Uncrowded

You Were Wrong

Kevin Krauter - Wind

recorded & mixed @ Grandma's Dojo in Los Angeles
ilya: vox, guitar
hari: harmonies, guitar, percussion
patrick taylor: bass
tim phillips: synth
miles senzaki: drums
winter beach songs / lost coast ballads ASCAP

Blue Dream

don't get ur hopes up when you're always down
the higher u fly the harder you'll hit the ground
i felt something i haven't felt before
a feeling i promised to keep behind closed doors

the waiting game
i hate it
the waiting game
i hate it

you're really under my skin
i don't know where u begin

don't fake a smile like you're a circus clown
the longer u tread the more likely u will drown
i felt something i haven't felt before
instead of being satisfied i still want more

the waiting game
i hate it
the waiting game
i hate it

you're really under my skin
i don't know where u begin

the waiting game
the waiting game

you're really under my skin
i don't know where u begin

the waiting game

'Where Have All My Friends Gone?' -- new BOYO LP
coming May, 22 2020 on Park the Van
written & performed by Robert Tilden

co-produced by Robert Tilden & Chad Copelin
mixed by Chad Copelin

PR: hector@chromaticpr.com
Label: watson@parkthevan.com

Lyrics:
Weather the storm / Hide me under rubble and dirt Hear the thunder/ Rain down on me / Bring you army Its our dogma / Its our story 
Weather the storm / Hide me under rubble and dirt Hear the thunder/ Rain down on me / Bring you army Its our dogma / Its our story

"Tough Kid" by BOYO

Imaginary Tricks - Art Flakey (EP)
Spring 2020 - Park the Van
Produced by Sam Cohen

Purchase: https://imaginarytricks.bandcamp.com/album/art-flakey

LYRICS: 

I’m going to burn off my junk, jump up and down, kick up some dust, live the delirium high, full sigh, I am not making this up, getting turned deep inside my gut, no more will I need to hide, here’s why...
You can be it, yes believe it, be the seeded,
Fear a theist, cheat elitist, be the sweetest!
You an I will make the world believe that nothing ever could change our mind
Oh no there’s more growing up!? Humility’s something that I can’t duck!? 
I haven’t any more time, here’s why, Houston is hovering above, boogie man coming with big ol' guns, something you thought that was dead, says hi.
You can be it,  yes believe it, be the seeded,
Fear a theist, cheat elitist, be the sweetest! 
Go delete it – you don’t need it, so they don’t see it.
You and I will make the world believe that nothing ever could change our mind

"Believe It" by Imaginary Tricks

Out May 1, 2020 on Park the Van
www.parkthevan.com
watson@parkthevan.com

"Bunko's Party" by Mediocre Cafe

"Another Wave Is Coming" out on Park The Van Nov. 20

Preorder the album: https://emilyedrosa.bandcamp.com/album/another-wave-is-coming

Lyrics:

Underneath the desk at best, I always thought I’d figure out the rest and never take it back. 

Marked out all that I could get, waiting for something to snap and then you know it’s gone to plan.

And they’ve got plans, and cell phone plans. And they’ve got plans, and university common sense.
And they’ve got plans for things that I don’t understand.
And I’ve got plans, I plan to pace around the room. So turn and face the..

Keep your keys right in your hands, and don’t talk to me about self defence. I lost, but at least I never had a boss.
Slept until the dead of day there isn’t nothing I wouldn’t do for pay except, maybe make a loss.

And they’ve got plans, and cell phone plans. And they’ve got plans, and university common sense.
And they’ve got plans for things that I don’t understand.
And I’ve got plans, I plan lose some sleep for you

So turn and face the bored today.
They’re swapping uniforms for pay.
I’m swapping all the chords that I can’t play.
And nothings going on today.

"NCEA" by Emily Edrosa

Lyrics:

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Eastside style with a Westside smile
I’m on a Peugot in the Palisades
woah that’s different but it’s cool different
hear the tambo rattle of the rattlesnake
we were hangin’ underneath the bleachers
in my army green colored cargo shorts
I stopped & stuttered turnaround and muttered
damn, I guess I’m a dork
AHHH!
yeah yeah yeah
catch me by the bluffs when the sun goes down
a buzzin’ barfly in Silver lake
feels like Summer in September ‘neath the Eucalyptus
end the verses with a shake shake
we were hangin’ underneath the bleachers
in my army green colored cargo shorts
I stopped & stuttered turnaround and muttered
damn, I guess I’m a dork
AHHH!
yeah yeah yeah
I’m feeling mellow
your feeling mellow
we’re feeling mellow yellow in the parking lot
uh huh

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Lyrics:

We had made plans for yesterday
But you didn’t keep them
You kept me waiting
You’re forty minutes late
You said you lost track of time
What a stupid lie
Maybe I’ll lower my expectations
At least I can’t get hurt
Maybe I’ll lower my expectations
At least I’ll find someone
I think I’ve played it cool
You make me act like a fool
What the hell is wrong with me
I’m trying my very best
My heart’s overgrown
I feel it heavy in my chest
Maybe I’ll lower my expectations
At least I can’t get hurt
Maybe I’ll lower my expectations
At least I’ll find someone

Lower My Expectations

"Lower My Expectations" by Nari

"Came in the game as a youngin'
started parking vans
then I started Park the Van. "

"NCEA" by Emily Edrosa

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