performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | noises | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

extra performance:

jason harvey: drums | voice

paul ambro: guitar | voice

michael ambro: voice

randy kinard: voice

brandon hayes: voice

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises

composition/production:

jason harvey: composition

paul ambro: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

... Memories of a ring bouncing around in my brain, it was time to get some intel via funky ruckus at the robobar.

Of course, things went south. The robobar patrons were in a tizzy, and it wasn't long before the wise guy human robo-pimp I was dealing with got too saucy and I had to give him the one-two. When things got too messy, I popped that joint like a firecracker ...

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

omran shafique: guitar

jon beal: keyboards | voice

dennis harvey: drums

composition/production:

jason harvey: composition

omran shafique: composition

jon beal: composition

You stopped and locked your doors when the cop car passed
You said you weren't into it
You said there were people who paid good money to see this
It was a stepping stone
It was a teenage horoscope, a hundred for the last month's bills
I snuck out the fire escape
And now your mother's crushing out another bottle of her pills
You say you can't handle it, incessantly

On again off again
Too simple

Start the car to park the car to start the car to park the car
Stop showing me your scar
Cram the internet into the back of your car
Drive it to the laundromat
And set it on fire
Pretty soon there won't be anyone visible
You're cutting out your eyes
Is it any wonder people like the medicine when the medicine's a knife
I started running away as soon as you looked at me like a conspirator

Severed
Of course
You said things had been bad for a while
So stop shitting on me
I've got 5 minutes to change your mind

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

Written and recorded January 13-14, 2019.

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

Written and recorded January 29, 2019.

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

performance:

matthew mccrary: acoustic guitar | voice

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording

This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.