I Am Not A Robot (cover)

a 4-song EP originally released on 1019 records as a split cassette w/ New Bengal Spice

Hermit Convention - Useless

Hermit Convention - Your Best Friend's Favorite Song

Ray Tracer(EMPEROR X)

this song is part of a Hermit Convention/Grizzel Toe split cassette released on Bridgetown Records June 2011  http://www.bridgetownrecords.info/

Hermit Convention - Kafkaesque

i'm holden caufield and so are you we were born to play it tore up and faded out on a next level basis face to the current but currently faceless double whiskey double flannel double down with the devil on your handlebars these beckoning stars beam us the fuck up to mars lingering just a little too much should've heeded your words but i needed the crutch that summer i had leatherface "mush" on repeat on repeat beat down by the crush holy spirit hope you hear it won't fall asleep 'cause i fear it i'm sinking but i'm fine there's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind

Double Flannel

death to the trolls rake the coals ashes ashes we all overdose on the mountain of hope trying to cope some find allah and some find dope i'm a creature of habit got a little of both puff on a preroll listen to the pope he said poverty's not an accident that's his two cents that's droppin' a real gem i won't back down petty said at the gates of hell code red code red oh my good god damn i've contemplated i've concentrated i've been the hated but i've also been loved and that's the difference been at odds with the u.s. department of defense since the day i discovered their existence shout out to the resistance if you're my enemy then you're my enemy's friend russian roulette reservoir dogs ending kinda sick of pretending flipping off a motorcade are we bending or breaking are we sean hannity pedophile insanity boycott everything but don't be mad at me civil war imminent that's our sentiment no single soul i know trust the government we drop the ball pick it up then punt it need to draw the line but it's hard being hunted always on the run tryin' to dodge the crosshairs always watch your back 'cause you know that they're out there always on the run tryin' to dodge the crosshairs always wondering if there's anyone who cares

Death To The Trolls

broke down america here’s another martyr for ya restitutions can wait while executions dash cam style take precedent evict the presidents and their dick pic of a slow death to disgust degrade our trust like it was designed to rust like flint michigan like st. louis like nina simone spoke to us to every blasted kid in a MAGA hat check your shit open the library doors open to the people’s history of the united states just in case you’re not a rothschild walton koch or gates not many are not many still become attuned to the illuminatic will for blood to spill and for the order to build some run for hills some pop pills discover new skills new school got a way out by skirting the bills pharma bro hate him bro hate him like he’s the only one though water on gremlins and feign to not know gouda grows when your glance goes the other way now it’s payday better pray pray for your soul babe ‘cause you are not made not many are not many still become attuned to the illuminatic will for blood to spill and for the order to build i’ll take the yang with the yin big bang to end not begin i’m feelin’ you man feelin’ your insecurities like it’s my own hands seriously man the evidence is piling up my inner nihilist is firing up fire all these motherflippin’ goosesteppin’ clowns whose shame knows no bounds no bounds no bounds infinite rounds jesus come back and get us out i only say it ‘cause i wanna believe like a death row inmate with no reprieve no reprieve no reprieve i only say it ‘cause i wanna believe like a death row inmate with no reprieve it’s the bottom of the ninth so set us free

Bottom Of The 9th

Nevermind my expectations I didn't need them anyway just found out that Alias died I really loved that song he wrote called Divine Disappointment it was an anthem for me and now he's free and I'm heavy my team's on a mission Kevin Love is our addition gonna hit those threes and realize that a hard breeze could drop us to our knees make us choke and wheeze it's all in the brain but the heart brings the pain sometimes you feel like a statue one that's dying and no one can tell so they walk on by ignoring your pain one day you will stop them maybe start bleeding out your eyes and clear the Gaza skies welcome to the new world bursting at the seams gonna scan you and ban you and you're lucky if they don't send a drone your way incarcerate you for coming out black brown or just being true

Kevin Love

Bearing the brunt with heaven beside us they're laughing and pointing shameful and pious unconsciously subverting humanity claiming they're mad at me but it's just their vanity

We hold up our hands they unload their armory commence to dance with ARs no melody I'm running out of hallways and churches all war zones in these days shattered bones and birches

Oozing out from bruises that spoiled losers so rotten annoyingly prosperous hate from within I could not begin to process your arrogance success per inheritance 

Doubling down on each revelation these roots are the truth your lies our salvation the call from beyond to know we'd been conned had already been written

Birches

Afraid Of Nothing (Sharon Van Etten cover)

portland i wanna marry your daughter dance with your dad crash on the couch at your sisters portland you're so idealistic your mystical shit shimmers in miles of river portland we locked eyes as we kissed while you playfully dissed on my hipness with listlessness portland where does malkmus live he's got no room to give so he keeps his address to himself p-town down in the fountain got kicked in the shin by mice so modest you're an indie rock goddess portland we just got here and peter left yesterday

thank god we're not them but we don't fall very far from did you get my text it was an arrogant apology not innocuous and i'm sorry that you take every word i say literally thank god we're not them with movie posters hanging where the holes used to be history channel documentary flooding the room with the future doom of our past lives thank god we're not them rolling like a stuntman treating the concrete like that hill in the park in the rain and the dark when peppermint schnapps coated tongues and numbed collapsing lungs thank god we're not them but we don't fall very far from did you have your kid is she ruling the playground like you did and i'm sorry that you take every word i say literally

Thank God We're Not Them

I recorded this for the "Smashed 40 : Slummer Jams" double cassette release on Folktale Records.  http://www.folktalerecords.com/

Hermit Convention - Somewhere in Brooklyn(Bruno Mars cover)

Hermit Convention - Bill and Holly(Grizzel Toe cover)

A stalwart of the Santa Cruz music scene, Hermit Convention is the one-man bass looping project of Craig Prentice (ex-Depth Charge Revolt). Though easily bringing to mind the stream-of-consciousness songwriting of Bob Pollard and Guided by Voices, Hermit Convention's music aims to connect on an entirely different level. Weaving together a pastiche of lyrical snapshots consisting of past memories and drunken recollections, Hermit Convention may come off as purposefully obscure. However, it's a criticism that is muted upon repeat listens, as Prentice's true genius lies in crafting songs that are built like forests. It's easy to see why those who don't get it are really just aiming for the trees.

-Lee Bedrouni

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