Dolphin Fetus

Strawberry Moonshine {Demo}

this is an album of original music we have created over time (except for one song). Thank you everyone who has supported us over the past few months we love you all greatly.  We hope you enjoy this.

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Huey Shy, Sierra, Emanu, Cole Ross, Charles Diamond kilt this bih

Huey Shy, Sierra, Emanu, Cole Ross, Charles Diamond - Dreaming (Prod. Kontent)

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Jonathan Jamison jumped through a ring
It was a big thing to those who hadn’t seen
And there were many many dangerous places to be
Magnificently special and splendidly deadly
Started night by candlelight 1923
He sighed, she wouldn’t lie to keep him in safety
He got up on the street, started walking
Wings like a bird, you know they kept him from cawing out

Wee-oh-why did this happen to me? 
Oh my, aren’t you a big fish
If I can’t fly then what the hell are these wings for?

I watch those pretty faces eating icy apples
Red circles dot the sidewalk where we’ve set up for now, so
I know the special timings, need to get the red mop out
Burn it to the ground and get the hell out of this town
And I don’t even know her so I can’t say nothin’
Though even expectations represent my assumptions
Fruits are falling faster than I catch em and hand
Them off to the tophat laughing “dumb bitches crunch this”

Wee-oh-why did this happen to me? 
Oh my, aren’t you a big fish
If I can’t fly then what the hell are these wings for?

“Wee-oh-why did this happen?” she screams and cries
Block out the sounds, J
If I can’t breathe without burning my tongue
No, without burning my tongue

Carry out, bloody mouth makes food for all workers
Johnny sleeps in a heap on top of the dirt over
The underground chamber well for wishing on her
Washington lies a lot and feeds fingers to birds
Candlelight burn it bright blow it out bigger
Eyes will close right before the liar pulls trigger 
And she will die, it’s all alright, it’s easier to sigh
And burn the bloody building ‘fore the end of the night

Wee-oh-why did this happen to me? 
Oh my, aren’t you a big fish
If I can’t fly then what the hell are these wings for?

Wee-oh-why I will never be free
That’s fine, I like my chains of
Fire and flight and I can’t feel my tongue
No, well I can’t feel my tongue


Ben Chase: 12-string/electric guitars and vocals
Ben Fox: vocals and acoustic guitar
Collin Ginsburg: bass guitar and vocals
Samir Tawalare: drums and vocals
Sam Wiles: piano and vocals

Featuring the lovely vocal talents of Annabel McSpadden, Bianca Bowman, Caleb Ramos, and Thor Vutcharangkul. 

Mixed/Mastered by Ben Chase, Ben Fox, Caleb Ramos
Album Artwork by Collin Ginsburg

Crunch This

Daydream

You,
you never had a chance.
They set you up for failure,
they set you up to fail.

You,
you cried when you saw your momma cry,
while your father he won't be back for a while.

Does it hurt,
when the razors roll through your skin?
You are just a kid and oh boy
you've got so much life to live.

And how is it fair that I might live a happy life,
While you are still trying to fight,
the demons that you hear in your head at night?
Something's not right,
something's not right.

You,
you never had a chance.
Well they said that by the time you turn my age you'll be in jail.
And no one would care for you,
no one would care for you,
no one at all,
no one at all. 

And how is it fair that I might live a happy life,
while you are still trying to fight,
the demons that you hear in your head at night?
Something's not right,
something's not right,
something's not right,
something's not right.

Ben Chase - guitar/vocals
Ben Fox - guitar/vocals
Sam Wiles - keyboard/synthesizer
Collin Ginsburg - bass guitar
Samir Tawalare - drums

Artwork by Lydia Funk and Collin Ginsburg
Mixed by Ben Chase and Ben Fox
Mastered by Ben Chase

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Jack's Lament ( Cover )

Red Couch is an alternative jam band from Westminster, MD, consisting of Grant Slater (vocals), Ben Chase (guitar), Tyler Drager (guitar/bass), Blake Ruby (guitar/bass), and the mad combo of Collin Hopkins and George Turner (percussion). Our collective tastes span from neo-psychedelic to folk-punk, causing an expansive range of styles which we organically create, from sounds like Weezer to Pink Floyd.

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