Hard to see yourself
In the TV shows and you're sat on the couch
Hoping for the sun to help you out
What could have been
Could have figured out
Could have been the summer that your life had turned around

Now you wait
Circle the drain
Could it really be this whole thing was a waste?
Ready to toss it in
But if you see it through
Maybe the summer will wait for you too

I don't see you
Just reflections of the things we used to do
When the water was still blue
The city waves
Like an ocean in the haze
Remember summer days? What a shame

Now you wait
Circle the drain
Could it really be this whole thing was a waste?
Ready to toss it in
But if you see it through
Maybe the summer will wait for you too

Summer will come again
And we’ll walk along the beach
The sun just might’ve set
But our eyes are to the east

Faces on the rocks
The color of your cheeks
Voices on the air
Summer’s coming back to me

———

Lyrics by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel
Horns Arranged by Landon Hegedus

Produced and Mixed by James Kourafas
Engineered by James Kourafas, Ryan Lammers, David Rzeszutko
Mastered by Robin Schmidt

Eva Padilla - Vocals
Landon Hegedus - Keyboards/Saxophone
Ryan Lammers - Guitars
Dean Sinclair - Drums
Cale Singleton - Bass

Featuring:
Sam Wolsk - Trumpet
Joe Nedder - Trombone

Illustration by Linnatamm
Design by Ryan Lammers

Recorded and produced at Fort Knox Studios in Chicago, IL, USA
Mastered at 24-96 Mastering in Karlsruhe, DE

02/03/2023

Summer Will Wait

You do this to yourself you know
You keep yourself awake
You cried yourself to sleep again
Every night this week

You walk until you’re sober
Then you stumble into bed
Words have lost meaning
But she echoes in your head

Don’t you know it can’t go on this way?
Do you learn when it happens everyday?

Countdown
Set the clock again
Countdown
To self destruction

The television’s off
But you’re tuned into the show
You yell at her to stop
But she’s the only one who knows

Don’t you know you’re running out of steam?
Do you learn when it happens on repeat?

Countdown
Set the clock again
Countdown
To self destruction
Your face is red and your face is numb and she looks at you and asks what on earth you’ve done
And you light the fuse and you check your watch and you throw away the only thing you’ve got
Every night right at 12 o’clock

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Eva Padilla - vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz, Jr. - keyboards
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion

Conor Lee-Smith - trumpet
Steven Vorbrich - trombone
Alec Balasko - saxophone

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Ryan Lammers @ Louis Hall, Evanston, IL
Additional guitar engineering by Khoa Truong
Mastered by Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering, Karlsruhe, Germany

Lyrics by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel

Cover photo and design by Ryan Lammers

12AM - Single

12AM

Backyard beers brew old memories
Bonfires and high school stories
Not so long ago

Chicago concerts on weeknights
Bring out those constant fights
Let's see how much we regret

How's the night almost over?
Your head just got on my shoulder
So let's pick up right where we left off
Before we got broken-hearted

You want a night in the city
You got nobody but me

Oh Lord, that really happened
Tell ourselves this wasn't planned
It only took us so long

Walking back to your car
You never did park too far
From all my unclear thoughts

Then I'll see Michigan
And I’m hoping you again
Crawl right back into bed
How can I comprehend
what we don't understand?

You want a night in the city
You got nobody but me

And I know that come tomorrow all our friends will go
“You hear about him and so and so? We thought they'd take it slow”

You want a night in the city
You got nobody but me

———

Eva Padilla - vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz, Jr. - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Ryan Lammers @ Louis Hall, Evanston, IL
Mastered by Doug McBride @ Gravity Studios, Chicago, IL

Lyrics by Dean Sinclair
Music by August Hotel

Michigan Again

Remember the night we slept on the floor?
I was kept awake by the light from my door
The empty room echoed the sound
of the thump in my chest and your breath in and out
A borrowed mattress, dusty sheetsand no desire to fall asleep

If we crystallize, crystallize
We can always have you and I (always have tonight)
Do you realize we’re losing time?
We can hold this night until we die
This moment lives in your crystal eyes

Remember the night we sat by the lake?
Sand in our shoes and too much to drink
Or the night that we gazed over the top of the town
you took off your charms and I calmed you down
Or back even more to the night it began
when I was too scared to take your hand

If we crystallize, crystallize
We can always have you and I (always have tonight)
Do you realize we’re losing time?
We can hold this night until we die
This moment lives in your crystal eyes

Crystallize, never die
Crystallize ourselves tonight

———

Eva Padilla - vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, piano, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz, Jr. - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Ryan Lammers @ Louis Hall, Evanston, IL
Mastered by Doug McBride @ Gravity Studios, Chicago, IL

Lyrics by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel

Crystallized

You do this to yourself you know
You keep yourself awake
You cried yourself to sleep again
Every night this week

You walk until you’re sober
Then you stumble into bed
Words have lost meaning
But she echoes in your head

Don’t you know it can’t go on this way?
Do you learn when it happens everyday?

Countdown
Set the clock again
Countdown
To self destruction

The television’s off
But you’re tuned into the show
You yell at her to stop
But she’s the only one who knows

Don’t you know you’re running out of steam?
Do you learn when it happens on repeat?

Countdown
Set the clock again
Countdown
To self destruction
Your face is red and your face is numb and she looks at you and asks what on earth you’ve done
And you light the fuse and you check your watch and you throw away the only thing you’ve got
Every night right at 12 o’clock

———

Eva Padilla - vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz, Jr. - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Conor Lee-Smith - trumpet
Steven Vorbrich - trombone
Alec Balasko - saxophone

Horns arranged by Chris Landy

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Ryan Lammers @ Louis Hall, Evanston, IL
Additional guitar engineering by Khoa Truong
Mastered by Doug McBride @ Gravity Studios, Chicago, IL

Lyrics by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel

Do you remember falling in love?
Do you remember what you were thinking of that day?
Wasting the hours away
We spent the summer soaking up the sun
Bonfire nights, is this what it means to be young?
Naive hearts beating as one

Remember, Valentine, Valentine
Together, those backseat nights under starlit skies
You wrote me a letter, you said you would send it
This Valentine’s, Valentine’s
But February’s gone, this summer I’m alone, and you forgot

I used to dream of silver screen romance,
City apartments, promises we thought would last,
And the plans that we made we took back
Sometimes I wonder if you left those posters up
Or if you ever ask yourself “what on earth have I done?”
How does it feel now that I am gone?

Remember, Valentine, Valentine
Together, those backseat nights under starlit skies
You wrote me a letter, you said you would send it
This Valentine’s, Valentine’s
But February’s gone, this summer I’m alone, and you forgot

———

Eva Padilla - vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, programming
Craig Schwartz, Jr. - keyboards, vocals
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced and engineered by Ryan Lammers
Mixed by Doug McBride and Ryan Lammers
Mastered by Doug McBride @ Gravity Studios, Chicago, IL

Lyrics by Ryan Lammers
Music by John Benedeck, Ryan Lammers, Dean Sinclair, and Cale Singleton

Valentine

Words by Dean Sinclair
Music by August Hotel

Eva Padilla - lead vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitar, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz Jr - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, programming, keyboards
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced & Mixed by Drew Polovick
Engineered by Ryan Lammers
Mastered by Doug McBride
Additional guitar & keyboards by Drew Polovick
Cover photo by Kate Liddy
Art direction by Ryan Lammers

Disaster & Delight (Single Version)

I don't know your name
But your face looks so familiar
It's the same old thing
Whenever I'm alone too long
I imagine the life that we'd have
If only you and I could be best friends
And it changes the way that I see myself
I'm just a reflection of everybody else

And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days
And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days straight

Give it a couple days
I just need this confidence
Won't let it get away
At least that's what I tell myself
You should only see inside my head
I promise you I meant the words that I said
And we'll stand here on the corner while the cars roll by
And I'll imagine all the conversation but I was too shy
To say a word that would make some sort of difference
And now I'm crying at the station looking for significance

And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days
And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days straight

I don't know your name
But your face looks so familiar
I don't know your name
But your face

And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days
And we'll play our train song, the engine carries us away
And we'll play the same song, on repeat for 16 days straight

———

Words by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel

Eva Padilla - lead vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, vocals
Craig Schwartz Jr - keyboards, bells
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced & Mixed by Drew Polovick
Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering
Drum and keyboard engineering by Freddy Tyler Paul Purcell
Vocal and guitar engineering by Ryan Lammers
Bass engineering by Craig Schwartz Jr

Train Song

Starry fleet, we take the streets
In these emergencies, we will not see
All along, they battered songs
Pain coming down, heels off the ground

Batons, violence, your move
And still too soon

I tell them all to leave me here tonight
So I lied, I always wanted to be by your side
I always wanna be by your side

A shift of face, no constant state
It's 8 AM no son, no Rays, it's 10 PM putting on a lace
And though I'll be, so hardly seen
You just breathe, you know you're queen

I know, I'm idolizing you
But I need something to hold on to

I made your job to always be my light
I swear tonight, I need to be by your side
I can’t bear to leave your side

I know them big and tall, cradle and throw you past a wall
You know that you are here always

Don't give up your fight
In cells, I clench my hands so tight
And I know you saw an end in sight
It's alright you saw an end in sight

But tonight, keep on your light
I'm by your side
I'm by your side
I'm by your side
I'm by your side

———

Words by Eva Padilla
Music by August Hotel

Eva Padilla - lead vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars
Craig Schwartz Jr - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced & Mixed by Drew Polovick
Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering
Drum and keyboard engineering by Freddy Tyler Paul Purcell
Vocal and guitar engineering by Ryan Lammers
Bass and additional vocal engineering by Craig Schwartz Jr

S.T.A.R.

Look at me! Drunk on paranoia
I'm sorry I'm a mess but more sorry it annoys ya
I need the mess to feed my head
I try to live by feeling dead
Maybe it's my ego
Maybe it's my id
I'll use Freudian psychology to explain what I did
Shame Freud was wrong, can you sell me on God?
I need salvation and I'll take what you've got

I said "all of the greats were a little bit wack"
You said "you can be great without acting like that"
It’s not my day! It's not my fault!
Will any of this work even matter at all?
I’m looking for the point, the center, you see
I'm sorry if I act like the center is me
You see what I mean? I'm no good for myself
Won't you pity the state of my mental health?

And I want to scream “why can't you see? The thing you want is here if you would only reach"
And I want to hide off in the night and stagger home at 2AM ‘cause that's where my demons hide

———

Words by Ryan Lammers
Music by August Hotel

Eva Padilla - lead vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitars, vocals, programming, keyboards
Craig Schwartz Jr - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, percussion
Cale Singleton - bass

Produced & Mixed by Drew Polovick
Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering
Drum and keyboard engineering by Freddy Tyler Paul Purcell
Vocal and guitar engineering by Ryan Lammers
Bass engineering by Craig Schwartz Jr
Voicemails by Sophie Bartolotta, Alexis Laverdiere, Kody Keckler, Vatsala Kumar, Isaac Sims, Noreen Patel, Mallory Busch, and Dean Sinclair

Please Leave a Message After the Tone

Wolverine 352
Took the love away from you
Union was lit up bright
Time of year when day looked like night

Muttering a small exchange
Holding in teardrops like a drain
What if we overslept
You wouldn’t have gone or you wouldn’t have left

You are my Chicago fire
Burn me down just to build me higher
You say you have your reasons
Your heart is changing seasons
You and I, disaster & delight

I’ve seen every post you’ve made since then
I see the way you smile when you’re with him
Heard that you can wear his letters
But I’m sorry I couldn’t offer you something better

Honey I know I’ll never be your savior
I’m a good deed I’m just one of your favors
You wrote me off for an hour today
And it’s another tomorrow until you stay

You are my Chicago fire
Burn me down just to build me higher
You say you have your reasons
Your heart is changing seasons
You and I, disaster & delight

Blonde hair and social class
Your taste is built to last
From DC to Paris, France
My present is your past

You are my Chicago fire
Burn me down just to build me higher
You say you have your reasons
Your heart is changing seasons
You and I, disaster & delight

———

Words by Dean Sinclair
Music by August Hotel

Eva Padilla - lead vocals
Ryan Lammers - guitar, programming, vocals
Craig Schwartz Jr - keyboards
Dean Sinclair - drums, programming, keyboards
Cale Singleton - bass, vocals

Produced & Mixed by Drew Polovick
Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering
Engineered by Ryan Lammers
Additional guitar & keyboards by Drew Polovick

Disaster & Delight

Eva Padilla - vocals
Landon Hegedus - keyboards/saxophone
Ryan Lammers - guitars
Dean Sinclair - drums
Cale Singleton - bass

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