive, Until your body is close to mine, Until your body is close to mine. Make it so, like you're making me breathe, make him and her into you and me. Turn up all the heaters, syphon all the gasoline, Black out all the windows, peel back all the dirty sheets, Until you are right next to me Until you are right next to me. Frighten all your neighbors, bang the cupboards, break the shelves, Tell them that we're dying, you and I aren't feeling well, Until we are all by ourselves Until we are all by ourselves.
3.
As we stroll through the wealthy suburb, my pockets are feeling empty, they've got country clubs and outlet malls galore. We will make a day of shopping, and then stop to eat at Starbucks, and end the day with gossip about our family and friends. Like, remember that one time that she said that thing about me that I'm taking out of context as of now? Or when my in-laws who I don't like did the worst thing that they could do and they got a brand new drum kit for their kid? When I think about the places that I'm never going to go, all the traveling and the learning I left behind, I really don't feel sorry for the wealthy suburban families in the California mountains that I'm never, ever, ever going to climb. It's a much bigger deal if you feel a little flabby than if somebody dies or our country goes to war. And to that kid who caught a bullet, I mean, you probably broke the law, maybe you stole something or had some colored skin. When I think about the places that I'm never going to go, all the traveling and the learning I left behind, I really don't feel sorry for the stuck-up kids on trust funds in the California mountains that I'm never, ever, ever going to climb. “I remember the days When we were young and we were happy.” “He's just stuck in his ways,” that's what we'll say to excuse it. “I won't miss you at all,” that's what I'll say, it’s what I’ll say. “I won’t miss you at all.” My traveling’s done, can we go home now? So when you're shit-talking your cousins at the next big family gathering, just remember that our problems are pretty small. We were born into the Western world of heat and running water and your in-laws shouldn't be what's on your mind. When I think about the places that I'm never going to go, all the traveling and the learning I left behind, I really don't feel sorry for the rugged mountain rangers, or the stuck-up kids on trust funds, or the wealthy suburban families in the California mountains that I'm never, ever, ever going to climb.
4.
The Same 01:41
I am wearing my stains and you are wearing your dress I think we should go upstairs, nobody else is there Never thought I would tell you all of the things I have said Understand that I love you I'm not really sure what I said I know that it's been so long but I never really thought about time I think that we'll be okay, we're not exactly the same Everybody said "so cute" since two-thousand and ten Everybody says "so gross" nobody knows what they want
5.
Two 04:06
Well she's got a mind that freaks out in the dark, A pile of pressure that stacks up with stress in her heart, And she's got a brain, oh she's got a brain, And she's making me feel some type of way. Well she's got a mouth that's real quick to judge, And she says what she wants about the people she meets just because. And she't got eyes, oh she's got eyes, And she knows when I'm telling her lies. And the two of us, we're just Heater hogging, Water wasting, Lightbulb leeching, Sunlight stealing fools Maybe we're trying to be better Maybe we're not trying to be anything at all Maybe we're trying to be Well she's got those teeth that aren't straight anymore, Used to bite on my arm as her hand pushed my face to the floor And she's got a tongue, oh she's got a tongue, And she says what she wants me to do and God damn it, it's done.
6.
7.
Keys 03:19
I've got the key to your house, I've got some clues on your mind, And i've heard that there are quite a few more things I could find In the back of your car, to which I also have the keys. I've got the signals and waves to make you shiver and shake And they're hanging out my pocket every one of my days And to make it all worse, i've got your number written down. "Cause I could kill you or kiss you if I wanted to, the latter is exactly what I'm gonna do. And you could kill me or kiss me if you wanted to, I hope that you're not killing me, I'm kissing you. I have committed to memory what you do every week And I know the way you walk, i know the way that you speak, I know the way that you write, i've got your poems folded up. And all the things that you said are buried deep in my head, I could pull them out and dust them off and know that you said, And i could pass them around and take the credit for your brains.
8.
Phone 05:07
Well we talked about the week by the light of the TV And you know we learned a thing or two I looked into the glare as you sat down by the stairs And we wished that we were not in different rooms We were miles away, and I thought that I heard you say that you loved me, but I had to ask you again. I know you care for me, my dear but the TV was loud, and my friends were near and you were mumbling, and I couldn't hear. As you told me about your day your voice started to fade, and I knew it wasn't you It's much too loud, I feared, as I found it hard to hear, and I wished that I was in a different room. (And if I said I was ready for bed I might have been lying I might have been lying to you)
9.
I will walk upon my feet I will sit inside a train I will meet a lady there And I will take her name I will ride upon a bus I will sit inside the frame I will meet a lady there And I will take her name Father's ridiculous rituals, all in a row Mother's nice way of just telling you "probably, no" Sisters upstairs, they can talk, they can sing, they can dance Brother's nowhere to be found, never had any chance
10.
Confine me to a lowlight place, don't touch the shades because you know that's not my scene. You're talking as I look away, I'm feeling really good about myself today. (you talk too much) This is the formula I've got: flat all your sevens and you look pretty hot. You've really got me in my place, thinking about you every time I wash my face. (not all that much) So I hope you like the way I dress, you are a person who I don't need to impress. (you are a person who I don't need to impress)

about

This is our first full-length, and by “full-length” we mean a bunch of junky recordings that we made in our Emerson College dorm rooms. The songs were written, arranged, and recorded gradually between April 2015 and March 2016.

Cover art by our very own mandolin shredder Jesse "Jorbs" Buchter.

We have so many people who have helped us make this. We'd like to thank...

Everyone who ever booked us or came out to a show; our families; all our "significant others/otters" for being inspirations; Evan Debevec-McKenney for being an inspiration; Evan McKenna for existing; Travis Beaney; number one trash collector, dog spotter Tori "Spaghett" Hawks-Ladds; number one meat seller, unicycler, Cornelia "Rumpled Bed" Bendel; The Bummer City Historical Society; Sage Cotignola, art extraordinaire; the low-ceilings of the basements of Allston, Massachusetts; all of our friends and fellow musicians that have helped us grow in the last year and a half; Whiskers the Fish-Cat; and the Emerson Dining Hall.

credits

released April 20, 2016

We are:
Ben Mueller - vocals, acoustic guitar, percussion, harmonica
Phil Jones - electric bass, vocals, flute (track 6)
JB Brackett - washboard, booking all of our shows, keeping stupid boys in line (all tracks, all the time)
Mike Ijac - electric guitars, ukulele, vocals
Jesse Buchter - mandolin, vocals, acoustic guitar (tracks 6 and 10), whistling (track 8), Mike's pickup selector switch (track 4)

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Low Ceilings Windsor, Connecticut

Folky indie-rock with a prog twist.

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