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I Want You

NAPOLEON

I DON'T WANNA TALK

WE WERE KIDS

ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT YOU

The Interstellar Tennis Championship Vol. II

HERE IT GOES AGAIN

ASTROBOY

I WANT YOU

Stunner

Brand new tunes for you Friday morn!
Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6PrTCr4WB1Pyf7Fk1Hd1Da?si=SL74d8x0QRqnbKI4J5p8tw

Melatonin

Silent Movies

Piano - Andre Bernier
Background Vocals - Alice Kim & Isabella Englert
Mastering - Connor Golden
The rest - Carter Vail

Andrew

Written by Carter Vail & Craig Carothers. Produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
You leaned in closer
I should have kissed you then
Your hair was longer
I pulled away from it
And moved to the city
Over the Tappan Zee Bridge
You like the colors
I can’t see anything

I’ll be your coffee
I’ll be your poster child
Walking like Jesus
When all the stores are closed
You think of drowning
Out in your parents pool
The water’s freezing
It was September

I think I know you
I was here before the start of the storm
It’s all around you now you’re coming back home
Now you’re coming back

You own that glimmer
I should have told you then
Now more than ever
The broken pieces fit
Scars and confetti
Sawmill and pontiac clips
You kept Valhalla
I still want everything

I’ll be your sweater
You be my wailing wall
Fighting like Ghandi
When all the lines are down
You dream of flying
Over the Zuiderzee
The sky was yellow
I still remember

I think I know you
I was here before the start of the storm
It’s all around you now you’re coming back home
Now you coming back
I think I know you
We were here before the start of the storm
It’s all around us now we’re coming back home

Pontiac

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
You’re always talking bout leaving
Milk carton black and white face
Smile vacant for the camera
Parents waiting in the driveway 

Oh My darling Arizona
Why you packing up your suitcase
hasn’t anybody told ya 

My mouth on fire
Drowning in your

Holy water I could be better
It’s time to move on I won’t be yours forever
Holy water I could be better
It’s time to move on I won’t be yours forever 

Now I’m waiting in your basement
Blood stains on your pink dress
Don’t you leave me on the pavement
You look so good in red 

Don’t cry Arizona
I never want to see you that way
I’ll be your milk carton darling
Leave me cut cut up
Cut cut up

 Holy water I could be better
It’s time to move on I won’t be yours forever
Holy water I could be better
It’s time to move on I won’t be yours forever

Milk Carton

Kama Sutra
Does it suit ya?
Your velvet dress is slipping off
Would you stay with me?

It’s coming through ya
Never knew ya
Never knew how much it’d mean
When you spoke to me

But everyone needs something
I know that I’m no different

Swore picket fences
Meet your parents
Cast your shoes off in the pool
Don’t it seem?

Carolina
Treat you better
I won’t steal and I won’t cheat
Would you stay with me?

But everyone needs something
I know that I’m no different
And if you’re not home I’ll be happy for you
I’m happy for you 


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Written and performed by Carter Vail & Reed Gaines

Velvet

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
Wake up, Virginia, is your daddy home?
Is your daddy home? Is your Daddy home?
Did he turn out the lights and the telephone?
And the telephone, and the telephone
Come out Virginia come down the stairs
Hell I know your headed somewhere

Come out, Virginia, what you waiting for?
What you waiting for? What you waiting for?
Got your ball gown on and you locked the door
And you locked the door and you locked the door
Come out, Virginia, can’t be so bad
But who am I to say you’re wrong?

And in the backseat all your clothes
Are resting on the posters that you got
When you turned sixteen

And from the window of the kitchen
Stand your parents and some people you’ve never seen
You’re asking for another one
You’re asking for a way to spend the night
If you’re asking for another one

Come out, Virginia, if it seems so wrong
Seems so wrong and it seems so wrong
And I’m just waiting for the rest to fall
For the rest to fall, for the rest to fall
Well maybe you were the best of me
And maybe I’ll learn, maybe I’ll learn to crawl
Well maybe you were the best of me

If you’re asking for another one
You’re asking for a way to spend the night
If you’re asking for another one
You’re asking for a way to spend the night
If you’re asking for another one
You’re asking for a way to spend the night
If you’re asking for another one

Drive Home

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
Baby, I think I’m finally starting to get you
She told me through here teeth and her perfume
I never want to see you again

But in the morning she’s pulling off her clothes in the bathroom
I’m standing in the hall I’ll be gone soon
Who did I think I was?

And it’s breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don’t want to think about
Anything you said

And now you’re living on the south side
Staring at the cars as they pass by
Drinking up the smoke if you’re too high
You’re never gonna come back down

And you said that it was Jesus
Who broke into your room in an earthquake
And shook you from your bed, all the glass frames
Shattered on the carpet floor

And it’s breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don’t want to think about
Anything you said
I don’t want to think about
Anything you said

Death by Telephone

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
I’ve got a job in the city
I’ve got a house with a guest room I don’t know who’s there
Got a person that loves me
She hates the way that I talk, I smoke, I stare

I’m a king in a castle
I’m the ghost in the corner, holes cut out in the sheet
I’m about to be thirty
I’m dead and I’m gone, that’s alright with me

Just give me something to live for
(Oh)
Give me something to do when I turn out the light
So hard being honest
(Oh)
But I’ll try
Everything’s fine right now, everything’s fine

I am storming the castle
I am turning my head hundred eighty degrees
My whole body is hurting
I am burning my last will and testimony

Calling friends from high school
Telling people I love them they don’t know my name
Writing songs for my parents
They’ve always been there for me hope that I do the same

(Ah)
Just give me something to live for
(Oh)
Give me something to do when I turn out the light
So hard being honest
(Oh)
But I’ll try
Everything’s fine right now, everything’s

I got something to live for
(Oh)
I got someone to talk to at the end of the night
Just trying to be honest
(Oh)
Figure out all the things that make me feel alright
I’m gonna go to a party
(Oh)
Take drugs from strangers
(Oh)
Black out in the kitchen
(Oh)
Wake up in the guest room

Guest Room

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
If you’re heading for the coast
Hearing voices up ahead you
Who am I to let you go?
You’re a wrecking ball
Can you kiss me slowly?

We can turn the headlights off
All our friends and all their voices
Falling silent in the car
And do you remember?
The fog was lifting

Tigers on trains watching you go
Head in the glass fogging up the windows
And you’re never gonna come back
Not much for you here
You’re never gonna come back
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

Now you’re heading for the show
All your memories through a broken telecaster
Would you be here in the fall?
And a long december, pull me closer

Say this town is for the ghosts
And I’m buried in the rocks, dear
If you’re leaving let me know
Is it in the paper? Is it in your bloodstream?

Tigers on trains watching you go
Head in the glass fogging up the windows
And you’re never gonna come back
You don’t really care
You’re never gonna come back
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

Oh oh oh it’s alright
Oh oh oh it’s alright
Oh oh oh it’s alright
Oh oh oh it’s alright

Tigers on Trains

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
Red Eyes think of me kindly
Kindly they’ll take me
I’ll be your story
Child you think of
Looking at headlights
From inside your window
It’s cold in your room

And I’m in your window
Loosing my shadow
And now I’m twenty three
There’s three at your table
Speak to her softly
As if I’m beside her
Just like my father
I’ll be alright

Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t

Sleep now that everything’s undone
I’m brushing your hair back
They’re calling you home
Oh Mrs. Darling, what did they tell you?
If I start to shake
I got it from you

Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it
Undone and I can’t forget about it

Andrew (revisited)

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

A Fine Way to Start

Written and produced by Carter Vail
Performed by Garrett Fracol, Reed Gaines, Andre Bernier, Isabella Englert & Carter Vail.
Recorded at Happy Camper Studios

Lyrics:
Don’t talk about me that way I can’t stand it
Dress me up and push me down the aisle
Raise your glass and won’t you stay a while
You can take my eyes if you need to
They’re always looking for you
Another branch, offered for the pyre

Don’t put me in the back seat I’ll stay quiet
Sing to me the FM radio
And smile as you look out the window
Won’t you tell me I look pretty?
Like the first day that you met me
And kiss me one more time before I go

And you tell me that it’s raining
I can’t feel it anymore

Don’t paint the fence, I like the way it’s fading
Covered mirrors, blacked out in the hall
Won’t you leave the windows open for the fall
Would you be there when I come to?
And read the letters for you?
And miss the way you held me in your arms

I’ll be there when you come to
Mmm

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh….

(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)
(Undone and I can’t forget about it)

A Fine Way to Close

I spent the summer like an atom bomb 
Cutting wires from the inside out 
And when I put myself together again 
I’m going to move out of my parents house 

Every summer it’s the same 
And I know that I’m to blame 

I’m going to build myself a rocket ship 
Out of shoelaces and Elmer’s glue 
And in the middle of a thunder storm 
I’m going to roll it down the avenue 
If you miss me while I’m taking off 
I’m going to call you while I’m on the moon 

If you never hear my name 
If you never see my face 
Tell me everything’s OK 
Well I hope you’re doing fine 
Well I hope you’re doing fine
credits
released August 21, 2020 
Bass by Reed Gaines 
Drums by Garrett Fracol 
Keys by Andre Bernier 
Vocals & Guitar by Carter Vail 
Written, Produced & Mixed by Carter Vail
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The Interstellar Tennis Championship

Rocket Guy

"Love-15, the second song off of Carter Vail’s sophomore project The Interstellar Tennis Championship, is a sonic blend of lo-fi chill-pop and Bee Gee’s-esque Disco. Featuring twinkling synthesizers, an infectious beat, and a spoken-word interlude in French, the song is an ode to unrequited love."

LIVE VERSION: https://youtu.be/BYoIkBmcvNA

LYRICS:
I can be your third man, doll 
Just a symptom you’ve forgotten 
You slip me in your pocket 
Turn off the television now 
Set me in the corner 
Now in technicolor 
Geppetto won’t you hear me out? 
You’re painting on my features 
I’m everything you needed 
Don’t put me on the shelf, no 
I’ll never find another 

Don’t ask me what my name means 
I don’t believe in that 
Conversations one sided 
Pull my strings and watch me come apart for you 
I don’t believe in that 
Trouble speaking whenever you’re around 
And tell me what you want to do 
I don’t believe in that 
Wooden pieces inside 
You pull my strings 
And watch me come apart for you 
I don’t believe in that 
I don’t believe in that 

Bienvenue à tous et a tout au championnat interstellaire de tennis 
Pendant le match, veuillez ne pas utiliser d'appareils de téléportation 
De transport cybernétique ou de photographie avec flash en la matche 

I wonder what you dream about 
You’re smoking out the window 
Oh, darling Geppetto 
I’m wishing on a star too 
Grow legs and start talking 
Walking right beside you 
Cut off the strings and put me down 
Tell me what I’m missing 
Oh I never listen 
To the crickets on my shoulder 

Don’t ask me what my name means 
I don’t believe in that 
Conversations one sided 
Pull my strings and watch me come apart for you 
I don’t believe in that 
Trouble speaking whenever you’re around 
And tell me what you want to do 
I don’t believe in that 
Wooden pieces inside 
You pull my strings 
And watch me come apart for you 
I don’t believe in that 
I don’t believe in that 

De la parte de tous vos amis à l'ITC, merci et bienvenue
credits
from The Interstellar Tennis Championship, track releases September 4, 2020 
Bass by Reed Gaines 
Drums by Garrett Fracol 
Keys by Andre Bernier 
Vocals & Guitar by Carter Vail 
Written, Produced & Mixed by Carter Vail
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Love-15

You’re still shaking 
I’m barely moving at all 
Green lines cut through 
A black screen tells you I’m fine 

You’re Gwyneth Paltrow 
I’m Richie Tenenbaum 
I cut my hair off 
You like me either way 
And every summer 
It’s going to be the same 

Going back to Telluride 
Riding round with nothing on 
Staying at your parents’ house 
Acting like there’s nothing wrong 
Going back to Telluride 
Sleeping with the TV on 
Darling so coledified 
Oh, I know it won’t be long 

Pull my sutures 
And climb in I’m warm inside 
You’ll breath my lungs 
I’m florescent and infrared 
And I’m yours 

Smoke out the window 
Listen to CD Roms 
You’re like a race car 
You are a palindrome 
And every summer 
Will never be the same 


Going back to Telluride 
Riding round with nothing on 
Staying at your parents’ house 
Acting like there’s nothing wrong 
Going back to Telluride 
Sleeping with the TV on 
Darling so coledified 
Oh, I know it won’t be long
credits
from The Interstellar Tennis Championship, track releases September 18, 2020 
Bass by Reed Gaines 
Drums by Garrett Fracol 
Keys by Andre Bernier 
Vocals & Guitar by Carter Vail 
Written, Produced & Mixed by Carter Vail
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Computer Love Song

This isn’t like you, San Francisco 
All of life’s a silent disco 
That’s what they told you back in flight school 
Before you learned to fly 

And later on in your compartment 
You draw the shades and sit in darkness 
Reading screens on aeronautics 
Measure space and time 

Don’t know where you’re going to land 
In California or Japan 

With your helmet on 
And pens in your pocket 
Think of the girl that you loved in college 
She kept your shirt and you built a rocket 
It wouldn’t fit you now 

The Falls been cold but space is freezing 
Houston tells me how you’re feeling 
These knobs and buttons have no meaning 
They flicker on and off 

I won’t ever understand 
If you’re a comet or a man 

If the station close and the stars don’t glimmer 
If you might want to come home for the Winter 
The Teflon suits and polyester 
Hang them by the door
credits
from The Interstellar Tennis Championship, releases September 25, 2020 
Bass by Reed Gaines 
Drums by Garrett Fracol 
Keys by Andre Bernier 
Vocals & Guitar by Carter Vail 
Written, Produced & Mixed by Carter Vail
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all rights reserved

Space is Lonely, That's OK!

Space Is Lonely, That's OK!

Carter Vail is an artist whose music is at once deeply intriguing and nostalgic. His songs, bundled in bright synths, distorted guitars and a “we’ll do it live” production style, are both energetic and intensely lyrically focused, bringing to mind acts like The National, The Cure & Local Natives.

Inspired by a musical household in Connecticut, Carter developed a deep love for sound, leading him to study Audio Engineering, and move to Nashville, TN. While producing acts like Kid Sistr, Sabel and Jillian Dawn, he released his debut album ‘Red Eyes.’

Carter will be releasing his sophomore project, ‘The Interstellar Tennis Championship,’ in September of 2020.

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