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Apple Music: http://bit.ly/handmedownapple

Lyrics:
Be honest with me now
You make me feel like I'm a handmedown
You pick me up and then you turn me down
Just wish you'd hit my line
I only think about you all the time
Why i gotta get in line

Is it just because I say i want it all
Is it just me 'cause, no that's not me at all
I know I say stuff that I don't mean at all
I've been thinking 'bout it and it just don't make no sense at all

Be honest with me now
You make me feel like I'm a handmedown
You pick me up and then you turn me down
Just wish you'd hit my line
I only think about you all the time
Why i gotta get in line

Girl you're feeling lonely
Don't you know that that's how I've been feeling mostly?
Yeah I'm lost but you can show me now

It's not just because, it's not how I wanted
And nothing can change that now

Be honest with me now
You make me feel like I'm a handmedown
Why your mom want me to turn it down
Just wish you'd hit my line
I only think about you all the time
Why i gotta get in line

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Music written and produced by Ben Andre
Mastered by Joe LaPorta
Artwork: photo by Ellie Sperazza, editing by Matt Lewis, and text by Will Bryant

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handmedown

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Written, produced, and mixed by Ben Andre and Zach Scholz. 
Mastered by Joe Laporta. 

Lyrics:

I’m so tired of all these fucking options
So I’ll just ignore all your texts
You used to be my soundtrack, I guess I want you back
There’s too much rain in LA today

Cause everyone knows you for awhile
You take off my clothes and stay awhile

It’s hard for me to give you what you wanted
So I’ll just ignore all your texts
I’m just too high for all the bullshit
So who you here with baby guess you could tell me what’s next, yeah

Cause everyone knows you for awhile
You take off my clothes and stay awhile

I just want to know why

Yeah you could make my heart stop save me
You got me looking like a mug shot lately 
I guess you hit me with a head shot babe
I know you won’t be mine and there’s no next time

Yeah you could make my heart stop save me
You got me looking like a mug shot lately 
I guess you hit me with a head shot say
I know you won’t be mine and there’s no next time

Yeah you could make my heart stop save me
You got me looking like a mug shot lately 
I guess you hit me with a head shot say
I know you won’t be mine and there’s no next time

Yeah you could make my heart stop save me
You got me looking like a mug shot lately 
I guess you hit me with a head shot babe
I know you won’t be mine and there’s no next time

no next time [with Zach Scholz]

Let's re-imagine Nora Ephron's script. It's 1989 and two guys from Chicago move to NYC and meet on the Greyhound bus .  .  .  From a Work In Progress musical theatre concept which will be released towards the end of 2026.

When Harry Met Larry

When You Look My Way is a  smooth, soulful ballad about the quiet magic of being seen. “When You Look My Way” blends vintage warmth with tender, romantic longing.

When You Look My Way

(Intro – Beats glacés avec vents boréaux, craquements de glace, appels d’hiboux lointains, exhale d’herbe lente.)
Yo, la taïga respire ben profond, cathédrales boréales ben hautes,
Les Habitants dans l’web vert, qui prennent soin de toutte ça.
Les Nordics tissent les histoires, liens sous les étoiles,
Égaux sur la glace – le solstice décide qui porte les écorchures.
(Couplet 1 – Flow doux, enraciné, respect pour le jardin forestier)
Les Habitants labourent pas des champs, non – y dansent avec les vieux arbres,
Récolte dans l’silence, à genoux sur les mycéliums.
Élaguent pour l’avenir, sèment des rêves d’années de mât,
Vaste jardin boréal, plans interconnectés.
Les Nordics allument la vision, festivals dans les clairières,
Les deux bords, des fils vitaux dans la tapisserie qu’y ont faite.
Pas d’rois, pas d’servants – équilibre dans l’frette,
Rituel d’hockey solstice, qui prend les clés du masque ?
(Refrain – Accrocheur, hantant – fardeau d’la victoire vs. grâce du soulagement)
Masque de Poco-Loco, couronne de feu forestière !
Les gagnants choisissent l’porteur, montent l’devoir plus haut !
Les perdants prennent l’soulagement – respirent ben dans l’neige,
Sélénite brille clair pendant qu’les énergies sauvages coulent !
Du pot calme l’chaos, pauses pour l’enlever,
Sénat guide l’jardin – garde la culture douce !
Solstice tourne la roue, du noir au vert vivant,
Poco-Loco préside – gardien du rêve !
(Couplet 2 – Intensité qui monte, puis chill d’herbe)
Les gagnants prennent l’masque, choisissent leur âme pour l’mettre,
Président l’Sénat jusqu’à l’aube du prochain solstice.
Masque sur pour les débats, chaos fait du neuf,
Voyant d’sélénite guette, garde la vision vraie.
Pauses pour ôter l’poids, fumée d’pot dans l’tanière,
Apaise l’courant maniaque qui coule ben profond.
Les perdants patinent libres – l’soulagement goûte si doux,
Premier choix des zones d’récolte, siège plus léger au Sénat.
(Pont – Lent, profondeur psychologique, murmure de renouvellement solstice)
Sens la forêt respirer, racines qui jasant sous terre,
Sacrifice du porteur d’masque garde la roue qui tourne.
Sainte crainte du devoir, mais but dans l’effort,
Canalise l’sauvage en ordre – laisse l’jardin durer.
Pas d’chute comme les anciens, pas d’glissade dans l’noir,
Soin pis équilibre nous tiennent dans la lumière du solstice.
(Outro – Build triomphant mais enraciné, sons forestiers qui gonflent)
Poco-Loco loco, mais dompté pour l’jardin !
Habitants pis Nordics – égaux, pas d’erreur.
Du cœur vert profond d’la taïga à l’appel du Sénat,
Flow du masque solstice pour toujours – renouvelle-nous tous !
(Couronne du jardin forestier... qui l’porte c’t’année-là ?)

Couronne du Jardin Forestier – Flow du Masque Solstice.

Selected recordings from Charlie Burg's Sofar Sounds performance on January 26 2017
Spark Contemporary Art Space in Syracuse, New York
Recorded and mixed by AJ Pellicciotti
http://dailyorange.com/2017/01/sofar-sounds-has-success-with-first-syracuse-performance/

Instead of My Room (Live)

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Lyrics:

The evening's slipping out of hand, and I just hope you understand
That even when you play these games, I want you all the same

Ahh my love you know it's hard sometimes to get it right now
Ahh my love you know the choice we make and I'll show you how

But even when you play these games you know I want you all the same now

Ahh tell me something new
Ahh tell me something new
I need a line that I can hold on to
Ahh tell me something

The evening's slipping out of hand, and I just hope you understand
That fire burning in your soul, that's how you lose control

Ahh my love you know it's hard sometimes to get it right now
Ahh my love you know the choice we make and I'll show you how

But even when you play these games you know I want you all the same now

Ahh tell me something new
Ahh tell me something new
I need a line that I can hold on to
Ahh tell me something

But every time I close my eyes I never seem to find my way down

Ahh tell me something new
Ahh tell me something new
I need a line that I can hold on to
Ahh tell me something

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Tipling Rock is:

Ben Andre - Vocals, Guitar
Matthew Lewin - Guitar
Dillon Salkovitz - Bass
Tommy Schubert - Drums

Produced & mixed by Ben Andre
Mastered by Joe LaPorta
Artwork by Will Bryant

TMSN

Fuzzybrain

Spotify: http://bit.ly/PartlySorrySP
Apple Music: http://bit.ly/PartlySorryAM

Lyrics:
I was feeling down but i'm on the mend
I'll tell ya that I'm happy so you think I am
Yeah I got a problem and I can't pretend
Yeah I just wish that you would understand

But ya got me going baby
Got me thinking that you're mine
I lay it all on the table
I just wish that you'd be mine

You say that you're sorry, I guess only partly
You act like we're still friends just when it's convenient
Do you really mean it, am I just your regret
Girl you know I'm not over you yet

Act like I got my shit together when I don't
I'll tell ya that I will when I know I won't
Yeah I just wish that I knew what I want
Yeah I just wish that I could take you home

But ya got me going baby
Got me thinking that you're mine
I lay it all on the table
I just wish that you'd be mine

You say that you're sorry, I guess only partly
You act like we're still friends just when it's convenient
Do you really mean it, am I just your regret
Girl ya know I'm not over you yet

You say that you're sorry, I guess only partly
You act like we're still friends oh ain't it convenient
Do you really mean it, am I just your regret
Girl ya know I'm not over you yet

Partly Sorry

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produced by dylan chenfeld
by dylan chenfeld, noah chenfeld
drum engineering by louis sansano
mixing by vlad holiday
mastering by jordan witzigreuter

Slow Angel

written, recorded in the east village of new york city.
Written by dylan chenfeld & noah chenfeld 
produced by dylan chenfeld.

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no next time [with Zach Scholz]

Tipling Rock

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