Play it for the BAE this Valentine's Day.
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Been sitting on this track for awhile and decided to say "fuck it" and just finally release it. This is not a Native Woods song but I hope ya'll enjoy anyway!

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Ryan Mannebach.

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from 'Antiphon' - https://alfamist.bandcamp.com
Alfa Mist - Keys
Kaya Thomas-Dyke - Bass
Jamie Houghton - Drums

Antiphon

Brian

Unit B

Portofino

Mixed By: Ben Longson & Rich Futo
Mastered By: Rich Futo
Art By: Ben Longson & Rich Futo
Sax By: Michael Heilbronner

Autumn Air In Chicago

yum yum yes. train your dog to drink milk

Associated with Breakfast

deadstockV1 - Dear Mama

I Came For The Shore

rawfood

I learn everyday
To love, everywhere I go
I plant my two feet and find home
I remember
How it used to be, in December
when we could have freezed 
Now warm weather
Might just kill us all
So come on
Fuck me all night long
I want to hear you screaming 
from this Big Dong
Let that pleasure roar
Talk about tension
Building up
Release it
Don't give a fuck
Cuz we're moving
into reality obscene

On the spot
On the spot again
On the spot
On the spot again

Come around, with the sound, yes you know, how I like, to get down
What you thought that I was, you were wrong, guess again
Pretend like you know me but you don't
However, feel free to ask me anything
However, please allow me to ask you anything
However, it's now or never



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The purpose of recording this track was to challenge myself to write, record, refine, mix, master, and put out a track in 24 hours. While this did not happen in that time frame, many of the tracks on here are first take, and I managed to record the vocals, mix, and master the track in one day, March 25th.

On The Spot

Chicago Slicker, made my name through the pain game
Every day is a struggle just to remain sane
Change myself and then the world, won't fake it
No more waiting on tomorrow, eternal sunrise

I don't have a choice
Gotta come out with my voice every time I have that choice
Hear a lot of banter, you know that love is the answer
Which we'll find inside, there is nowhere left to hide
Never addressed those issues, corporations try to use me like a tissue
Got more respect than that, found my purpose and I'm never going back
Heart attack American, so I became vegetarian
Live well and prosper, whatever you do don't take a bad offer or get misused
I've heard it all before, seven billion people just trying to score
Short term gains bring on the pain, play the long game and you'll be glad you came
For your kids, hear the sound, coming round
If you accept the truth as it is we might be able to stick around

Chicago Slicker, made my name through the pain game
Every day is a struggle just to remain sane
Change myself and then the world, won't fake it
No more waiting on tomorrow, eternal sunrise


Chicago slicker, getting sicker off the liquor while the 1% get richer
Working stiff? Need a lift? Round here, nothing comes as a gift
Trying to find the time to cut you in line and make myself an extra dime.
But hey! I already know where you need to go to collect 200 and pass go.
You see, I paid all my tolls and fed all the trolls when I went looking for that invisible gold.
Cuz haven't you heard? It's so absurd. I sold my soul so long ago.

I watched my dad die, saw the life leave his eyes, cops hit me with them fines, arrested and tested
But you can't put a dent in my ride, push the greedy to the side, up, up, and away towards the sky
I just want to be exponentially growing every single way, every single day.
Fuck around, go downtown, look around, look at all of the bullshit,

(bring down a piece of cloud nine)
Surrounding you in the aisle of Wal-Mart
(clean up the ocean and the skies)
you know you need a fresh start
(and then away we fly, otherwise stay stuck in the ground til we die)

Chicago Slicker, made my name through the pain game
Every day is a struggle just to remain sane
Change myself and then the world, won't fake it
No more waiting on tomorrow, eternal sunrise



first single from “The Ryman LP”
written, recorded, and mixed by Ryan Mannebach
trumpet by @adammmead 
additional keyboard by @connmannmusic 
mastered by @dannormn 
Visuals by @hadyncortez

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