the small wins ep

by Spook The Herd

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released June 17, 2016

Abe Kimball - vocals, guitar & mellotron on track 6
Jesse Weiss - guitars, bass, drums, & percussion
Theo Hartlett - guitar solo on track 3
Morgan Luzzi - beef guitar on track 5
Alex Molini - keyboards on tracks 3, 4, & 5
Ellen Kempner - vocal harmonies & keyboards on track 1
Anna Stromer - viola on track 6 & snaps on track 1
David Khoshtinat - vocals on track 4

Produced, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Jesse Weiss
Strings on track 6 mixed by Greg Martin
String Arrangement and Lyrics by Abe Kimball

Album Art by Andrew Marathas

Special thanks to Jordan Tishler for letting us run our tracks through his tape machine

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Track Name: Slurpee Surf
We watched the fight break out tonight
Over an unimportant point
My eyes could not believe the sight
Talked them down and rolled a joint

Tell them all aloud just to settle down
Make the sugar clowns stop the runaround

We breathed between the ocean swells
Nothing to do but scan the light
As it dissolves; we say farewells,
Glad to resolve the nonsense plight

Tell them all aloud just to settle down
Make the sugar clowns stop the runaround

I wanna go back in time
We laughed about the episode
But there’s a lump inside my throat
I wanna go back in time
To satisfy the urge to find
Where innocence went wrong
Track Name: One Fell Swoop
I closed my eyes, too tired to think
But I don’t let it go to my head
It’s out of reach, it’s hard to run
In dreams your legs are made of out of lead
Well I fell down in one fell swoop
I raised my arms and flew away to distant lands instead

How many times is that for me?
How many times
Some of the signs are hard to see
Some of the signs

I chased a ghost, a specter of you
I think it was but can’t be too sure
Without a face, not even a mask
The way it felt I knew it’s passed in front of me before

How many times is that for me?
How many times
Some of the signs are hard to see
Some of the signs
Track Name: Beg To Differ
Could it be that I need something else entirely?
‘Cause how it seems to me it’s not at all what it was before, is it?
Fortune reads that I’ll be somewhere in the big leagues
But not according to my cookie-cutter, practically-dead routine

Beg to differ
Beg to differ now

Could it be that you mean something else completely?
You’re like the withdrawal from passive-aggressive, subliminal amphetamines

Beg to differ
Beg to differ now

Make up your mind
Settle the score
Oh, now we’re cookin’

We’ll just agree
To disagree
Alright, that’s it
Track Name: App Tofu
Port of call for our demise
Eyes are bulged to saucer-size
Don’t exaggerate
Take it with a grain

Can’t come close to compromise
Flaring nostrils advertise
I’m going insane, waxing while you wane
Trying to abstain from the sugarcane
Done with your complaint
Going down the drain

Swear I’ll lose my mind
If I’m so inclined

Rusting in the rain, polyurethane
Don’t assign the blame, no we’re not the same
No we’re not the same
Take it with a grain
Track Name: Running in Place
Feels like I’m running in place
Can’t see the start or the end
Slow motion sets up the pace
My legs are glued and cannot bend
I picture your face
All the details I invent
While I’m suspended in space
Your features I can’t comprehend

Happiness is a place that you often forget
Like driving back to your parents’ house for holidays
If I said there weren’t times that had garnered regret
Well I’d be out of my mind

Pick up my minimum wage
It’s getting hard to pretend
I’ll be ok if I save
I make believe that I won’t spend
If my apartment’s a stage
Then all my bills are a trench
I dig my daring escape
And scrape away to pay the rent

Transience is a state you can never expect
Like waiting for a train that’s already been twice delayed
If I said there weren’t times that were hard to accept
Well I’d be out of my mind,
And I don’t think that I’d mind.

I dance on edges of blades
I toe the line to defend
You haven’t seen me for days
I fake that I don’t need a friend
I make up lies that I’m great
Although I always intend
To play my favorite charade
It’s lost and don’t know where it went.

Happiness is a place that you often forget
Like driving back to your parents’ house for holidays
If I said there weren’t times that had garnered regret
Well I’d be out of my mind,
And I don’t think that I’d mind.