show we are playing tomorrow in NH.
our awesome friend/animator dude james needed a track for a little commercial he’s doing for Benjamin Moore, so today we banged one out!
preview of 8-bit cover of Never Meant by American Football
;) this too http://oldepine.bandcamp.com/
are the best emo 2-piece around/maybe ever.
properly original sounding noodley riffs with a nice reverby edge (which leave you sat grinning at how cool it all sounds, trust me.), fast drums, lots of speed changes and a huge sound for just a guitar, drums and vocals.
only have 2 tracks up part of an EP called ‘Reservoir’, which is so sweet. if they produce anything more like this (which i’m sure they will) then we’re talking about some game-changing shit.
download it free and send it to everyone in your emo team.
http://oldepine.bandcamp.com/
http://oldepine.bandcamp.com/
http://oldepine.bandcamp.com/
this is the nicest thing ever! thanks!
pre-bitches: everything ruled. never drank any alcohol, wasnt into doing drugs at all (just didnt want to), had a ton of free time and wasnt thinking about sad shit all the time, played music with friends after school, created upbeat super fun math/instrumental rock n roll music, overall shit ruled.
bitches: (bitch 1) life was pretty good, sex is pretty cool, blowjobs are always nice, hanging out is fun, getting close is fun. not a ton of time for music but still noodled a bit. sort of lied, sort of was a dick, sort of ruined an overall decent thing, but, it was worth it because i was really in love with
bitch 2. (bitch 2) life was fucking amazing. 7 years of waiting, already close as could be. never been happier. incredible sex. best blowjobs (hands down… ha literally). incredible conversation. wrote some really nice acoustic/ambient music. listened to this town needs guns and owen non stop. absolutely in love. what can beat that?
post-bitches: everything fucking sucks man. fucking drink whenever i can, still not huge on drugs but a little here and there (definitely open to not being in a state of misery all the time!), tons of free time to fucking sulk like a loser, depression that im too fucking proud to admit to anyone and dont want to burden anyone with my stupid pussy problems, college fucking sucks, play music once or twice a week at most, play fucking sad twinkly jams (which is still way fun), create jams with sad lyrics bitching about could of been’s and should have done’s. things couldnt be worse.

