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Sunset Boulevard by McCabe - Album coming soon

Sunset Boulevard

With buckets of melancholic charm and an unerring ear for a great tune, Autocamper are the perfect pop tonic to our Age of Anxiety. “What Do You Do All Day?” is their debut album and their wide-eyed reflections on unrequited romances, bedroom tiffs and hungover misdemeanors effortlessly retrofit the jangle pop sounds of the '80s without any trace of C86 revisionism.

Boisterous, lovable songs like “Again,” “Foxes” and "Proper" hearken back to the DIY roots of the early Flying Nun and Postcard label bands, groups who were as inspired by punk and post-punk as by 60s jangle and 70s AM radio pop. Fresh and utterly timeless -- not twee, not anorak, not lucky, just pop. It’s these truths that distinguish them from their peers, the hollow strains of Instagram Indie and the corporate pop that forces us to be joyful.


What Do You Do All Day?

Autocamper - Again

Fall into Place

Una Semana Cualquiera

Martes

Lyrics:

Thunder rolls the open road
The ground shakes from all the weight
Been broken, lost, hung out to dry 
A warmth within your bones
The fires rage
A cold embrace
You’re tired of chasing stars that only spark and fade 

I’ve got this feeling burning inside of me
Got turned around so there’s no time to waste

So jump in
Learn to swim the undertow
Don’t quit
’til you reach the afterglow
Jump in

Tides shift a healing wound
A storm’s rage inside my head
You stumble, fall, still standing tall
Float down the river wild
Tears lost inside the rain
Head up above the crest
You finally catch your breath

I’ve got this feeling burning inside of me
Got turned around and there’s no time to waste
Running around and around
I’m tired of it
Slipping away, a voice calls your name

In the silence, I hear clear
The sound of hope, it draws me near
You’ve been waiting, now you see
The horizon’s calling, calling me
 
So jump in
Learn to swim the undertow
Don’t quit
’til you reach the afterglow 
Cause I’m never going back
I’ve got no regret
Don’t turn your back on time
Cause time knows the way

© Good Days 2025

Undertow

Tramposa

I broke his hand

What else am I suppose to do
After all the shit that you’ve put us through
You’ve taken the water made it glue
Its true its true

I’m terrible for memories
But you’re the same
It doesn’t matter why
But you’re to blame
You’ve drank the Kool-aid and gone insane
you’re lame you’re lame

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth 
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

You think that you can see right thru 
Tthere’s nothing here
You’d resemble
Your definitions vague, accidental
So rude so rude

You can’t see the food
Left on your plate
You want to scramble
But it’s too late
The terror revealed
And it’s your fate
Yeah mate yeah mate

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand


i broke his hand

Helpless

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