Here's our first EP, Doldrum Dreams, fresh as a half dozen glazed at 5 am and hot off the press - our studio in Ben's room at the mellow house fit with a top of the line Mackie 1604 VLZ Pro mixing board circa '94 that we bought at Olsen's in Russellville for $60. 

We all just wanna say a huge thanks to everyone who supports the arts, any form of love, and the pursuit of positivity, i.e. the Jam House Collective, our good friends in tvveeds, Oketo, The Accidentals, DRENCHED, The Rios, the list goes on ~ love you guys.

Doldrum Dreams

couch

I could never believe you 
with my hands tied behind my back 
when I'm slow to react 
but my mind keeps going on and on...

I was waiting for the chance to meet you on a level ground. 
Well, you told me you would be there, 
as if I cared, (but I don't), 
and you told me you were leaving, 
but you weren't 
you bitch :P 

Well, you told me you would be there, then that you were leaving,
why are you such a hypocrite? 

fuck yeah :) ~ FIN

Loffy

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

Feedle 
sew on and so forth needle, 
i can't help but be fetal 
done tried to make things equal 
we're still stuck being futile 
weave it through the cathedrals, 
"I am done being fetal." 
but all will break the easel, 
we're still stuck being futile

Feedle

Lying gets us nowhere, though we're all moving 'round the sun 
If I take a little nap this way 
it doesn't mean I'm not upfront 
I'm just trying not to be obsessed with the idea of the life that I could have with you, 
I'm just dying 
to regress 
as to simplify this mess I've made of what I do. 

"Don't think just breathe 
Don't think just breathe" 

Lighting a burned bridge between me and the purpose I've made, 
But in my~ smoky haze I've forgotten to replace it's arcade 
Every game I've ever played engulfed by flame, left to fade. 
No one's insane we're each of different makes which are arcane

Don't Think Just Breathe

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