2015

Taken from the LP: "Sometimes I Sit And Think, And Sometimes I Just Think" - Released on March 23rd Worldwide


Australia:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag 'link'

UK/Europe/Rest of World:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Amazon: Standard LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitamzlp 
Rough Trade: Deluxe orange vinyl gatefold LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitrt 
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag 'link'
Recordstore: Standard LP and singed print http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitrs

USA/Canada:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Amazon: Standard LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitamzlp 
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag http://po.st/sometimesisitmp

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Pedestrian At Best Available on 7" 16th March 2015 (pre-order link to Rough Trade)

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Clip by Charlie Ford @ http://www.charliefofo.com

PEDESTRIAN AT BEST was written by Courtney Barnett

I love you I hate you 
I’m on the fence it all depends 
whether I’m up I’m down 
I’m on the mend 
transcending all reality. 
I like you despise you admire you 
what are we gonna do 
when everything all falls through? 
I must confess I’ve made a mess 
of what should be a small success 
but I digress 
at least I’ve tried my very best I guess. 
This that the other 
why even bother, 
it won’t be with me on my death bed, 
but I’ll still be in your head.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

My internal monologue 
is saturated analogue, 
It’s scratched and drifting, 
I’ve become attached to the idea 
it’s all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, 
I’ve got no idea how I even got here. 
I’m resentful 
I’m having an existential time crisis, 
what bliss, daylight savings won’t fix this mess. 
Underworked and oversexed 
I must express my disinterest, 
the rats are back inside my head 
what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide,
I dislike this internal diatribe 
when I try to catch your eye 
I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen 
I don’t know why it affects me like this when you’re not even mine to consider.
Erroneous.
Harmonious.
I’m hardly sanctimonious.
Dirty clothes, I suppose, 
we all outgrow ourselves.
I’m a fake, 
I’m a phoney, 
I’m awake, 
I’m alone, 
I’m homely, 
I’m a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

2015

laurendevine