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Living At My Parent's House

by Generation Rx

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1.
Vain Ode to My Loved Ones I guess it’s all because I’m vain And I just want to be your angel But I’m no angel I’m lonely and afraid And I don’t have the strength for strength And I just want to be you savior But I’m no savior I just want to heal your pain
2.
156 01:15
156 We can lie to ourselves and that’s fine We do it all the time That’s how we get through life Everything I say is a lie and that’s fine I do it all the time Because I am alive For now Palm reader gambling debts are too high A cast of characters uttering permanent lines Reversing signs and changing sides Figure eight minds operate carousel rides We paid the ticket price to watch our childhoods die Oh my, my how these kids rewind
3.
Islands of Isolated Dreams We found this ground to build upon In the tall grass near some purple pond We counted shooting stars ‘till The moon was far from Velvet visions of who we are Islands of isolated dreams Like there’s nothing you’d tell me I don’t already think So let us drink our tea On a two way street Assume nothing is as it seems Turn on the high beams Notice light shine on you and me So turn on the brights If that’s what it takes to face the night
4.
Born to Fun or Addicted to Fun/Now I Feel Like Shit There’s a hole in my head Everything seems to drain right through it Oh yeah I can’t get out of bed Got my laptop and my meds Oh yeah I should probably be dead But I’m high as hell instead Oh yeah Now I feel like shit Coming down
5.
Plea 01:39
Plea Chances feel thin I’m gonna win All late disengaged Making more up Making more up ‘cuz I can’t choose Can I cop a plea? Damn, are those pictures of me Spotty lighting making from other screens Yeah, the walls start to change Some strangers clothes In a little yellow locket Time’s talking Installed
6.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy *instrumental* Drum sounds courtesy of Just Blaze (Thank you Just Blaze, seriously so fucking generous of you)
7.
Doubled Up, Going Down When the questions and answers are the same Those desires that you crave only breed suffering Build your wall, hope it makes you feel safe Baby you’re so brave are you afraid of being afraid? I recall dancing with you in the dark Now it hurts to sleep alone, I guess you done left your mark Styrofoam cup Doubled up Tastes like I’m going down While following lines of snow When the blood hits it makes no sound Because I was a slave to dancing on my grave
8.
Chicago 01:40
Chicago Tiny sunflowers in the vase on your kitchen table Today you got a new tattoo You spin the bottle just to peel off the label I have nothing for you Someday I’ll make a plan Then I’ll know what to do When we get to Chicago we will be alright Alright? Alright...
9.
Paging Dr. Benway (All phrases taken or based on William S. Burroughs’ ‘The Soft Machine’) Shoot your way to freedom kid In your invisible and persistent dream body As the whole temple came down You fixed in the sick dawn flutes of Ramadan The Dead Man writes for you Familiar faces in vacant lots Draws those formulas on the floor Dodging limestone skulls Thought in focus of heavy blue silence Cigarette holes in the pink blanket Running loose looking for priests Stages of disgusting metamorphosis It could happen again here Free yourself from the control beam
10.
Black Market Vampires That old lady smoking black market cigarettes Visions of Jesus in her cocktails Smells of locker rooms in a summer dawn Pushing towards the drugstore, twice daily Certainly shows symptoms of suffocation A widow in a window measuring bridge heights Bears witness to a lifetime of executions Flash of an old jalopy veering of the highway Deep-fried nervous system still seering Finds herself yelling at vending machines Recalls glorious drunken Panama nights A whole town full of broken cheering vessels When she steps out of the control beam The damaged cartilage and bruises sing Stirs dark clouds of Moscow in a cold drink Watches black-market ashes fall Burning through her last clean shawl Sad desperation glance into her chemical lake Just a reflection of the walking dead Keep garlic on your breath
11.
Leeches 01:32
Leeches The vultures are moving closer And the cops are creeping ‘cross the street This isn’t paranoia This is something worse I don’t have a heart to leave Leeches linger in the living room For the crumbs they found on the floor Crawling alongside the dead Remember afternoons we spent Sleeping in the graveyard Take to the sky Believe in old lies Oh my, my Let us fall into the sky Believe in old lies We’re caught between two lives
12.
Rosaries 01:35
Rosaries All the medicine hidden in your pocket Rosaries for red rosy cheeks Catholic guilt takes off like a rocket There’s more to ‘we’ than our ‘I’s’ can see Does my higher power forgive me? If so, how do I forgive me? Fill a tall glass baby Take another trip to the pharmacy ‘Cuz your problems sure ain’t free Doctors ain’t cheap As drugs get weak No faith to believe That your problems sure ain’t free Doctors ain’t cheap Chemicals get weak Hang a rosary for me
13.
Something for Always Light in The right spin Biking an excited heroine Fixing up all your skin If the damages win You got nothing to spend Take fire from heaven And bring it to hell Fighting an enlightened heroine Fixing up all your skin If the damages win You got nothing to spend Fixing up all your skin If the damages win You got nothing to lose Searching for a fixing for a something for always

about

Most of these songs were conceived and recorded over a week or so during the strange bipolar winter conditions of Ohio in my childhood bedroom.

I recorded all the instruments with one microphone that Zach Schwartz generously gave to me. And the laptop computer mic on a few songs.

Some of the songs are older and revamped or something.

To me the songs are loosely based on the theme of this digital age, in which my loved ones and I are meandering aimlessly through, trying to figure out what's going on or something. Maybe it's about nothing.

I guess I'd consider this a 'mixtape' in the same vain that is popular among rap artists and Jordan Castro. I consider it a mixtape because it was recorded rather quickly and was not mastered and the songs were recorded in my childhood bedroom and my parent's basement by myself.

The songs are all under two minutes in length. Some of them sound way different than others. Sometimes I sing nicely, sometimes baritone-ly, sometimes falsetto-y, one time screaming, and one time simply talking. I don't know if this is worth typing at all. I think I'm having fun now, or I'm just dumb.

I had fun recording these songs and feel blessed to be a part of creating something with the help of so many known and unknown experiences and spirits.

I encourage every person to create art and not judge the result. I encourage people to create simply for the sake of being a part of the creative process. It has been fulfilling, purposeful feeling, and extremely cathartic for me.

If anybody is lonely or sad or happy or joyous and wants to talk about music with me, I'd be happy to. E-mail me at ziggyzagszig@gmail.com.
We could talk about other things too. I don't know much about other things though.

Please if you're reading this, allow yourself to create art freely. I don't know anything else I can suggest that I really believe... Except maybe brush your teeth. Brushing your teeth seems good.

Infinite love <3

credits

released March 11, 2016

I played acoustic and electric guitars, bass, synthesizer, drums, vocals and some drum programming.

Nick Seink colored and arranged the artwork.


There have been so many beautiful people in my life that I would like to thank specifically for simply sharing this existence with me. Although we may not be close anymore or maybe we were never necessarily as close as others in my life, ya'll still meant a great deal to me. Ya'll made me feel like a real human being.

And I will never forget, ever.

I would like to shout out, give thanks, send love to: The D'Amato/Farley Family (immediate & extensive; way too many to name),
Nick Seink, Kayla Capel, Zach Schwartz, Cori Richards, Brett Castro, Evan Swenson, Jordan Castro, Lauren Cline, Paul Suchy, Lexi Seink, Steve Perrino, Mallory Whitten, Tyler Castro, Mike Seink, Justin Graci, Evan Uvegas, Andrew Borstein, The Castro Family, Avril Galeti, Mike Perrino, Pat Vogel & Fam, Brett Olsen, Richard Wherenberg, Erin Wherenberg, Martha Dittoe, Papa Joe & Joey Seink, Brandon Matlock, Eddie Olschansky, Sara Lessman, Johnna Hughes, Blaise Bonsignore, Mike Bobnar, Sam Riley, Deanna Hall, Russell Brill, Brant Lally, Kyle Singerman, Brock Mladineo, Emily Rolen, Christian Huff, Andy Mocsiran, Sam Tuly, Vibhu Krishna, Adam Defranco, Johnny Yochum, Heather Hanson, The Capel Family, Drew Veres, Russ Goodwin, Aaron Friedman, Pante Edochie, Michael Ricci, Aaron Gerhart, Dillon Harrison, LB Harrison, The Dittoe Family, Jamie Ziemba, Beth English, Jake Goldberg, Kyle Snook, Danny Kish, Mike Barber, Jake Mendlovic, Katie Benton, Savannah McDazzle, Stephanie Baxter, Pheonix Goldberg, Marianna Gryzbowski, Adam Miller, Dane Zito, Ryan Grubish, Dan Bram, and every band that was nice enough to let whatever band I was in at the time play music and hang out with them. I've learned so much from all y'all, means the world <3

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