Recorded in the throes of covid depression at my old house in Burnaby. I would work my warehouse job 4 days out of the week, come home to a 3 day weekend, and not leave my room for the duration.

Fly stains on my window

GOODAFTERNOON

The Public

It's time for the parade!

A couple of weeks ago I injured myself on the job in a way that nearly required stitches. When I asked my supervisor for the first aid kid I was handed a roll of gauze and a tape gun.

Dedicating this track to my now former manager Luc, and co-workers Liam, and Dalton. They're great people who made my experience at the warehouse about as good as it could've been. 

Wishing all you guys a better tomorrow.

blacksheepshepard