It's such a lovely song, but the name mcCracken just cracks me up

you blew up on youtube btw dude :) congrats!!

i love your songs so much, my favorite is "be glad i love you" it's not the usual love song, but that's why I relate to it more than any other love song!

just found this song, and oh my goodness, WHAT A BOP like bro im listening to this on repeat ive sent it to all my friends. I know that im kinda late to the show but i just had to comment. Thank you so much for the awesome song!!

i’ve been listening for years and this is the first time i’ve noticed your logo on the cover art

this song gives me a weird sense of nostalgia... reminds me of music I listened to in middle school.

I’ve played this song on repeat to many times it’s forever stuck in my head

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Bedroom to Balcony

Recorded, Mixed & Masterd in 2009 at Flux Studios, NYC.

Produced by FAB, Engineered by Meredith McCandless.



Buckled Knees

Cassiopeia

***   "Hell" lyric video now live at https://youtu.be/_kPbNI98aIY   ***

Taken from our EP 'Mass Trespass' (available on iTunes, Amazon, Spotify etc, and on CD via our website), "Hell" is an autobiographical jaunt through one man's life – a song about identity,  self-determination, and songwriting. 

And going to Hell, of course.

Ringlefinch - Hell

you are allowed to giggle out loud at this, original song by the late Johnny Gemmill, other beers are available

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We Intertwined

We Intertwined (Album Version)

Violet

Mr. Malum

I just stepped on a plane, my bags on the shelf
I find my seat in the middle and plan to keep to myself
The pilot comes on, says: "there's been a delay"
and I sigh, buckle up, and prepare for the wait
There's a middle aged woman on my right by the window
no ring on her finger, maybe divorced or widow?
She's drafting an email and from where I am seated
I can side-eye that shit, so of course I'm gon' read it.

it said:

Dear McCracken... this is already great
dude's got a pen pal and a killer last name
she opens with an inside joke and she's hoping
to set a casual tone, her words carefully chosen
she was sure that her week spent in Houston would drag
but then a face from her past quickly changed all of that
the trip was for business, she's used to the travel
but this time she's not ready to head back to Seattle

Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
Do I pretend, do I push you away?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I'll give you, I'll give you your space

I can tell by the abuse of the backspace key
there's a heart balanced on how her words are perceived
she's retyped that fourth paragraph four times
swinging the tone back and forth until she's so satisfied
that he knows that even though their paths have diverged
there's an air of regret but not enough to reverse
and I am stunned, there I sit, completely convinced
that once you grow old you stop dealing with this
the uncertain, the hurtin', the feelin like dirt when
things don't work out by the fall of the curtain
she hits send, powers off, and we're ready to go
and I am sad for the passion that McCracken, he might never know

Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
Do I pretend, do I push you away?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I'll give you, I'll give you your space

Dear McCracken, I'm keepin this on my chest
I've said a lot of things but none of them what I meant
Do I pretend, do I try to forget?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I wish you, I wish you the best

and I thought, I thought by that age
our broken hearts had seen their worst
and I thought that kind of heartache
was meant for the young but we're never too old to hurt

and I thought, I thought by that age
our broken hearts had seen their worst
and I thought that kind of heartache
was meant for the young but we're never too old to hurt

I just stepped off a plane, I've got one regret
I know I'll never get closure or ever see how it ends
I won't know his answer, what happens between them
why she kept her cards so close even she couldn't see them
what gave her such pause when she so clearly wanted
to tell you all the emotions she tried so hard to bottle
and I'll never know why she kept the honest truth from you
but Oh Dear McCracken... in the rough draft...

in the rough draft...

In the Rough Draft She Loved You.

Dear McCracken

Making Up Words

The Key To Being Lonely

You can fit everything you know
In a bottle for you to show
Pick your brain apart and put it in (pick your brain apart)
And build it again
With needles and pins
Everything you ever did is a ship
With blue waves crashing into it
But nothing can touch your happy thoughts anymore
(nothing can touch your happy thoughts anymore)
With your glass ceiling, walls, and floor
Sailing on a ship in a bottle
Anchor all your thoughts to the bottom
Pulling ropes and holding your head back
To see what is breaking the foremast
You set sail alone there is no crew
No one on the deck who can help you
This is all your own battle to win
This is your ship and you are the captain
Oh, captain, let's make a deal
Where we both say the things that we both really feel
I feel scared and I'm starting to sink
And I only sink deeper the deeper I think
Oh, captain
Oh, captain, deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh woah
There are red spots under your eyes
From when you cry
Into the sky
Ocean waters rising above your neck, mmm
You feel the glass
Start to crack
Sailing on a ship in a bottle
Water's leaking through holes in the bottom
Flying flags of ships that have long since
Sat at the floor of the sea, but in defense
You set sail alone there is no crew
No one on the deck who can help you
This is all your own battle to win
This is your ship and you are the captain
Oh, captain, let's make a deal
Where we both say the things that we both really feel
I feel scared and I'm starting to sink
And I only sink deeper the deeper I think
Oh, captain, make up your mind
Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time
'cause you're popping the cork
You get lost in your brain
And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane
Oh, captain
Oh, captain, deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh woah
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, captain, let's make a deal
Where we both say the things that we both really feel
I feel scared and I'm starting to sink
And I only sink deeper the deeper I think
Oh, captain, make up your mind
Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time
'cause you're popping the cork
You get lost in your brain
And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane
Oh, captain
Oh, captain, deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh, captain deal
Oh woah
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh

Ship In A Bottle - Steffan Argus

Well it would be a lovely start
to plant some pebbles in the garden
Hope to grow a planet large
that floats around in our backyard

And yes, your family still could visit
We haven't left the solar system
If they request consent to land
we'll accept if we are wearing pants

But most days let's just float on top
and orbit all our favorite spots
If we get dizzy, let's fall off
A couple cozy astronauts

Well it would be a lovely start
to plant some pebbles in the garden
If it won't rain it doesn't matter
we'll water them with tears of laughter

At first there might not be much to it
no forest, roads or rivers through it
A rocky globe to start us off
and on it grow the world we want

The neighbors will all think we're strange
as we wave at them from outer space
But I had to know just how it felt
to grow something bigger than…

What I have built alone
A home I thought I'd never leave
but you and I can shape a world
the lakes and towns and everything
We'll put a planet in the sky
grown from pebbles, you and I

And if little aliens do invade
attempts at peace will still be made
I'll contact them with gifts but if
they reject those I will insist
on meeting their attacks with might
A big galactic pillow fight
and just before they win we're told
they're allergic to the whimsical
So I'll blast this song and don't you know
the sweetness makes their heads explode
and look they're filled with popcorn so
let's grab a snack, sit back, and watch the show…

I'm not a chemist, no, I am no geologist
but you and I can shape a world
The lakes and towns and all of it
and bit by bit and stone by stone
the pebbles take the shape of somethin' else
That’s growing bigger than myself

Dear McCracken

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