Listening to this has made me both happy and sad, because the lyrics, the stories, the everything behind this record are beautiful. Thank you.

That was just incredible. Jordan speaks to me in so many ways. This has been one of the most beautifully influential pieces of speech i have ever listened to.

Somewhere at the Bottom of the River Between Vega and Altair

The Last Lost Continent

BLAHSUM - NOBODY BLUES

Two Worlds

Windmills

Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains - Acid Song

FLESH (BONUS)

blah blah blah blah blah blah
i dont feel the same
everything has changed
i dont know my name

I Dont Feel The Same

"Conversations" is an audio interview with Jordan about the stories and themes presented in Wildlife. The interview is also coupled with movements from Chad’s “Mixtapes” (which were ideas recorded on a dictaphone that would later shape some of the songs on Wildlife). Everything is open for interpretation by the listener, of course, but it does give a little more insight into the concept of the record.

Interview conducted and edited by Joseph Pedulla.
Further editing and mixing by Brad Vander Lugt.

Conversations

A Letter - La Dispute

dumb song, dumb lyrics, dumb ideology, fun times. mixed like shit. genesse's were flowing!...

i missed my train to freedom heading north, but im stuck here wishing
to get outta this empty feeling and hoping the whole world would just diminish 
im finished with these crowds, and it seems these dark clouds keep pouring down
so im collecting every cent to catch a ride back to my balanced ground
my mind detached from logic, i lost it while i was turning profit
now im walking headless cuz the system had me listed
to tax my brain stem.
its fine though, i never wanted to become a faceless drone in that cult.
cuz im my own, and the only thing you own of mines been stolen away from my home.
ya'll dont have control no more.
im for the cause to destroy your war. 
even though i was scammed into paying a quarter more for organic corn.
thats why im pawning off all of my belongings
ive been stuck fucking up, laying around, lazy and down, and ignoring the law./
but thats that, its not like ive got a raise in 5 years or so./

im still a chump that pays the deposit on 12 bottles, 
and i've about lost it, on adventure to hold the whole world hostage../
but i've got no postage to litter the capitol with a terrorist motive.
just a closed lid on this tupperware full of chemicals to erode pigs./

im gonna soar the skies swiftly, before you destroy the air i breath. 
then like the drug controls the fiend
i'll control the world, encouraging love and unity /
peace, thats just another word for war to me.
and you ask me why im sick of this king?  
im from the east, /
born in 1985 as part of the generation y.  
a generation where this internet shit rules everyones pathetic lives./
hold on, let me post that. so big brother fucking knows that..
i wish i'd disappear and come back as a comet with earth in its path./
im on a trail that leads to my demise, and while my minds going null,
im searching over my mess it seems everyone left, now im here all alone./

i've broken off, and now im slowly floating back into a black hole.
and the pull has got my sanity collapsing twofold inside my fat skull./
im sure when the feeling of love is gone, that nothing matters anymore./
so im on to a new ritual, thats got me creeping through the devils door. 

im dumb, from small town, i love guns, and eat cows
i get drunk and scream loud. then pass out!/

i cant afford air anymore, so im moving on to absorb the soil.
reincarnate into a green plant, cuz i fucking hate where my fucking heads at.
im losing touch with people cuz to most im alien and see through,
but even as a ghost its hard to move on and escape the things i hate the most
and the closest thing i have to reason is this synthetic fucking plan
and even then i cant depend on any helping fucking hand.
thats why im skipping town now. but not for another hour,
i spent 2 bucks to get a coke and i've got a gyro to devour./
i sure hope we all start over with no phones, macs, apps or cable.
cuz theres a beauty in this nature. 
especially when the currents been disabled./
and for anything man made, my intentions arent that great. 
i always pray for ill fate. whether its friend, foe, or family./
i released that anger for one thing, but still, my life means nothing.
im hunting for what could be the answer, but nothing yet has struck me. /
i've built myself a pile of this, and if you don't know what my style is,
baby im a nihilist. /


Baby, I'm A Nihilist

Young Luck

Still Shrill

There ain’t a drop left in my cup.
They had my heart all riled up.
“We own this town. There ain’t a damn thing that could pull us down.”
And when we left the bar that night, I saw the devil he was smiling.
I looked into her Hazel eyes.
I made her promise she would always be beside me.
"Cause for the past few years, something hasn’t felt right.
I watched your face get dark. You used to be so ..."
That phrase had such a ring, “We own this town. 
And there ain’t a damn thing that could pull us down.”
God please forgive me.
I won’t remember this in the morning.
I’m not getting better.
We took a trip to that lonely apartment a ways outside those neon lights,
Where we spent our quiet mornings after those deafening nights.
Outside the devil stood he came to claim what he loaned.
Outside the devil watched he came to take what he owned.
That phrase had such a ring, “We own this town. 
And there ain’t a damn thing that could pull us down.”
God please forgive me.
I won’t remember this in the morning.
I’m not getting better.
That fog, that ice.
If I were sober I’d have known.
Such a beautiful night, but she never made it home.

Bright

Our 4th LP is called Panorama and is available now on Epitaph Records. 
https://ladispute.org

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