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You Cant Relate To This At All

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Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass, keys, adlibs

So, Tommy texted me at 8:13 Friday night to see if I wanted to come up to the city for a day or night or whatever seeing as we hadn't seen each other in seven months or so, at least, and the idea at the time seemed nice but my kids were sick and I just assumed it would be a 'no' from the wife. Plus I was working until 1 a.m. Friday night and had my first Saturday/Sunday off in a while so chances were I'd end up hanging around the house with the fam and doing a bunch of shit around the house that I normally don't get the chance to do. 
By Saturday I had completely forgotten about the presented opportunity until dinner time when I finally brought the idea up to my wife, and to my surprise, she was like, 'yeah, you should go'. 
So I immediately called Tommy who promptly returned my call indicating that, yes, the offer was still on the table, that his wife and kids were away until, like, Tuesday and that I could crash on his couch if necessary. Well, of course it would be necessary. Especially if we were to get steamed to the beams and work on something new. Which was the plan, after all.
So I fought somewhat shitty traffic for two hours until I reached Tommy's place a little after 7 p.m., Saturday. Shortly after arrival we whipped out a pre-rolled Sour Diesel and took the dog for a J walk to get steamed and to discuss how we were to approach our new song. 
We decided it was best to warm up with a few classics, 'Presently', etc., and then find a cool looperman beat to sorta find a groove to roll with over top. Then commence the layering and voila!
By the time we got back to the house, set up and steamed again it was 9 p.m. and we were losing precious time. We wound up selecting the first beat we listened to, the beat that you're hearing now, because I was fucking with this blues riff you hear now and it seemed to sorta work. So we got down to business and after a handful of takes each, this groove was born. By the time we got the groove down and recorded it was time for munchies. So we decided to take a break to order some food. 
One of the benefits of living in the big city is that you can order things like Thai food at 11 p.m. for delivery. So that's just what we did. Oh, and some cookies and chocolate milk.

Cookies And Chocolate Milk

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Lyrics:
I made a deal with her.
she is the universe.
give me just this one thing.
I'll crawl out of my hole.
And let you in my soul. 
Forget I am nothing. 
So please.
Let me see.
well beyond me.
into thy naked eye.
Please
let me feel.
something unreal.
before I up and die. 

You are song and light.
You are an endless night.
It all seems so magic. 
But everything you touch.
returns to you in dust.
It all seems so tragic. 

Thanks to Jonathan Beckenstein for the excellent advice. 





Artwork https://www.pinterest.com/sierraval01/

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Release date:
September 16, 2017

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Drum sounds by Salvador Bajé 
Photography © J R Altabef, Billy Chambers
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