A Rambling of Somewhat and Some Sort

by Plastic City Pariah

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appleCORE jams for folk punk fams.

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released 17 May 2014

Xavier Prieto: bass, vox, piano
Drake Culver: drums, vox, xylophone
Jackson Ross: guitar, vox, harmonica
Anna Zinova: violin
Brandon Boggs: banjo
Todd Allen: recording {after hours studio}

We love this music and wouldn't have been able to do it without all these great folks: Joe Cota, Todd Allen, Matthew Bearones, Justin Scott, James Mason, Ben Guevarra, murm, Chris Eguine, Jessica Severns, Natalie Villalpando, Hollie Stutzman, John Painter, Claire Palermo, Mikey Butterswort, Trevor Moody, Anna Zinova (Taken by Canadians), Brandon Boggs (check out Bogsey and the Argonauts), Everyone at the Che Cafe, Justin at Tin Can, and anyone who downloaded are single. THANKS!

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Track Name: Talking To My Demons
All of this company just makes me feel lonely. Everyone seems happier than me. Holding lovers in arms, trading their looks with charms. Moving through the motions blissfully.

Sometimes I wish that I could be somebody. Or someone other than me. But just know that I believe that despite these demons we have it in us all to get along.

This pressures killing me, my body disagrees with all the things that are surrounding me. Don't wanna burn that tree don't wanna drink that drink. Because getting high won't solve these types of problems.

Sometimes I feel like being real is shitty. But then again it's the only thing we have. But just know that i believe that despite these demons we have it in us all to get along!
Track Name: Crip Walking With Jesus
I've got some problems running through my head. It's not that kind of day I'm just that kind of guy. It's not too charming the way I live, Stowed beneath the pen and sheet waiting for the day to end.

I'm gonna have more confidence! I'm gonna say something fucked up! Just for the hell of it, just for the shits and kicks.

I don't know why when I choose to express myself it only seems like sad things leaves my mouth. It's not a lie to say that I'm a happy guy but I'm just not content with anything.


I'm gonna have more confidence! I'm gonna say something fucked up! Just for the hell of it, just for the shits and kicks.

{The shits. The kicks.}
I'm so over thinking deeply. I just want to unleash feelings. For one moment take a chance. Just for the hell of it.
Track Name: Smile Till You Turn Plastic
Lately I have been feeling something dark looming in my shadows past. Impending sorrow, like a cloud that hangs over my head. So I just smile till I turn plastic. We all just smile till we turn plastic.

Surely the sky is falling. We've been cat calling danger since day one. There is no meaning to all this failure I'm subjected to. So I just smile till I turn plastic. We all just smile till we turn plastic.

If my life was a heart felt song. There would be no one singing along.
Track Name: S.A.D.
My life feels like time thats passing through an hour glass. The hands are moving as times ticking and it's running out.

I'm waisting precious minutes on the day to day worrying about bullshit that doesn't matter in any way.

All of the laughs that I hear behind me are aimed right at my back. All of the punks judge me for not being vegan and having a lame haircut.

I'm waisting precious minutes on the day to day worrying about bullshit that doesn't matter in any way.

Why is everybody looking at me. Like I'm standing in a crowded room. Slamming at motherfucking guitar. Yelling at the top of my cracking lungs.

About my stress and anxiety disorder.

Why is everybody looking at me. Like I'm standing in a crowded room. Slamming at motherfucking guitar. Yelling at the top of my cracking lungs.

About some stuff most cannot understand. The feelings and emotions of humans. THE FEELING AND EMOTIONS OF HUMANS. Oh i have got feelings!
Track Name: Tomboy
I know this girl her name is tomboy. All of the kids used to laugh and call her gay. Growing up was hard for her and I understand her pain. I wish that I was closer to her and its not secret that i love her ways. But we're both products of a broken family so there are some things that are hard to say.

I miss her, more and more everyday. So many people will come and go, but she will always stay. She's my little sister and I fucking love her. I wish she didn't live so far away.

I would like to be more like her. She's so convicted, disciplined, and eats healthy. She's an activist and scholar, a feminist just like me. I'd like to say that I helped bring her to be the person that she is today. But she's an independent woman, she would be just fine without me.

I love her, more and more everyday. So many people will come and go, but she will always stay. She's my little sister and I FUCKING love her. I wish she didn't live so far away.
Track Name: Knives Chau v.s. The Inevitable
I hate Satan, and Jesus too. Why don't you guys take this fight outside.
I am demon, an angles who's sent to deliver to you all the bad news.
Track Name: The Hard Part (Part 1)
This world is so big and yet so worthless. Like politicians attending churches. There is a purpose in every person. But our existence may be purposeless. Don't get caught up in loosing it. Don't get caught up in yourself.

This world is so small and too confusing. Why are people using their fists for fighting? Life's so enticing but the hard part is finding s perspective that binding without it blinding you. Don't get caught up in loosing it. Our lives are worth living.
Track Name: Challenging Conventional Wisdom in Spite of Having Nothing
What I'm saying is what your thinking!

All of these days looking desperate as of late, we've been running low on luck we never had. And now things seem as if the grass appears greener on the other side.

Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna believe? Do I wanna see the bigger picture?

Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna believe? No I wanna shout!

FUCK THIS SHIT!

Break these walls!
Of your oppression!
There is no explanation!
For how you just let yourself stand there under Gods thumb.

Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna believe? Do I wanna see the bigger picture?

Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get in? Do I wanna get out? Do I wanna believe? No I wanna shout!

FUCK THIS SHIT!
Track Name: Content & Character
There is someone living off the blood that they've been sucking up from strangers. And underneath the dry concrete beneath their feet there lies another danger. But there is content and character innate within us all so lets stand tall. And yell up at the sky 'oh fuck it all!' Lets face this world without fear of unknowns. And fight this fight without a doubt at all.

No more bad days x3
No more bad things.
Track Name: Distant, Funny Feeling
Oh since my heart was broke I haven't felt anything remotely close to it. Sometimes I wonder if it's permanently lost, or I just don't want it to come back.

But that just makes life oh so hard. And it just makes life feel so long. Life is a burden when we are constantly in conflict with ourselves.
Putting our minds through all this hell. But it's that distant, funny feeling that keeps us moving forth. Love is not the reason but it sure is motive for.

Everything. x3 Everything relies on this distant, funny feeling.
Track Name: Yr Not Alone
Wether you're lost at sea, or voiceless when you need to be heard or seen you're not alone. It's alright to feel feelings that feel to real. So life leaves you disappointed? You're not alone. Screaming until your lungs bleed, but no ones listening. You can hear them snickering. You're not alone. Trapped in day to day routines leaves you jaded and angry. I'm not ashamed to feel those things. I'm not alone!
Track Name: OptimismwithanA
We can't run from the government but he'll we sure can try. With animated illusions of a better place in mind. Where folks aren't made of cellophane and dreams are imported like pure cocaine. Where people keep living just to enjoy the ride. It's a place where we don't need to be afraid to say what we're thinking because every bodies love is unconditional. This is purely life experience, the friends we had the friends we lost. It's all building up to the recollection of us all!

La la la no they don't care too.
La la la no we don't care too.
La la la no I don't care too much.

There is no reason why. Just feelings with vague explanations. So we might as well try to survive.

La la la no they don't care too.
La la la no we don't care too.
La la la no I don't care too.
La la la no they don't care too.
La la la no we don't care too.
La la la no I don't care enough.
Track Name: The Cave
Can you see these puppeteers are pulling strings? Shaping what we believe and see as reality.

Oh what reality could be!

What could it be?!

It could be anything that we want it to be. There's more than what we see and what we can perceive. I'm looking forward to learning. Fuck what they want you to be. Your stronger than your destiny. We can overcome anything if we put our hearts to it. Quit making excuses.

Open up your eyes!
To popular disilusions!
You are no longer a slave to the cave!
Track Name: Shit, It's Just Talk
It's a deadly quite concept telling the world to fuck off while playing this guitar and singing about love. Because a life chasing passion is now out of fashion with everyone telling me to give up.

But then came this man with a benevolent plan and a smile that would shake the devils soul. He said son you and me we can bring this world peace, just join me in a traveling band. And we began.

Making cash off the ignorant youth. Selling lies in a suit. And he's calling it truth. I can't stand this abuse. And can't help but feel used when I'm hearing the truth, hanging by this red, white, and blue noose.
Track Name: Tortured Soul Ballroom
Beneath the ground there's a gathering crowd of people that your mother wouldn't want you to know. They sway around, drink, and talk up a cloud all about the exploits which they wear oh so proud. Class is a thing that is far and between. When your dealing with demons there is no decency. We clap our hands and continue to dance, as if to perpetuate a now fake happiness, which has come to define all these moments that pass. Oh at last one chance at glance I can see that the tortured soul ballroom no it's not for me.

Above the clouds there's a shattering sound of thunder and lightning like you wouldn't know. It's so divine I think it might be sign. That's we've been pushing our luck and now it's time to go. We make our way down an empty hallway, hoping no one sees us on our way out the door. Well there it is so I reach for the knob but I take a haymaker as I'm taking off, so I get off the ground and I wipe off my mouth, then I picked up my fists did my best to resist but the tortured soul ballroom made me one of them.
Track Name: Same Realization
We go to sleep learning lessons we can't forget. But wake up in the morning making those same mistakes. Ain't life great? It's a fucking twisted premise, where in the end no one is winning.

You can't change anyone's mind if your trying to. We can't save this fucked up world. But we will sing like no one is listening, because no body's listening to themselves. And it just the same realization. Just same realization. Just the same realization
Again and again. Oh it's torturing, this same realization.
Track Name: A Rambling of Somewhat And Some Sort
It's hard to see what exactly is bothering me. With all these wounds wide open. So I'll buy a needle and thread at the cheapest place I can find it. And I'll sew myself back together.

Cause there's no point in being sad
Yeah there's no point in being sad.
Oh there's no point in being mad at myself!

It's easy to see bad times have been defining me, but these good times carry me on. Singing these songs with my friends singing along is all of the wealth I need. And it don't cost a thing!