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Top 20 Releases of 2013 (11-20)

    1. Danny Brown Old
    2. Southtowne Lanes Break Me
    3. Paysage d’Hiver Das Tor
    4. Tim Hecker Virgins
    5. A$AP Ferg Trap Lord
    6. Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats Mind Control
    7. Childish Gambino Because the Internet
    8. Travi$ Scott Owl Pharaoh
    9. M.I.A. Matangi
    10. Royal-T I Know You Want Me

A genius, alone and afraid, grasping at the last straws. 

I let you go. I let you flounder, I let you reach; now I watch you drown. 
I watch you fade away. I watch you use your last few fleeting moments to create negativity instead of sustainability. 

Let you go. 

Tired old man, resign yourself. Hand in your pride, sign it in sobriety, and let your love flourish. Let your loved ones take your hand, let them show you a better world than this. Please trust in your family, give it up. We’ve been chasing you for some time now. 

I’ve watched you digress and drown since I could talk. 
You’d always been my hero, my idol, my steadfast failsafe. 
Time passes, now I’m older. I change, you stay the same. 
And despite your errors I know you were doing what you could. 

But you weren’t. 

You won’t know what this did to me. And I had I known I would have put a stop to this long before. 

Let your loved ones take your hand, let them show you a better world than this. Please trust in your family, give it up. We’ve been chasing you for some time. 

Let you go

But you weren’t. 

You won’t know what this did to me. And I had I known I would have put a stop to this long before. 

Let your loved ones take your hand, let them show you a better world than this. Please trust in your family, give it up. We’ve been chasing you for some time. 

Let you go.

Eulogy
Southtowne Lanes
Eulogy

southtowne lanes | eulogy 

As the music drifted out over our heads,
you ran out in the field,
laid next to the fuse.
From the scoreboard I watched a flame light up your face, 
then I saw as that car circled back towards the field. 
And I felt my stomach tense, 
but the grin on my face was watching our next move. 
So I watched a spotlight up your body; 
and as you ran for your life,
and the fireworks lit up everything, 

we were immortal.

I’ve fucked up once again, 
thinking that perfection means I’m not left behind. 
But it’s a long lost craft. 
I’m fucked with all my friends. 
I’m done with everything 
I finished the whole flask, the night it never lasts. 

Goddamn it, please don’t just leave me here by myself. 
I don’t want to be alone. 
I’m so scared. 
I’m doing the best that I can, 
but I’m starting to lose my touch. 
I think I’ll let go now, cause nothing I do ever changes anything, 
and yet nothing I do ever seems to change. 

Take my life or take me away. 

Goddamn it, please don’t just leave me here by myself. 
I don’t want to be alone. 
I’m so scared. 
I’m doing the best that I can, 
but I’m starting to lose my touch. 
I think I’ll let go now, cause nothing I do ever changes anything, 
and yet nothing I do ever seems to change.

This record means a lot to me. There are a few reasons why.

I won this on eBay. It’s the only thing I’ve bid for so far. The proceeds went to RAINN so I figured I might as well go for it. RAINN means a lot to me. This test press is numbered 2/25 and it sounds fantastic. It also came with a really cool zine. A huge thank you to Judy / Quiet Year Records. I really appreciate this.

I was living my shitty outcast college student life in Eugene, devoid of a local scene or any solid friends, when I happened to stop at a coffee shop for my third espresso of the day. I don’t know why, but I did. There was a dude inside wearing a PCH shirt and I thought, “How the fuck does he know about this unheard of band from back home?” so I complimented him on it and asked where he’d heard of them. “Oh thanks man! Well we actually just put out a little record with them, they’re super rad!” Then that weird moment of “woah, I totally know your band!” happened and we kept talking. He was the nicest person I’ve ever encountered. So nice that my pessimistic, depressive self spent the whole conversation trying to discern whether or not he was fucking with me. He was hanging out because Southtowne was about to play a show in that shop. I grabbed my camera and had a great night listening to some great music.

I thought I’d done everything in my power at that point to find a decent local scene, and I was convinced there was none. I can easily call the dudes in Southtowne my best friends in that state, and I’m grateful for all the friendships I’ve made through them. They’re in my life until it ends, I’m sure of that.

This is also one of the first records that made my girlfriend and I realize our mutual taste in music. She liked Southtowne’s side better, I was partial to PCH. Sorry guys.

This record means a lot to me. If you happened to read this far, give the bands a listen. If nothing else, maybe this will serve as an incentive to never stop searching. Whatever you may be looking for in life exists, and you’ll discover it sooner or later, one way or another.

I love you guys. Stay tr00.
#realtalk
#versace

Saltwater
Southtowne Lanes
Saltwater

Southtowne Lanes - Saltwater

I can’t believe that you would build me up with all this goddamn self confidence. 

Just to turn around and wet your lips for someone else. Then try to apologize for this fucking mess 

So wake me up when the storms subside, 

And the waves stop crashing over my head. 

Maybe I can breathe again. 

Jumped off this cliff just to spend time with you 

Thought you were the wind under my wax wings 

Found out too late you were the sun burning my back 

This salt water against my skin still stings. 

Can we pretend just for a moment that you’re the one drowning in this deep ocean? 

Maybe then I’ll learn to waste my time on someone else. Instead of spreading myself too thin 

So wake me up when the storms subside, 

And the waves stop crashing overhead 

I don’t think I’ll ever breathe again. 

Jumped off this cliff just to spend time with you 

Thought you were the wind under my wax wings 

Found out too late you were the sun burning my back 

This salt water against my skin still stings. 

So if you think this is worth it, then leave it to me 

And I’ll chew it all over again. 

And again. 

Cause you’ve fucked me over much worse than that night when you wouldn’t stay sober. 

(All signs of remorse that you left upstream got lost in the tides with my self-esteem)

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