Town & Country

by Bent Denim

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song called sex, i digress

juxtaposition of the absolute horror and self-disgust of being a horny lonely man with gorgeous sparse piano lines Favorite track: I Digress.
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zonk I absolutely love this album. Was introduced to it by my friend and instantly fell in love Favorite track: St. Augustine.
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trevvvy Really beautiful narratives; lots of feels. Favorite track: Askance.
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1.
do you still hear my voice? in your head thru the white noise selfish thoughts / infantile fears sunk into your brains gears I’m still scared of what i'll do if left too long without you right now memories won’t do I’m still scared of what i'll do drive me home or write me soon sunk in my head and filled with blue I’m still holding onto you I’m still holding onto you
2.
meet me at the downtown El Fenix we’ll go over it there i talked to the daughters and lawyers so you won’t endure their stares we had a table non-smoking wearing that black dress you hate facial expression will be stoic and ya, i already ate
3.
03:00
I’ll hold my tongue or ill embarrass you do you want me to? come undone in front of all your friends in some gas station my birdsong is made of hollow laughs and vacant eyes if i move on can’t give up the ghost you i'll miss the most if we fool around i'll be alone i'll just drag you down until you drown and i'll drink to have fun feel like someone and thin my blood I’m alone
4.
plug your ears in the st. augustine blades the cicadas crawl as they mate it's just me and you and your leather skin another hot day spent above ground in the sunshine state we’ll stay awake until the sunrise crawls thru the drapes when I’m drunk enough to go to sleep i'll bring sand into the bed on my feet
5.
02:56
where i came from is a comedown i belong in some podunk town with window-shops and pageantry release me from this history i sleepwalk thru everyday forgot how to say my name with conviction i am nothing now just some washed up dried out shell i come when you call my name i come and i feel okay (feel the same) i come like it's heaven sent i come and that's the end of it
6.
my head hurts i want sex keep dreaming of my ex girlfriends family on vacation without me drinking coffee but i need rest crave protein i want a pet he’ll make me do stuff all the time make me go outside and feel alive we’ll do stuff in protest break rules get noticed your messiah is coming but the truth hurts your stomach i don’t want to hold you i just want to argue and be you and go outside and feel alive
7.
all my dumb lies i’ve told to hide my mother knew she saw right thru all my dumb lies i’ve told to hide my mother knew she always knew parts of me all of the parts of me visceral parts of me embarrassing parts of me i want to be part of me its an embarrassing part of me will you feel part of me? when i am part of me
8.
03:08
i was a kid long hair and zits i turned the light off idiot kid look what i did i turned the light off its me in my anonymous american mask cold cocked from something strong in a highball glass fell asleep in front of the tv with my glasses on follow me a place where my sense of wonder is never gone chapped lips, dry skin feelings I’ve missed cause i don’t have my foreskin falling again what i could’ve been if i believed and not atrophied i was a kid long hair and zits i turned the light off idiot kid look what i did i turned the light off
9.
i've been chasing catherines my whole life wasting my time on one more song I’ve been kissing catholics my whole damn life waiting for mardi gras
10.
i shut down like a traffic light at midnight blinking yellow til sunrise you look more yellow this time around the halls of your retirement home are empty past 930 what do you do past 930? you said, ‘i don’t sleep like i used to, if i sleep at all. i don't dream like i used to, i don’t dream at all’ admiral of excuses got so many useless uses an updated substitution once youthful beauty birthed as a seed spent life nodding off winter song wrote a monologue got high first time off city lights midtown apartment lofts handmade apple sauce hand blown mason jars
11.
stay in looking at some screen think about who’s thinking about me lie awake waiting on some phone call bike to the place that will get me off i think my heart is diseased i hardly breathe my own breath just want company someone who wants me back make comforting fiction read it with my stale breath til our eyes are aglaze and our guards won’t hold us back fumble in the darkness hands and knees scraping across bedsheets find a place far outside of my head trembling ‘hold me’ i think my heart is diseased i hardly breathe my own breath just want company someone who wants me back make comforting fiction read it with my stale breath til our eyes are aglaze and our guards won’t hold us back
12.
04:36
staring up at the ceiling my mind's a reel of my regrets i see them behind my eyelids in my wrinkled forehead and in my sweat sometimes i wake up and my whole beds soaking and i feel like choking to death this feeling stems from something i can’t quite seem to pin down i digress if i could just go back to the times that i act like i know how to act i digress mortality salience a welcome convalescence aware of my own death i digress i digress(x32)
13.
03:35
all the girls on my corkboard sing they work for me when my magnetism doesn’t they watch over mainly just me in an otherwise bare-walled apartment nocturnal reprieve I’m trying to breathe I’m trying to feel my own blood inside of my lips I’m coming unhinged I’m starting to feel my own blood if i could only taste your scent across this internet my bloodhound nose would compose a memory so intimate like all those 1’s and 0’s that build a composition of your face stored left to right on hard drives and in between blank space nocturnal reprieve I’m trying to breathe I’m trying to feel my own blood inside of my lips I’m coming unhinged I’m starting to feel my own blood

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Thanks to Young & Sick for the album art
Thanks to Benjamin Davis for all the photo help
Thanks to Katie Malcomson for press help
Thanks to Connor Crawford for managment help

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released May 11, 2018

Town & Country was recorded by Bent Denim. Mixed by Bent Denim with some angelic help from Edsel Holden. Mastered by Edsel Holden.

Vocals / Piano by Sara Beth Go on tracks 1, 2, 7
Percussion by Christian Baraks on track 6
Drums by Chris Littlejohn on track 10

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Bent Denim New Orleans, Louisiana

Bent Denim builds beautiful, narrative- driven songs by swapping tracks over email between their respective home bases of
Nashville, New York, and New Orleans.

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