We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” If you'd like to dive deeper into the underlying concept and meaning behind it, you can check out the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song and listen to our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”! The two complete EP's represent our struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =) 

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Katie Larson for her Cello work at the beginning of Aloha, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines in the original and rework of Thigh Tattoo, and to the rest of our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016 

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound

Sincerely, Swimtrunks

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I AM A WOLF, YOU ARE THE MOON (Craig Wedren & Isaac Carpenter)

You have kaleidoscope veins 
Jagged blue lines on the boardwalk 
Giddily, sweep me off my feet, I am incomplete, madly slinging twine 

Lost like a toddler 
Cradling arms 
They kiss you and want you to sing 
Cause you haven't waged any wars 
Or offed your wings yet

Tony Hawk Christian Rock

I bought me some camels but I couldn't smoke all of them, my friends are bums. :P 
I bought me some candles because my room smells like shit, with the faint stench of fish in the stitch of my carpet. 

Can you make yourself give a fuck? 
Can you make yourself up? 

You couldn't help it, you were a southern boy, 
bred through and through by the waters of the Ouachita - 
you spent enough time outside to have a perspective the stars could condone, 
to each his own 
collection of meaningless woe. 

Oh no, 
you don't have to know.

Camels

https://vimeo.com/157334122

I'm worrying about you 
worrying about me 
worrying about you, 

I thought I'd write a tune 
worrying about you 
worrying about me. 

Why worry when we see 
that there's a might in everything? 

Aloha! 
I love you. 
I'm sorry, please forgive me! 
Thank you very much. 
I love you, 
Aloha! 

Why rent a boat 
why fly a car 
why stay afloat 
when worry's not too far? 
Why snag a quote 
why raise the bar 
why sing a note 
when worry's not too far?

We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” In order to help you better understand the underlying concept and meaning behind it, we'd encourage you to examine the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song. As well, check out our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”. The two complete EP's represent the struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =)

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines, and to the rest our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound

Aloha

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGipsRdNR_c

I am nothing, wandering in excess
humming to the tune the sky conveys. 
Every secret seems to go unnoticed.
That's the game, that's the game,
you never wanted a part,
and I can't explain the reprimanded
value that I handed out so free.
Won't you take it from me.
Won't you take it from me? 
But it's burning cause the stakes are too damn high.

Beethoven left thousands of songs 
unfinished when he croaked.
I've spoken with his ghost, 
he told me, "Love's a toast to your brain's 
inability to see 
it's been a joke for the whole party."
And so it goes,
"and so it goes, 
and so it goes."

We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” In order to help you better understand the underlying concept and meaning behind it, we'd encourage you to examine the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song. As well, check out our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”. The two complete EP's represent the struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =)

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines, and to the rest our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound

Ladies And Gentlemen, Mr. Kanye Twitty

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWq4yXpuRJE

"In my car the other day, I hear this, "love." And in it, they compare to love. And I don't think that's right. To love: I don't think that's peaceful."

Katherine,
you were drinking coffee by the mic stand
i ran by and took a sip
the earth spins,
now i'm gulping and 
i'm breathing in the oxygen again

our "when i'm with you.."'s leave a

tattoo of your hand on my thigh
eight arms and a stetson stitched on my eye
not what you've got to lose
but what what you've got to choose from

wandering 
playing by the sundry fire kite man
bite down let it be a ride
the earth spins,
oh please darling i don't need anything you can't already give

don't you fall with my two left shoes
just groove..

We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” In order to help you better understand the underlying concept and meaning behind it, we'd encourage you to examine the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song. As well, check out our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”. The two complete EP's represent the struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =)

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines, and to the rest our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound

Thigh Tattoo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AY8DiJEy6WQ

Mr. Mojo's on the horizon 
surfing the spin of the stars 
deceived at first by their magnetic gravitude

for at closer observation 
they seemed immensely stellar 
ever unswallowed by the nova's 
of a friend they call 
a neighbor 
of a friend on the run

though their core's a warm place 
their surface screams fire 
destined to choke on the ash as it clogs every hole 
and seeps like a sweat 
cremation

We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” In order to help you better understand the underlying concept and meaning behind it, we'd encourage you to examine the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song. As well, check out our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”. The two complete EP's represent the struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =)

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines, and to the rest our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound

Mr. Mojojojo

www.youtube.com/watch?v=6r7DqEz1O4E 

Staunch reputation, 
you can't give a hug without rebound, 
bouncing around anxiety bound 
for Chinese finger traps wound from 
mental gout in your gut that just won't give it up. 
Rode the bluff on the bus 
that you don't give a fuck, 
(but I do, but I do, but I do) 
by the blunt, some are just more corrupt and 
cops won't (don't) always cuff, 
sometimes don't put trust in the government. 
Your time turns to rust when you find the fear 
thrust inside of us. 
It's a wondrous lust: 
the golden buzz or the bust. 

Cynics live 
inside a lie, 
they wonder, "why?" 

They wonder why 
we wander by and 
then we die. 

They feel 
to cry is shy, 
they wonder, "why?" 

They wonder why 
we'd wander by 
(we'd live a lie) 
and then we'd die. 

They wonder why 
we wander by 
(we live a lie) 
and then we die. 

You don't, 
you don't know so I don't, 
I don't care cause you know, 
you know where my lies go.

We're so thankful that you're listening to our new EP, “Sincerely, Swimtrunks.” In order to help you better understand the underlying concept and meaning behind it, we'd encourage you to examine the links you'll find in the lyrics of each song. As well, check out our first EP, “Doldrum Dreams”. The two complete EP's represent the struggle to find life’s purpose, an exploration to apathy and back, “Doldrum Dreams” being the internalization of irrelevance, and “Sincerely Swimtunks” an attempt to reinvent life’s motivations. We hope that you too can find solace in our examination and auditory expression of one of life’s biggest questions! =)

Utmost thanks to everyone who helped us make this record. Thanks to Darian Stribling for helping us track so much of this, Jordan Trotter for mastering, Molly Wheat and Ben Drain for their help on Rocket Quaffle, our best friend and roommate Jaren Evans for supporting and aiding at every turn, Jacob "Bubby" Phillips and Reed Gotcher for offering to let us use some of their recording equipment, Jeremy Buethe for letting us use the bass line he wrote for Mr. Mojojojo, Chris Sloan for his comedic lines, and to the rest our families and loved ones most of all.

Credits:
released October 15, 2016

Music, Lyrics by: Couch Jackets 
Recorded at: Blue Chair in Austin, AR 
Mastered by: Jordan Trotter of Lockheed Sound