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Weekender

by Syd/Sydney

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G C Cm corporate shacks and fanny packs go hand in hand retail chains and daily pains are something to encourage it's cheaper than your fellow man that's for sure and of course the vultures will come to roost on your corpse do what they tell you 'cus otherwise they'll kill you do what they say 'cus you don't have any choice shop where they tell you 'cus you're sheep and you're complacent there's nothing you can do about it nothing you can say to fix it your body is a dead thing that's not quite dead yet ooo your mind is a distraction from the stuff you should be buying oooo and if you try to change it you'll dead much faster ooo so please just behave and don't run away and don't say a thing just let us hurt you parking lots and empty slots where you can pay cheaper food to fix your mood is something you desire it used to be a nicer place but that's all gone so work for us and buy from us and sleep with us and kill with us do what we tell you 'cus otherwise we'll kill you do what we say 'cus you don't have any choice shop where we tell you 'cus you're sheep and you're complacent there's nothing you can do about it nothing you can say to fix- your body is a dead thing that's not quite dead yet ooo your mind is a distraction from the stuff you should be buying oooo and if you try to change it you'll dead much faster ooo so please just behave and don't run away and don't run away and don't run away
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A D A D Open5th Each day I wear another funny mask in an effort to hide myself from those around me one slip of the tongue and the rug’ll be pulled from underneath my feet it’s not a fun way to spend a day inside trying to be quiet so they don't ask me questions and I'm not really too afraid I’d just wish they'd stay like thirty-thousand feet away ... and some days I like to fall apart just lose my shit and scream for hours might be stressed about the time of day or angry at myself for caring and I'm scared they'll go and take it all away rip it from my hands cus they say I'm insane yeah they'll punish me for making a mistake they'll never even tell me what I did to deserve this .. F Dm ‘cus behind locked doors you’d see my pink affliction behind locked doors you’d see how much I care behind locked doors you’d see me struggling to record this A# G# A inside my bubble don't want to have to explain myself ... and as I start to walk among the crowd they'll probably want to get to know me one slip of the tongue and my name will become synonymous with hate and villainy I'll watch as everybody turns away a suitable replacement will become their new idol I'll watch them throw that other one away as well another 15 minutes is all that I ask for ... behind locked doors you're watching as I hurt myself behind locked doors you're comparing me to someone else behind locked doors, I'm debating whether to kill myself or not inside my bubble you watch me struggle behind locked doors I’m wishing I was 17 behind locked doors behind locked doors I'm trying to think of a way to explain the shit that you don't wanna see and why the fuck are you staring at me
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G Am I wish I could be there with you I wish I could just walk away from this It's hard to see the path before me You beckon but I cannot follow My feet aren't moving, I'm barely breathing my body has betrayed me yet again It swallows me, fucks me over I'm scared of what i'm turning into ... Am B C B I wanna be with you and get away from them Am B C *D* but they're really not all that bad and that just makes it worse Am B C B have to cut them down have to burn these bridges D B have find a way to cry out while I can ... Hard to find the time, hard to keep it focused I wedge myself into a little box and choke to death I am almost empty, their fangs are in me nothing left of me, no there is nothing left I just want to be there, I just wanna see you just want to hold you while I can all of this is empty, all of this is dead there is nothing like you here I wanna be with you I want you to be here but I love the way they hurt me I love the way it hurts I want you to hurt me I want you to end it I don't want to do this I just wanna be with you ... and I start to wonder when the day comes that I make it out of here alive will I still be what I used to be ? will what's left of me be enough? I just wanna be with you
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Ode To Kiosk 02:38
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Cm I sleep in a pothole G the size and shape of my body it’s the only place I fit a hole in the concrete ooo ... Cm D# I used to feel that way G# G I used to feel like such a burden my body felt so strange misshapen and unwanted and how could I complain they gave me what they thought I needed but slowly I discovered that the schools were there to slow me down ... G# G and all that I can do Cm D# was an exception to the rule and even though my high school years were plagued with rage and misdirection I got out, I came here I discovered that the pothole was a crack in their big thing the concrete only works when you do and otherwise it’s killing trees and then you plant some more around it and then you try to dance around it act like you can just ignore it treat it like a lifeless body but there’s somebody sleeping in it ... yeah I sleep in a pothole the size and shape of my body it's the only place I fit a hole in the concrete yeah I sleep in a pothole the size and shape of my body and you, do not believe me you look away as it crashes down around you ... and all that I can do was an exception to the rule and even though my high school years were plagued with rage and misdirection I got out, almost died G# G several times because you G# G didn’t give a shit now did you
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AmCFG Wonder if it's worth it to look for something else to do something to appease 'em yea just to keep 'em off my back wonder if it's worth it now to worry if they'll put me down if I'm just their punching bag if this song'll make 'em mad I don't wanna make em mad! ... FCGAmG they all want me dead even if they don't know it they all want me gone even if I'm behaving I don't wanna die but there's nothing here for me I don't wanna spiral and yet I can't help it they tell me I'm special, they tell me I'm useful they tell me I'll find a good hole to expire in but why would I bother when I could just end it and why would I worry when I know it's all so unfair
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Dm C they'll never let me go i'm never coming home such a pretty day outside I'm sure it is sir but I'm stuck in here tonight quats you're looking kinda bored did you need something to do? you know i'd rather be in bed but I'm stuck in here with you they say please just stop complaining yeah we know that it's unfair try to see the bigger picture and see that we don't care! we don't care no we don't care so go and cry and cry and cry you baby we don't fucking care ... they'll never let me leave I'll never see the sky again and yea i'm crying 'cus I gotta keep coming back again and again and again and when I'm forty-five in 2041 when I'm old and falling apart I'll be just like 'em I'll be another manager at Martymart ...
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Bruises 03:16
F G Am G you see right through me now but deep down somewhere I'm sure you know I'm here I'm sure you see this thing as I stand before you with my hands all bruised from the soap I used while I glare at you wish you could see me wish you could see these bruises and I know they're real ... F G C G wish my body could be scarred to hell from what I've been through what they made me do wish I'd choke just to get back at you but I know you wouldn't even notice but I know you wouldn't understand .... 'cus you'd say i'm just a little spoiled brat who had no idea how good he had it 'cus you've been through this a thousand times before and your hands are screwed from all the years of washing but I know all that, and i'm still surprised that you'd put me through this that "that's just life, bitch!" and all I want, is for you to see that things don't have to be this bad ... dadada dada dadadada dadadadada dadada dada! but I know you wouldn't understand but I hope someday that you can
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Nothing Here 03:18
D D7 for a moment I just need to stand take a walk to calm my shaking hands wander out around the man-made lake and have a think about the path I'll take just need a minute to contain myself just need a minute for my mental health I need to think about my strategy for optimizing my productivity G A as if I've left the page as if I've been walking sideways this feels like a mistake somewhere between the home and the workplace ... line of bushes and some plastic trash it'll be there til the guy comes back rotten wiring from the nearby pole um kinda scary but I'll bet they know kinda like it how there's nothing here bet these plants been here a couple years god I envy them and their lifestyle I might join 'em for a mo' and sit a while ...

about

This record was inspired by The Strokes, both their first album and The New Abnormal, as well as other rock acts like Kiss, Beck, and the Beatles in song structure and presentation.

For a majority of the songs I leaned towards a stripped-down sound resembling New York post-punk, avoiding excessive studio effects and making a shit ton of noise, but still trying to give it some creative articulation. I tried to have more fun with the recording process instead of spending all my time hunched over a computer and picking at equalizers.

Weekender also marks the introduction of my first real bass guitar, a christmas gift my wonderful grandmother recently bestowed upon me that I've been having an absolute blast learning to play. While most of the album was written on steel string acoustic, I adapted it for the electric guitar because it's more fun to play, and having both that and the bass be something I can physically strap on and fuck around with just makes the whole process more wild and exciting.

Lyrically the album was inspired by my time in retail under quarantine, my anxiety, and whatever other weird vibes I've been picking up whilst being a 20-something queer leftist deplorable vegetarian guitarist bumbling around a midwestern city suburb.

There's some vent on capitalism and consumerism and various other 'isms'... I dug very deep and winched out a lot of those ugly pains and frustrations I've been so good at bottling up lately... and I think I did a decent job of stitching it all together into something fairly entertaining, so, I hope you like it❤️

💚🖤Thank you for listening...!🖤💚

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released April 19, 2022

Written / Recorded by Syd, mixed in Dublin, Ohio.

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singer, guitarist, furry,
wrote the theme for Dreamwork's film "THE BIG BUNGUS"

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