Track 8 - Wake Up!

Track 7 - Sha Lala

Track 6 - Foggy Night Drive

Track 5 - US Highway 45

Track 2 - Seoul

Track 1 - PEK-ICN (Intro)

An older track. 
I think I was trying to sound like Manchester Orchestra. 

Cold.

Heavy hearts 
and it's open season
I know what you need the most
trade it off for self-serve reasons
save yourself for the holy ghost

if it were me, if it were me
i'd never leave, i'd never leave, but
if it wer me, if it were me 
i dont think i'd ever be


heavy hearts 
and you need this secret
so you cut and keep it close
play it off like you've never seen it
wait it out like a comatose


if it were me, if it were me
i'd never leave, i'd never leave, but
if it wer me, if it were me 
i dont think i'd ever be

so cold. 







Cold

and i know that you dont care
you left me standing there
with the questions, you kept me wondering why
and lifes so, so-so
you get caught up in the folds
and all we want are second tries. 

but save the sap and cut the crap 
i know that it wont win you back
but i cannot help the insomnia 
uh uh i think im falling back down

and now im broken
i spend these  bleak days hoping
that you might have a change of heart
But its been so long
and still i waste each fruitless song
on this dead love that i cant part

but save the sap and cut the crap 
i know that it wont win you back
but i cannot help the insomnia 
uh uh i think im falling back down
again into the trap I'm
having yet another lapse
and yes you get the best in me
you always get the best of me in the end

and thats not purple makeup on beneath those sleepy eyes
its the product of insomnia a week of sleepless nights
and she keeps me close by just beyond my longing reach  
and my love is like an Ambiem that puts us both to sleep


Insomnia

My mother passed away 8 years ago. I wrote this song a little over a year ago while living in China. This was the first time I attempted to write about losing her.  It was hard for me to write the song, and even harder to record, but I feel like her memory deserves it. She was a great mom who filled my life and other's lives with love and compassion. I miss her and will always love her.

Andrew Slugantz's Album

O Mama, Where

A song I wrote while living in China about drinking Baijiu. Baijiu is a type of rice based vodka with magical properties. 


Lay me down beneath the leaves, I'd leave you now but,
You've been found to shed this weight, not a heart to save at all.
And lately I know I'm not trying, 
I think too much out loud
And you know me, mean as a bee,
I ain't much company

But you, oh you, oh you
Talkin' bout you, oh you, baijiu

I put on a face and I read from a line
I drink another down and I feel just fine
I take her to the river and I break out my wine
and I wonder If she talks to me at all
Oh my God, I drink too much
I think these thoughts outloud 
But I feel so alive and I dont have to wonder why.