My Kind of Woman (Mac Demarco Cover)

Took an instrumental song off Mac's 'salad days' demos album, put original lyrics over it, and fucked around with the tempo a bit. bless

Ken the Wolf Boy (Mac Demarco Remix)

After the Gold Rush (Neil Young Cover)

she takes her coffee cold
and drinks it slow
says i like it black you know
just like my soul
she's an intellectual millennial 

she's always so in the know
with new lingo
oh the way she waves hello
is like monroe
she's an intellectual millennial 

oh she's the biggest fan of disneyland
you know that's the truth
and if there is a god i've gotta stop
and say "thank you dude"
but if she's in the mood
oh, she'll love you too

she goes with me to the show
and loves to smoke
got all her vintage clothes
and faux fur coats
she's an intellectual millennial

oh she's the biggest fan of disneyland
you know that's the truth
and if there is a god i've gotta stop
and say "thank you dude"
but if she's in the mood
oh, she'll love you too

she loves bukowski
and gets kinda rowdy
not really naughty
just likes to party
she's an intellectual millennial

oh she's the biggest fan of disneyland
you know that's the truth
and if there is a god i've gotta stop
and say "thank you dude"
but if she's in the mood
oh, she'll love me too

i guess i'm screwed

released November 20, 2015 
Production :: Starving Artists (Avi Durchfort and Dalton Ricks) 
Guitars, Vocals :: Nicolas Curcio 
Bass, Guitars, Backing Vocals, Keyboards, Percussion :: Avi Durchfort

Intellectual Milennial

*original recording for a USC student film

jump the fence with me, my friend
we can live in a house of gold
everyone grows tired and old
in their sweet suburban homes

well  I can’t sleep with  my eyes closed
everyone around here knows
and I can’t stand to see you go
i will take my father’s throne

later on, man, you will be gone man
show some care, then, for the dead 
all you are, is, a bit of salt
lay your head down in the ground

agony in the key  of c
baby quit you’re whining please
oh my brother I can see
everything you take from me

point that thing away from me
this is real, not make believe
you and i are family
and it don’t easy or free

cry my father and die my son
so take my body and my blood
part of you is a part of me
it will be clear wait and see

later on, man, you will be gone man
show some care, then, for the dead 
all you are, is, a bit of salt
lay your head down in the ground

later on, man, you will be gone man

House of Gold

Yes, I was stupid/crazy enough to learn this goddamn 14 minute song.

Leaving LA (Father John Misty Cover)

recorded by nicolas curcio in the music room
mixed and mastered by dalton ricks
foto by maddie leach

lyrics
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i was lifted from my body
in a ***** hotel lobby
it was snowing like a movie
your jacket smelled just like coffee
your jacket smelled just like coffee

you smile and wave “come on over”
we line up to waste all your time
a great actor knows it's all one big joke
make it up as you go, it's alright

i was drinking the finest beverage
making a fool of myself
i tried to swoop on your new girlfriend
i think she only spoke italian
yes i'm sure, she only spoke italian

you smile and wave, “it’s all over”
we quietly disperse from the line
a great actor knows it's all one big joke
make it up as you go til you die

*awkward whistle solo*

i was crying the next morning
just wanted to meet gus van sant
i flew back to my apartment
and sat with my head in my hands

i sat with my head in my hands, oh berlin,
i sat with my head in my hands

berlin

run your mouth, turn it down
tell the truth, god is youth and

don't believe in love, don't believe in love, no
don't look above, don't look above, no

she says "you're self conscious and obnoxious
right down to your jeans
you're lazy lately, but don't hate me
go find some other friends
and be a real man"

let's get real, man
be a real man
let's get real, man

write a song, hit a bong
find the note, sing it strong, man
don't believe in love, don't believe in love, no
try to be tough, but she likes it rough, oh

she said "wow, that lipstick makes me real sick
go take off that dress
you're a pissy playboy
just a decoy
go find some other friends
and be a real man"

let's get real man
be a real man
let's get real man

Nicolas Curcio

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