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Who Sold My Generation

No Cops

Kook City

You call yourself
One of a kind
But what that is 
UNKNOWN
UNANNOUNCED 
A FUGITIVE

Recorded by Konstantin Kersting @ Airlock, Samford Valley
Mixed and Mastered by Ethan Greaves
Artwork by Alice Rezende & Ethan Greaves
I'M THE VILLAIN SO DON'T EP

I'm The Villain So Don't

The Downstare

I’ve lost a lot of weekends 
In many different ways 
(Holding on for sunny days)
Staying close to my best friends 
The only way to stay 
(Holding on for sunny days)


Wake up in the morning 
Finish up my yawning 
Stumble into coffee head 
Read up on the latest 
News, I still hate it Stumble back into my bed


A morning rollick with a pixel queen 
Beamed into heed shady alleys unclean 
But it’s not the kind of love that I’m looking for 
So I stumble into shoes and out the front door 
A park bench bellows a mechanical drone 
The familiar reminder that I’m not alone 
But it’s not the kind of love that I’m looking for 
Set myself to slumber, looking for more 


This ain’t rebellion, 
This is Sportswear Punk. 
This ain’t rebellion, 
This is Sportswear Punk. 


I’ve lost a lot of weekends 
In many different ways 
(Holding on for sunny days)
Staying close to my best friends 
The only way to stay 
(Holding on for sunny days)


A photo on my social gets past my immunity 
That hungered urge, that need for community 
So I’ll dress up nice and I’ll take a photo 
A snapshot of time, freeze still emotion 
Because I think I am, what I say I am 
Because I think I am, what I say I am 
Because I think I am, what I say I am 
but I’ve got no-one to talk to. 


This ain’t rebellion, 
This is Sportswear Punk. 
This ain’t rebellion, 
This is Sportswear Punk. 


Do we even like it? 
Do we know our name? 
Do we even want it? 
Will it always be the same? 


But I live for that feeling 
That feeling that I’m dreaming 
This earthquake is a-seeping 
The whole world goes all sleepy… 


I’ve lost a lot of weekends 
In many different ways 
I’m holding on to sunny days 


I’ve lost a lot of weekends 
In many different ways 
(Holding on for sunny days)
Staying close to my best friends 
The only way to stay 
(Holding on for sunny days)

But I live for that feeling 
That feeling that I’m dreaming…









Notes

There’s never been a better time to be alone than the present. The entire world is open to you through the internet, you can view beautiful things from older happier days, hear songs sung from more vibrant times, and feel things that you cannot find outside the theatre of your bedroom. The golden age for the introvert. 

Because of this, the late-millennial seem to spend a lot of time in their own heads, thinking about who and what they are, and acting upon what they find. Sharing things that represent how you feel or how you wish to be identified has become almost second nature. 

But this isolation and inward obsession seems to have fucked us up a little bit: anxiety, lack of self-belief, difficulty finding like-minded people who share all your intricate opinions and beliefs. Loneliness, confusion at the point of it all, & despair at how you will find your place in the adult world that was built by generations with totally different ideas & values from your own. 

In these times of absolute solitude, suddenly those that are closest to us become of maximum importance, the friends we hold dearest, whose company lets us escape from such feelings. 

This contradiction is one of many that defines our generation, the ever-revolving cycle of bliss & anxiety, passing from moment. This song was built on this, using chords that change between major (happy) & minor (sad) keys, always looking for the resolution which never quite comes. 

This is at the core of the whole concept of Sportswear Punk. We feel different, we act different, and we want to be different, but we can’t seem to muster any sort of actual rebellion against the world that we feel so alarmingly alien from. We find our own ways to cope; through art, through music, through films, through creative expression, through drugs, through friends, through love, through fashion, through hedonism.
This isn’t rebellion. This is Sportswear Punk.
Joel xx

Kook City

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