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Written by Lexi Aviles (Love You Later), Bre Kennedy, and Kyle Dreaden
Produced by Kyle Dreaden
Guitar by Andrew Smith
Bass by Reagan Renfrow
Drums by Garrison Burgess

Keepintouch

Stream

made with garageband + live piano sample by me
cover art by me

Spiral Iris (demo)

There's a balance that's off in my brain
Where I can't ever treat you the same
I won't complain and I can't explain
But I want to and it's a shame

I'm constantly stuck in my head
I'll spend of the rest of the day in bed
The blinds in my room are always shut
I don't wanna see anyone

I really think I wanna be happy
But I don't think that's part of God's plan
I really miss the sound of you laughing
I just really want to hold your hand
And I don't know why any of this happened
But I won't be around one day
I pray, I'll come to terms with my decay
I woke up today so I deserve a bouquet I guess

Bouquet

Believe me when I said
I wish I chose these words instead
I would rewrite them
But I'm not much of a poet

And all of our friends all gathered there
I wanted to ask but I just stare
I found a strand of your hair
On my Jawbreaker shirt

Everyone believes
In their own bullshit
You have cigarette breathe
And I just can't quit

I'm afraid of the quiet
That comes along with it
So I just swallow the words
And choke on them

And you go walking in your garden
Where everything is dead
"If you loved them
You would water them anyway"

No, no you treat me like a book
So many pages overlooked
I wonder if you'll buy my story
This time

And I guess owe a debt
I should just pay it off instead
I really want things to work out
This time

And it feels like pulling teeth
To see which one of us cares the least
If I didn't why would I even
Try?

Jawbreaker Shirt

Written by Lexi Aviles (Love You Later), Bre Kennedy, and Kyle Dreaden
Produced by Kyle Dreaden

Girl With Headphones

Written by Lexi Aviles (Love You Later), Garrison Burgess,
and Reagan Renfrow

Produced by Garrison Burgess and Kyle Dreaden
Mixed by Kyle Dreaden
Mastered by Adam Grover at Sterling Sound

Are You Gonna Care When I Die?

In the End It Always Does

Sad to Breathe

Written by Lexi Aviles(Love You Later), Gabe Reali, and LIXA

Produced by LIXA and Kyle Dreaden

Mixed by Kyle Dreaden

Mastered by Adam Grover at Sterling Sound

Long Sleeves

A double a-side single featuring:

a. Color in the 70s
aa. Brittle Inside
credits
released April 4, 2020

Words and music: Marshmallow Fortresses
Music*: Holocaust Nancy

*Color in the 70s is a remix of an original Marshmallow Fortresses song.

Photography: Marshmallow Fortresses

Color in the 70s / Brittle Inside

Brittle Inside

The way you turn your head towards him
is an unsolvable problem.
It’s a fraction of
the fading sunset,
a subset of this exhausted era.
The logic of your new mascara
and the rosy gloss
spread across your lips,
in the applied mathematics
of the over-dramatic,
lead to the conclusion 
of our relationship.

Why is the value of your ex-
undefined
and your feelings the variable
in the pitiless language
of zeros and ones --
of zeros 
and the ones
who leave the zeros behind?

The way you glow when he’s mentioned 
is a futile equation.
Fractal versions 
of my worst moments,
a sequence of sordid hypotheses
along the axes of impossibilities
that cut through the extremes of desire 
to shame and out liars.
This is the applied physics
of the chronically heartsick,
the shortest distance 
between two disappointments 
unspooling in a line 
on an average day 
in the mean time.

Your heart’s already
accounted for,
minus me  
and adding him instead.
But when did I
stop counting in your head?

[And here's a joke that didn't make the cut:
"You put the fib in Fibonacci"]

I Stopped Counting [as always, click on title for lyrics]

Before the entrance to the pub stands a doorkeeper.  Inside the pub a small crowd has gathered:  Lou Reed, Jonathan Richman and Mark Eitzel, Morrissey, Robert Pollard, Paul Westerberg and the elusive Don Lennon, the smart men from Wire and the surly Philip Larkin, Paddy McAloon, the good folks of Underworld and Yo La Tengo, Grant McLennan and Robert Forster, Ian Curtis and Lisa Germano, Annika Norlin, Stew, Mark E. Smith, Babybird, Rilke, and still others.  To this doorkeeper comes Marshmallow Fortresses, who prays for admittance.  The doorkeeper thinks it over for a moment, then answers, “Not now.”  
	Many days and years pass.  The pub door is always open, and through it he hears one miraculous song after another.  Marshmallow Fortresses repeatedly asks to enter so that he may  commune with his heroes, but the doorkeeper always responds in the same indifferent manner: “Not now.”  
	In time Marshmallow Fortresses grows old and his hearing begins to fail.  He gestures to the doorkeeper, who curtly asks, “What is it this time?”  In a creaky whisper, Marshmallow Fortresses observes, “How does it happen that for all these many years no one but myself has begged for entry here?”  The doorkeeper bursts out laughing.  “Are you serious?  Every  aging Smiths fan has been crowding this door since forever.  But, as for you, I’m now going to shut it for good.”

(An altar to Franz Kafka)   

tl: dr    Wire did it all, and did it all better


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