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Quiet Epiphany
04:55
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We birthed a strong and distinct fume
My hands they feel as big as this room
We've never viewed the entire scene
And yet you claim to have clarity
If only your eyes could barely breath
You'd be whispering a quiet epiphany
The songs you sang in every bar
Relationships that don't go very far
To save a life when you hate your own
Proves that good comes from your soul
If only your mouth could truly see
You'd be whispering a quiet epiphany
The times you seem to hurt the most
Don't blame on a gracious host
You spoiled child, were you spared the rod?
Love is patient, Love is God
If only your heart could truly be
You'd be whispering a quiet epiphany
You all have told me love is cruel
It's those words that make you a fool
Your words, your lies, all a marketing shtick
You don't think with your head, you think with your dick
If only your eyes could barely breath
You'd be whispering a quiet epiphany
If only your heart could barely see
You'd be whispering a quiet epiphany
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Birds and Fish
01:25
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I Am Not Japan
04:48
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The window is etching back, making ugly sounds
The keys in my saddle bags are moving around
The doors are all locked from above
And they won't let me see the face of who I'm thinking of
The food's not the best here, no I don't find it kind
I've got the wrong ears, and the wrong eyes
The reason I want to believe
Is I saw so much of something that I didn't know I'd love to see
Have you always been this soft,
Where you cannot help but love?
Call it a rift or some spiritual gift
You cannot but turn your heart off
I walk 20 minutes to my little room
Violins of the crickets, they're starting to tune
It's night time now when I get home
But the morning light are peaking through your window
The moments are slower I can see your life in bullet time
The faster your hand can touch all of the grooves in my spine
I am not two men
I am not Japan
The moments are slower I can see your life in bullet time
The faster your hand can touch all of the grooves in my spine
Your skin is so soft and so smooth in comparison to mine
Just lift up your hands if you're indeed giving me the sign
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4. |
Saloon Song
03:52
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A worn out piano in a shallow gutter
A melody that swears it's your mother
A touch that makes your stomach flutter
or was that just the road?
A spiral climbs up the side of it's back
Wraps around a corner and picks up the slack
I follow my fingers up the make shift track
And pound them once they get down low
And I feel sorry for you if you're piano has never been out of tune
Oh and it's a common, common place
But that's a game I do not play
And this curved shape has furled my face
Just strap the top on and let my mind slip away
Shave the skin off all of his new habits
Heal the scars with a lipless kiss
I sold my strings for fire
I cut my wings with plyers
And I feel sorry for you in your piano has never been out of tune
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I once kissed a woman simply for her lips
And not because love between us exists
After the thought I felt empty inside
I knew my kiss, it was a lie
I left her side later that night
And looked out a window to a dim street light
It flickered and whispered advice so strong
Said "If you don't love her, what you did was wrong"
Sometimes I get angry at my own desires
They screw with my thoughts, makes me sick and tired
The battles come fast and I've frequently lost
I'm a good man, but I still have those thoughts
I have the temptation to be much more loose
To throw caution away and indulge in my youth
Until I become numb to moralities song
Sometimes I wish sinning wasn't wrong
False idols are breathing down my neck
Just trying to see what they can get
A curious fortune that's way beyond price
A treasure that we have all bastardized
I apologize greatly for those I've made pissed
For those I've betrayed with a kiss
I now hold my kisses in such high regard
Because I know what it's like to kiss someone that hard
Where something inside us that once was trapped
Something much deeper is tapped
I'd rather not deal with something like my pride
Gets the best of me, and twists all my insides
And I swear and I curse and call God out by name
Like a coward I give him all the blame
False idols are breathing down my neck
Just trying to see what they can get
I once kissed a woman because she was there
Because I was selfish and her skin was fair
And in the long run it showed me teachings from above
That a kiss should mean more than just love
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Creepy Little Monsters
00:30
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A Little Joke
03:41
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Are you underwhelmed? Perhaps there is something, something I'm missing
But I don't think that I endure as much as you claim
I don't think she is lying to my face
And her actions are a dead giveaway to how she thinks
It's an honest mistake and I'm sure it won't happen again
Do you understand? I'm confused because your still clinking glasses
Beer spills on both sides of your mouth and on to your shirt
I can't tell, I can't read, I can't spell
I can't see if there's a scale used in design
It's an honest mistake and I'm sure it won't happen again
Tearing down the only fulcrum that connects our speaking routes
But a little joke about their faith is good for some devout
Selling crap for more than it's worth surely won't impress a king
But a little joke about our nature is another thing
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8. |
My Brother's Time
03:00
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The mountain peaks are sprinkled with bunkers
And they're dressed in a sunshine that's intrinsictly contemplating
All the clouds that block it from the Earth and if they're doing it purposefully
But my favorite weather has always been before it is storming
I don't think it's wise to live on my brother's time
We were involved in a social experiment
that didn't really warn us of all of the side affects
I had a swollen eyelid for about a week or two and you were coughing up blood for a day
The healing process took longer than what we were expecting
I don't think it's wise to live on my brother's time
You fell off a tree into the cushioned lap
Of a man who was older than both of your sisters combined
And he asked you if the journey you were on was just a weak attempt to get your father's love
With a wink and a nod and a tip of the cap he was wearing
I don't think it's wise to live on my brother's time
The message I got at two in the morning
About your hermit life and the joy that you've been getting from it
Put a smile on my face so big I couldn't rest so I walked around my sleeping town
I put on some folk and felt wide awake in the early morning
I don't think it's wise to live on my brother's time
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I Hear Colors
04:30
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I listen to the colors run
I hear dyes rather than diction
Colors that drip right off this tune
That song is pink, this song is blue
In the notes, in the beats, in the piano seats
In the woods, in the brass, in the strings
In the notes, in the rides, in the blacks and the whites
In a rainbow of sound we sing
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10. |
The Color Yellow
00:43
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11. |
Foster Child
04:27
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His hand in my palm, and her remains calm
I could crush it if I so willed
Have I turned my back on him? Am I even part of the equation?
Does this concern me?
And I saw the fear in her face it was clear as the paranoid lift in my brow
But he needs a father and the real one won't bother to recognize that he needs help
What is my influence? Is it more than his parents?
Oh God, let it be please
So many factors can make him a ruthless man
I hope her learns to forgive and is wise
And oh, the 6th child to be taken away from her
To see life devoid of her destructive behavior
And I can see the future if he stays up here
As if the candle's already been snuffed
Given the same life, I would snuff it out
Given the same life, I could snuff it out
Given the same life, I might snuff it out
Given the same life, I won't snuff it out
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12. |
Sunday Best
04:04
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I listened for the sunrise when you were blind
I listened for a shortcut when you were behind
I listened for an orchestra when you went deaf
I listened for faith when you had none left
I listened for the morning in her sunday best
I listened for a treasure deep within her chest
I listened to my piano at such a young age
I listened to my lover sing words from that stage
I listened for the scissors that cut up my arm
I listened for depression with all of it's charm
I listened for an outlet to help me coup
I listened for death but heard only hope
I listened for a smile when I heard you cry
I listened for answers when you asked why
I listened for a meal when you wanted to eat
I listened for more when you felt incomplete
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13. |
Encouraging
01:33
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-The songs are mainly about death, sexuality, silence, uncertainty, and defiant hope.
-They've made many comics, records, and a film, and played over 1000 shows, and they have no plans to stop
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