Sticking; Not Stuck

by Chew

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credits

released August 5, 2015

All songs written, recorded, & mixed by Chris Chew.

Recorded in 2015, mostly in my bedroom & hallway in Allston, MA.

Additional recording on tracks 2 & 3 at John Kramer Design, Malden, MA.
– Thanks, John, for being okay with me setting up a makeshift studio while I was housesitting, even though it was unbeknownst to you until after the fact.

“Waking Up” recorded in 2012 in Cambridge, MA & Branford, CT.
Drums & spoken voice on “Waking Up” are sampled from some phone videos of my youngest cousin Dara from when she was probably four or five years old.
– Thanks for being a noisy kid when it was way too early, Dara.

Much gratitude to my parents, who’ve always been supportive of everything I’ve done & wanted to do, even though they’ve had little proof up to this point that I’m even any good at playing any instruments.

For my sister Alli, who was the first to hear most of these songs, because I always bother her to critique them for me.

Art & Design by Chris Chew

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Track Name: F&F
Don’t tell your friends and family
that you’ve been feeling strange.
Just accept that your odd thoughts ain’t odd;
odds are they feel the same.
It’s unspoken tension—hard to mention.
Unclean dishes, dirty laundry keeps all my attention.

“Please keep your shoes on at the door.”
“The carpet on this floor
seems different;
Is it different?”
It’s not different.
It’s not.
Track Name: Couch
I can’t remember what I’ve done wrong.
It’s been so long
since I went walking with your shoes on,
but I’m barefoot now,
and you’ve run along.

Can’t fall asleep—
no, you can’t fall asleep
on the couch.
Fall asleep on the floor.
Track Name: Stick Around Here
I fall asleep to a punch in the cheekbone
that I saw coming,
and the blood always tastes the same,
but it never gets easer to stomach.
And I’ve only been happy a handful of times,
and they were all in the middle of the night.
And the night starts to feel like
a place that I should stay.

You hear the echo of glass down the hallway,
but don’t bother turning around,
’cause you’ve done it before and you always get cut
picking someone else mess off the ground.
And you’ve only been happy a handful of times
and they were all in the middle of the night.
And the night starts to feel like
a place that you should stay.
Track Name: Two Birds
I tried to talk to you,
but I couldn’t stand to hear your voice or look at you.
So I drew myself a picture,
and I called it on the phone,
and I killed two birds with one stone.

I killed two birds
with one heavy hearted word—
the meanest and the sweetest
that an ear had ever heard.

I spoke into the air so harsh,
I almost hit a third,
and I killed two birds with one word.

I’ve been told that it’s absurd—
I hear a chirp instead of a word
whenever you open your mouth to speak.
I spat a stone from my beak,
and I knocked a bird out cold.
Now I’m left in my nest all alone.
Track Name: Waking Up
There’s a fowl in the pen—
just woke up, waiting ten
minutes more to see the sun before he speaks.

The dream that he wakes me from,
it was the only good one
that I’ve had in a couple of weeks.

Waking up is hard to do.

There’s nothing out here I like.
When did day turn to night?
When did I lose my sight?
When did I lose my eyes?

I start talking real mean,
and I am pissing caffeine.
I can’t sleep—
I just dream that I’m asleep.

Waking up is hard to do.
Track Name: Expired Throughts (Darling)
Our eyes met filled with
expired thoughts and brand new feelings
about our surroundings.

Darling,
you’ve seen
so many more things than I have.
I wouldn’t mind if you decided
to share those sights with me.

Darling,
I won’t
leave you behind again.
I can’t
leave you behind again.

You told me
you’d forgotten what the salt in the sea tastes like.
You followed me into the ocean.
As I waited for the tide to carry me away,
you said,
“Why not let me instead?”

Darling,
I won’t
leave you behind again.
I can’t
leave you behind again.