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False Teeth

American Beauty - The Gang Gets Emo

From The Hotelier's "Home, Like Noplace Is There" LP out now on Tiny Engines

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The Hotelier - Among The Wildflowers

Oso Oso debut LP Real Stories of True People Who Kind of Looked Like Monsters Available June 9, 2015. SoftSpeakRecords.com

Oso Oso - Where You've Been Hiding

It Looks Sad. "Kaiju" Digital Single out 6/26/15 on Tiny Engines 

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https://tinyengines.bandcamp.com/album/kaiju
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/kaiju-single/id997770397

It Looks Sad. - Creature

original song by black country, new road
cover, all instruments, prod and editing by me (jack boyson)

concorde (black country, new road cover)

A single from my new album "Don't Leave", dropping August 14th

The Path

dynamic& melodic

instrumental intro ]

then minutes to go,
time rush like a  storm,  
daily routine is killing you fast, 
not slowly,

you'r listening might your last one song
your decision was made
there you stay 
where you come
if you ever go

[ instrumental intermezzo ]
[ guitar electric dark slow reefs solo ]

[ ref]

Where you wanna go?
What you wanna reach
Whom you'r gonna meet?
Feel, before you think!

no way how to pass 
obstacles killing you not slowly, 
killing  you fast
every morning, every day
you woke up, didn't want to stay

resisting, fighting, failing
no help is coming
no backpack 
no survivor kit
just your last one song is playing

[ ref]

Where you wanna go?
What you wanna reach
Whom you'r gonna meet?
Feel, before you think!

your song, you'v chosen
is playing
in to the dark
watching your footprints
giving you an  idea
of last meaning
of last  being.

[ instrumental outro ]

There you wanna go!

Lyrics:
There’s something soothing about a day job that ruins your clothes. It’s miserable but comforting to know that there’s a couch and weed at home waiting for me. 
I’m a savant on the road. 
I’m a fuck up when I’m home. 
I’ll still be washing dishes when I’m 40 years old with my kidneys cakes and braces on both my knees. 
Outside every inside joke, with my busted ears ringing, God knows I miss being at home. 
This was Mecca before the property value changed. 
Everywhere I love became everything that I hate. Now there’s no room for broke asses like me. 
I don’t want to lose track of my friends but distance is fucked. 
It’s not that I don’t care I’m just awful at keeping up. 
There’s just no room in my head between the scrambled names and worn off piston rings. 
I’m outside every inside joke with my busted ears ringing. God knows I miss being at home.

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oso oso

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