Album Rating: 3.5

eps are beautiful little things what the fuck

they creep me out

Album Rating: 5.0

i liked this a lot, it kinda reminded me of older death cab for cutie for some reason.

i wish the last track was better. still really good though.

holy shit i need to hear this

Album Rating: 4.5

Get on it

seriously what are you even doing

Album Rating: 4.0

i'm on vacation and this comes out, shiiiit son. download almost done yesyesyesyes

is it because of how you forget yourself

*forgave?

we were both wrong:

"as if because, somehow, you forgave yourself,
that all your terrible deeds have been undone"

Album Rating: 4.5

I'm digging this right now

omg that's so much better than what i thought it was. best lyricist ever.

where did you find lyrics?

that songs honestly become one of my favorite lyrical songs ever

remember when you thought you found god
painted a cross on your forehead
and wandered around my backyard like a saint
or a shepherd tending to his flock

the irony was not lost on me

and for all your newfound love
you still seemed like a bastard

then, you carried on like all the world was yours
to pity and to teach and comfort

(as if because, somehow, you forgave yourself,
that all your terrible deeds have been undone)


______


they're all on the bandcamp for this

Album Rating: 4.5

That's awesome

yeah just saw that. ugh now i won't listen to anything but this for days. again.

you bobby-pinned your auburn hair back,
as we crossed over the washington state line in my grandfather's car

we were fleeing the scene of a california coast line,
where we buried our dreams among the gridlock and concrete

barefoot, we pulled off the road, and stepped into the summer night
and we drank greedily of greenery and open air

this was not the time or place to address
the emptiness that hung around us

or how the end of this trip birthed us with uncertainty
of what to do next

_______

I mean seriously

last night, i dreamt the old, sea foam green paint
in the room my brother and i once shared
was swallowing up the walls again
(a forest of latex reclaiming acres of land)

you were there too!
swimming in your father's army jacket and sprawled across my floor
like an arm of the sea separating the rest of the world from you and me

when i woke, the first thing i checked were the walls-
still dressed like new in a brown sugar coat

and you were still beside me
your face was warm and flushed with sleep

i am trying so hard not to take this all for granted

so you do not stir, i lay back down quietly
hands nestled or anchored just behind the small of your back



way too perfect.