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    Recorded at Backroom Studios in Rockaway, NJ.
    13 tracks about sex, drugs, love and law enforcement.
    Songs ©2014, recordings ©2015.
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    released May 20, 2015

    Will Wood: Vocals, Backup Vocals, Keys, Guitar track 2, 4, 11
    Mike Bottiglieri: Guitars on track 12
    Dave English: Drums tracks 2, 6, 7, 9, 11
    Thomas Finch: All other drums, additional drums track 2
    James Horvath: Guitar tracks 1, 3, 5, 7, 8,
    Vater Boris: Upright & electric bass
    Dan Chetnik: Saxophone, Clarinet, Flute
    Jonathon Maisto: Bass Track 4

    Gang Performances: Jennifer Agront, Mike Bottiglieri, Michael Bridda, Cheska Colombo, Holly Dubin, Amanda Feliciano, Jordan Fernandez, Gabriel Francis, Kara Kittredge, Rebecca Paddon, Alex Ryan, Daniel Patrick Sheridan, Theodore Oliver Simpson, Timothy Francis Simpson, Matt Veeneechei, Gabby Vicedomini, Mike Yablon, Haolun Xu.

    Special thanks to the folks at Backroom: Jon, Kevin, Scot, whoever tolerated my hovering about. My parents for funding so much of this even though my music spooks ‘em. They guy with the milk- was his name Kevin too? God, the milk thing was weird. Mike Bottiglieri, Dave English, and Mike Battista- although their full musical contributions didn’t make it to the album, their help with arrangement was instrumental. Pun intended. Thanks to my former romantic partners, and that nazi-looking girl in the corner of the room; we made eye contact a few times, remember me? Thanks to the band for working so hard. Thanks AVE, Jamface, Strange Thick. The gang. J Bob for Destroy to Enjoy. Y’all at HPC and the Tabernacle, for welcoming and helping to show me just how weird I can be. Bill Buehler for being inspiring- everything is a lot. Shroomboy/Zables and the Wills (Smith, Jackson, Sunshine) thanks for being and having been. Be bold with your love. Thanks to the sidewalk anti-folks. All the friendly homeless people. Everybody who participated in the gang vocals, the Chemical Reaction video shoot, or any aspect of any part of this process. If I’ve failed to remember your name in this, feel free to send me hate mail. I deserve it. -William
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Red, red moon. Keep on rising.
The sunset soon indeed will bleed in my horizon.
The crescent rests, tethered to the west.
Waxing to the rhythm writhing in my chest.
That crack between the watercolor sky and sea is the
corner where you’re born in the mist.
I might deride the tide, ‘cause I’m pulled as it pools about my feet.
Towards your stolen light, while you’re holding my slight gravity.

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind.
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon.

Red, red moon. When will your shadows break?
Tell the truth; what’re you hiding behind that face?
If matters in then I might space out,
why can’t I take in what you’ve been putting out?
Why do I reject while you endlessly reflect?
While you’re projecting your perfection astounds
Nighttime, please hide my eyes, so the man up there won’t watch me stare.
Teach me to make moonshine, and we’ll get drunk on the spirit of the air.

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind.
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon.

The constellations form infinite paisleys in the sky
The condensation tumbles down and erases my sight
And is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high?
Or is it in the signs? Or stranger still, just in my eyes?

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind.
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once
In a red, red moon. I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon.

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