Southern rock from Tallahassee, Florida.  Taylor Ross, age 23, played all the instruments on this album, breaking bones in a freak accident while flailing arms and head during a drum session. He finished, recording with his neck turned at a 90-degree for weeks on end. Pain killers may have been consumed. Surface To Air Missive became a band of four members.  They met Matthewdavid from Leaving records, who brought the album to Stones Throw. Leaving & Stones Throw have pressed 300 copies of the vinyl, all of which were commandeered by the band. Get the digital here:
http://www.stonesthrow.com/store/album/surface/surface-to-air-missive

Surface to Air Missive - The Heat

My Way Back Home (How Do They Even Know )

does ur heart know whats right in front of your eyes?

infrontofureyes

another old song i did a demo for once 
time flies when you dont get up to much in particular

coma

well what a cheap card for language to play
when there are no better words to portray my being a worthless welterweight, than they
she said her flight was morning Wednesday
and it's not economical for her to stay
and at this point there's no return, it’s a little too much to pay

she met again my descent for the accent
pulled me in and put me up to a liquored lament
and wrote me down, though I had hardly made a dent, or any sense
I'm living off wine, but to who's detriment?
I'm still written off by the would be sentiments
or perhaps I just cooked them
seems I'm a dead-end mistook for an ill, will-weakened friend
yeah we all tend to overlook the hems, when we're on the send

both he and I run demise for elation
so I'd have her know no less volition or dedication than his addiction
to non-prescription, sleeping and pain relieving, medication
when she comes to the bloody country, my guilty nation 

but I can't call it a win when I'm still stuck here, just waiting
I'm calling it in, me and him are being impatient
fuck, he's getting thin, doing heroin by my waist-end  
losing, but first place wasted
yeah, again, it looks like we’re racing
away from what we ain’t facing





lil bitch on big shred xxxx

de la

sandy cohen

a little closer to death cause that is our purpose

cynicism

don't say
you'll never see the light again
it doesn't matter where you've been

some times just passed me by
and I don't know where it's been
just trying to find some peace of mind
it's lost outside my head
it's not done easier than said

you know -
even if your heart's not made up
who you think of when you wake up?

some times it's passing and I don't know where it's been
spent some time to make things right
when I don't feel a thing

you go out tonight to feel some light
but I think i need I some time


i dont need some time 
i might need some time

easier said

so long forgotten

some days I relate to the past in an awful way and others not so much

Jaime Sacchero @jasauphigh on the tenor saxophone



long since I felt you by my side
oh don't the days feel half as light as they once did
know that I found it hard hard to see
can't take the leaves back to the tree where we waited

oh when you drive back into town
don't wanna let me bring you down, you don't need it
I wont see your headlights flood the ground
not since the fire burnt half the town
you can't save it

oh if we'd met in another time
wonder what'd kept you up at night while you lay there?
all of my demons put to light
now I don't dream through half the night while you lay there

leave it

a demo
2013

made some friends and i like them for them


listen at ur own peril

now i know

honky tonk man in https://soundcloud.com/goodmorningisaband
lover of food, wine, life
demos and things

sandy cohen

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