This disc includes Future Reference EP (2012) and Legs Like Tree Trunks EP (2011).
Future Reference was recorded at Milkboy Ardmore and Milkboy The Studio in Philadelphia, PA by Karl Peterson. Mastered by Tommy Joyner at Milkboy The Studio.
Legs Like Tree Trunks EP was recorded at WPTS Studios in Pittsburgh, PA by Dave Cerminara. The version on this disc was given an updated mix by Dave Cerminara in 2013. Mastered By Garrett Haines at Treelady Studios in Pittsburgh, PA.
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Thanks in no particular order go to: Tommy and KP at Milkboy, Drew, our families, friends, foes, significant others, Dwight D. Eisenhower, any people/bands/animals who have fed or housed or befriended us on tour, hugs, beer, pets, coffee, trail mix, the sun, America, and you. Especially you.
released 30 September 2012
Matt Holden: Vocals/Guitar
Dave Shepherd: Bass/Vocals
Tyler Donaldson: Drums
Dave Cerminara: Guitar
Produced, mixed, and engineered by Karl Petersen and mastered by Tommy Joyner at Milkboy The Studio in Philadelphia, PA. www.milkboythestudio.com
Assistant engineer: Thomas Costello
Gang vocals on tracks 3 & 4 by Rory Sawyer and Connor High.
All my time spent stuck in a seat for the long ride. I'm from the bottom of the heap and I still can't sleep when I look for the moon on the west side. Do you remember when the sun fell out of the sky? Do you remember the way the wind whipped through you that night? I'm from the bottom of the heap and I still can't sleep. I'm from the bottom of the heap so I got it in ink on Shotover Street. Do you remember when the sun fell out of the sky? Do you remember the way the wind whipped through you that night?
Track Name: Anchorage
In the teeth of past judgment a tree sheds it's brown leaves. It's the fall and our fickleness retires at nothing. Your mouth, all it puts forth is a rough draft and your eyes betray your dirty little mind. You called it. You solved it. A problem for old friends who leave home and come back to find out what's different. Individuals without anchorage, stateless, rootless. Individuals without anchorage- let go.
Track Name: Hoods Up
When you're driving home in your parents car with windows all down, rain is falling in, smoke just trails out. I know you've got Feel Good Lost turned up loud. if that's not apropos I don't know how you drive when you're high and it feels like your flying. When you go outside for your next cigarette, make sure your hood's up. Make sure you wear some gloves. And when you look back on your last night's mistakes you'll hear the wind shout. If that's not apropos I don't know how you learn from mistakes that make when you're blacked out. Make sure your hood's up (hoods up).
Track Name: WADM
Anxious mouth don't feel too alive. There's lonely islands with rising tides from melting ice. Maybe I'm stuck inside tall tales and pine eyes. Well, God knows we all lie to pass the time. It's tough to find a better life. I won't stay down, don't waste your time.
Track Name: Parked Cars
It hides out in backseats of parked cars in dark alleyways. What is it? What could it be?