Gimme indie rock it used to be
Mom made sweaters, J played competently
But now we have publicists who lie about our age
And all of our new friends now play on the main stage
And we make bacon out of the pig that we once freed.
And we pay sick people to tug on our sleeves.
The Texas sun that bakes bands, it can break bands.
You run into people so busy crafting their brands.
So grab all your pitchforks and grab all your torches
And please make sure that you don’t cite any sources
Maybe it all was a dream? I used to read Spin Magazine.
As the rebound’s concerned, when there’s balls in the air
Just grab one and run with it, pretend not to care
As the rebound’s concerned, when there’s balls in the air
Just grab one and run with it, pretend not to care at all.
We hit the gym, and we cut our hair.
We do interviews where we pretend not to care.
We drop names of friends for legitimacy,
Or get bitter and contemplate complacency
And remember, the only mortal sin is to stare.
As the rebound’s concerned, when there’s balls in the air
Just grab one and run with it, pretend not to care
As the rebound’s concerned, when there’s balls in the air
Just grab one and run with it, pretend not to care at all.
credits
from The Dan Wholey EP,
released July 11, 2011
Dan Wholey - vocals, guitar
Jenny Dowty - bass
Danny Shekhtman - electric piano, organ, harmonium
Michelle Tucker - drums
Engineered by Derik Lee and Josh Grant
Produced by Derik Lee, Josh Grant, and Dan Wholey
Mixed by Brian Goodheart
Mastered by Doug Leinen
Recorded May 2010 at MSR Studios in New York, NY
The L.A. DIY mainstay offers a homespun collection of melodic tunes with occasional forays into noisier territory. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2021