Kai Child - After 2am

Song of the month for September.

Artwork by Wesley Heaton

-Fall Into Place-
Sleep late then worry about the day
Drift off when nothing is okay
And if its bound to happen it will fall into place
That's what I believed but not it's on my face

Never alone when I need to be
No company when my soul is weak
Always awake when I need to sleep
Sleeping when she's next to me

Do you want, do you want someone like me in your life?
Cos I need anyone who can get me by
I fly higher everyday my eyes focused on that pane
I sink further in my ways don't think I can make this play out

Never alone when I need to be
No company when my soul is weak
Always awake when I need to sleep
Sleeping when she's next to me

Fall Into Place

Penthesilea is a ballad for a lost pet and friend. Penthelsilea, meaning Queen of The Amazon, was a lifelong pet of drummer Dan Fetterolf and the song was written to commemorate their beautiful life together. The song ebbs and flows through pointy guitar licks, surging bass rhythms, and intricate drum patterns all below Brady Sklar’s crooning vocals. Luke Waldrop creates a raucous foundation on rhythm guitar, and Dan Fetterolf and Wesley Heaton enter the track for sing-along choruses before a break that leaves the listener in an existential shock.

Penthesilea

Recorded and mixed at the Brooks Center for the Performing Arts by Daddy's Beemer

Additional Vocals by Mikal Frazier

Special thanks to:
Bubba
Christian
Jackson and Biffy
LaCroix

Rain Dance

Dedicated to Victor Alexander Jones

yr average dance punk...

Music written by: Victor Alexander Jones
Arrangements by: Ian T. Burrell

Lyrics:

Rob me of the raptors
That pick apart my thoughts
When royalty is passing
You send me all your hearts

Harm me straight and sideways
Hangin on a vine
Even though you love me
I know you love me blind

Talk, Talk, Wounded

One time on an aeroplane
One time in a drive through
Even though you’re made of bricks
You have me and I’ve you

Improvise the next five times
Think about the next five lines
On your feet i’m incomplete
Without these zany little scenes

Talk, Talk, Wounded

I don’t love you but the kids do

But the kids... the kids, the kids, the kids, the kids, the kids... Mmmmm...

Talk, Talk, Wounded

.........

Engineered by: Caleb Stein, Arthur Stover, Garret Edson, and Joseph Rasbold

Produced & Mixed by: Ian T. Burrell

Musicians: 
Guitar, Sax, Bass, and Vox: Ian T. Burrell
Drums: Arthur Stover
Guitar Solo: Nick Lees

big black car

Dan Fetterolf

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