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Marely Barch

by Barely March

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dreamcastnerd Man, the range of emotions I feel each time I listen to this LP. Favorite track: nervous as i'll ever be.
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chewwytwee Some of the best pop punk I've heard in a reallllly long time. Each track has something electric and exciting that I feel I've been looking for forever. Impossible to choose a favorite. This was an incredibly easy buy. Favorite track: my life, in shambles.
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Dylan_MRey Bought the vinyl record and it took about a month to come in. When it finally came in there was a written note apologizing for the long wait followed up by 3 Halloween Records stickers and a Telethon 10” thrown in for free. Best. Indie Record Label. Ever. Favorite track: thinking emoji 🤔🤔🤔.
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1.
mambo no. 6 01:38
haunted by the sweetest scent of chapstick lips and coffee breath
2.
corduroy 03:26
fantasize about a better place all the memories that you'd like to erase somewhere high above the trees that you can climb with such great ease get away from the human race and every day you'll be closer to the clouds you don't have to have everything figured out so you think yr life is hell that you need to get away from yrself mouth the words you wanna shout oh mirror mirror on the wall, who's got the fairest skin of all? apathetic adolescent laid back on the floor self-deprecating depression her heart is getting sore yr feeling so stressed out yeah I've heard it all before blame it on the worry lines that you got from yr pillow spending all yr time wasting all yr time spending all yr time crying and crying and crying and crying all this time all this time you broke the mirror on yr wall
3.
the first of December I remember the most the night: the void, and our breath like ghosts the cold embrace of a winter sky with mitten covered hands held tight if only you knew all of the secrets that I kept from you but I've been lying to myself for so long, I'm not even sure what the truth is anymore oh Magnolia, where have all the good times gone? oh Magnolia, faded memories still haunt the fractured remnants of a once collected mind now all of the details that used to be here become increasingly unclear the face gets more and more distorted the lines have all been re-recorded if only you knew all of the secrets that I kept from you but I've been lying to myself for so long, I'm not even sure what the truth is anymore oh Magnolia, where have all the good times gone? oh Magnolia, faded memories still haunt the fractured remnants of a fragile virgin mind
4.
tv screen too small and far away icy roads on a snow day two souls on an old white couch background noise, a film that yr not watching huddled under blankets for warmth two souls on an old white couch my heart beats like a drumline yr concerned, I say I'm fine I look you in the eyes and see a look I've never seen before and in this moment I'm as nervous as I'll ever be feels like I'm frozen, every second is eternity and by December I hope I still remember two souls on an old white couch I can feel the tension growing stronger the way yr staring deeper into me two souls on an old white couch I can tell the night is almost over and pretty soon I know you'll have to leave two souls on an old white couch wrote a song in 6/8 time like that b-side you said you liked to remember how you told me what nobody's ever told me before and in this moment I'm as nervous as I'll ever be wish I was frozen in this second for eternity but by December all I'll seem to remember is two souls on an old white couch
5.
missed out on anything and everything involving constant attention and lately experience, or lack thereof, has led me towards disappointment so maybe when I confess that I obsess, it's not just self-deprecation but rather me asking for some help of yrs 'cause I'm too old to be this ignorant movies & tv screens, they all told me that every dog will have its day but bad luck and loneliness seem to persist and every opportunity I fuck up is all my fault. i'm full of faults. and all the words I try to say escape me, and worst of all, emotional attachment's gonna be the death of me I don't trust you as far as I can throw you and honestly my body can't do what it used to
6.
porcelain beach on southern Long Island, taking a walk to ease yr troubled mind, or just to pass the time did we already run out of interesting things to say or am I not worth the time of day to ask anything other than "how about that weather"? this conversation's dying and yr not even trying cuz I said what I meant under the influence, just barely making sense we can go surfing on the waves of December it'll give you a great sense of pride, or hypothermia this conversation's dying and yr not even trying cuz I meant what I said behind incoherent, stuttering sentences this winter hasn't been great lately, everyone else is out ice skating but the snow it gets me so distracted reminds me of yr winter jacket I get so anxious when I call you, hang up and then turn down the volume the voice on the tv reminds me that I am just so cowardly "return the slab"
7.
music and lyrics by jeff rosenstock Yeah, I've got friends who wanna catch up on old times But that just makes me feel ashamed to be me. And I've got friends who wanna relive the past And deify memories And they just scream to me That if you don't die young yr gonna live too long. On the stoop of the apartment next to my shitty job An old friend passed me on the street today I said "Hello" and tried to catch up on old times She walked the other way. Maybe I seemed to scream That if I got cancer or somebody shot me I'd be like a child or something, Asking doctors to do me favors or cross my fingers and hope it gets better Like a broken record, I seem to scream, If you don't die young, yr gonna live too long. I was getting drunk in a foreign ocean Trying to wrap my head around problems And all my bitterness just seemed passe. Because I realized as soon as I said it How long it'd take to swim from Jones Beach to Indonesia And maybe yr waiting on a call from me. And maybe yr working in a crowded restaurant And yr the one who's got a life so fucked up that you don't know what happened. Just like you saw me working at some restaurant Embarrassed 'cause my life was just so fucked up. And I don't know how it happened.
8.
better days 03:02
how's yr life been ever since the government came and took away all of yr possessions? how's yr wife been? how's the kids? did you lose them in the fire or was that just all yr friends? are you homeless? are you broke? does the futon you've been sleeping on just reek of sweat and dope? it's a shitshow, it's the life. yeah, maybe you've seen some better days but it's gonna be alright. lose a few pounds, trim down yr beard don't quit yr day job, and better luck next year are you paying all yr bills? does the landlord take his payment now exclusively in pills? are you drinking just to sleep, with a 40 oz. in one hand in the middle of the street? when life hits you like a truck, does the fact yr even still alive mean yr all out of luck? does it get worse every day? yeah, maybe you've had some better times but it's gonna be okay. lose a few pounds, trim down yr beard don't quit yr day job, and better luck next year everything's been going to shittsburgh ever since you left me
9.
the first two weeks were spent on the floor in pieces. nights were long and sleepless, mornings nonexistent. I spent countless hours sat motionless in the shower. spent the last few months just waiting for the summer, and it couldn't have come really any slower, but now it's here and nothing's changed. misery loves company, and who am I to disagree? but no one wants to talk to me, so why do I bother checking my phone if there's no one texting me? it's just a habit I can't shake I'm so stack overflow, the definition of insanity just hoping I'll see yr name followed by "hey", "hi", "hello", or "can I ask u a question? it's kind of important" some people never change and we're perfect examples, cuz I still act the same and now my life's in shambles a lifetime of regrets, holding on the what-if's, but that's all they'll ever be that's all they'll ever be I don't wanna go outside today (I'm just the third wheel) I can't stand seeing you next to him (oh, it's no big deal) at least that's what I keep telling them (ask me how I feel) all I wanna do is get you back (we're just a Big Wheel) yr the two small wheels in my back holding me back from my true potential I am a unicycle
10.
it's only a matter of time before you realize yr too good for me and I've just been counting the days until you run away from me and everything I am will never be enough you haven't got the time, you never have the time now I'm just biding my time it's only a matter of time before you realize I'm no good for you and you've just been counting the days until I stay away from you and everything I am will never be enough you haven't got the time, I haven't got the stuff it's never up to snuff we were doomed right from the start so I'll just pretend things won't fall apart and now I'm grasping at shreds that were barely held together by nothing more than Elmer's Glue and wishful thinking oh, I just don't know

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I made this album on my mom's laptop.

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released March 29, 2018

Music, Recording, Production, Design, Snacks - Chris Keough
Additional Design/Layout (Vinyl) - Kevin Tully

Mastered by Erik Atwell at Halloween Records HQ


All songs written and recorded by Barely March, with the exception of "Bonus Oceans", written by Jeff Rosenstock.

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