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somewhere else

by Somebody's Basement

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1.
I woke up in a cold sweat and now I'm out in the cold buying cigarettes and the bus is just one thing on the list of important shit that I missed I got stoned while my dad was in the hospital I never called home Doesn't matter cause one day he'll be dead and I'll be old and I'll be dead when all is told but at least that's better than being sober and alone I'm gonna ruin everything forever cause that's just who i am and no one can ever help me not even my closest friends I'm gonna be alone forever by the doing of my own hand all the shitty things I've done all the stupid things I've said so ill get stoned every night and say it makes me feel alive but deep down i know i'm too fucking scared to die i wanna outlive my children lay them in their graves look out the kitchen window the headstones go on for days 'i wanna hold a hundred dying lovers a thousand gray haired friends take a million little pills to stave off my pathetic end i'll work retail forever and smoke my cigarettes fuck it i'll be happy if that's the best that i can get
2.
this town is filled with ghosts drifting like clouds of smoke through the same old empty spaces old friends with older eyes specters with familiar faces spirits drift through the walls remind me i don't belong fill the grave postpone the service cut me loose don't be so nervous i still recall all the time i spent inside their cars and arms their hearts and homes when i felt left alone complacent now i don't wonder how i sank through the undertow
3.
all i've got on my mind is watching mic cage movies in my parents' basement with you it's the only thing that's made me smile or made me laugh in the past couple months the past couple weeks have been a piece of shit drive my golf cart behind the range for a cigarette i ash it out after just one puff I'm fucking ashamed and the only one to blame and i breathe deeply one more summer and i'm quitting this job i said it last year maybe i'll mean it this year maybe next summer get a job and an apartment in the outskirts of poughkeepsie maybe pretend a career in academics is the right path for me
4.
past the berkshires and up into the greens that stretch into the sky i'll sit atop and wonder why you're gone. sun comes up and falls back down but since you fell how can you expect me to rise? i've come to accept it i did except this: this'll plague me did you hate me? did you remember me as you blacked out? a neighbor and a friend lost.
5.
i think we established that i'm not okay i think that's safe to say my chest beats fast and i have a heart attack don't ask me to explain going broke in a college town i've been up since four reading funeral sounds and at about three "i'll start to hate me" said the boy who once believed in hope eternally but i'm moving on to the next try apprehension's expected of me but reality is inching up with every melody attached to my name i'll sit back set neuroses to flame while you're asking stupid questions like: "what would the neighbors think?" I'll try to fix myself but i'm still cracking i'll try to help myself but you can't change me I can't change me I tried to kill myself but wait... no... look... please look? i've changed. see?
6.
i don't owe you an apology for what you said to me you don't deserve my apology for listening to me and i'm going to bed with your words in my mouth and my lip split open with your words in my mouth and (your) blood on my chest
7.
i wonder if the shirt i gave you still smells like my cigarettes i wonder if you'll ever find the sweater i thought i'd never see again i dwell on these little thoughts cause it's the best way to forget the more important things and the words i know i should have said i try to find some way wherein it's both our faults i don't think that i have the strength yet to take the blame for it all i thought i needed to be better without you it's taken eight months, bitter and cold couldn't give a shit about the stars at night and that the cigarettes i used to love don't fucking taste right i can't believe it took me this long to figure out why i used to wish you'd get over it so i could get back to bed but now i wish i could own up to all the things i said i should have never pretended everything was never meant cause i still miss the things i can't forget you took me by the hand in both of yours you said you understand you used to bite yours too i knew then that you felt love for me the way i wanted you to.
8.
"could be better forever" on repeat and I think it might be true I "never saw it coming" being better without you I still smoke alone at the spot I return to I still bite my nails all the goddamn time I might not be better forever but tonight at least I think tonight I'm fine I think I'm coming down from the speed my body aches and I cant make sense of all of me the face in the mirror much more gaunt than it used to be and i think i'm gonna pass out' and i think i'm gonna puke but in the end i'm doing my best to pull through and i've been listening to milkshakes and i've been finding better people and i'm pretty sure since moving north i'm in a better state but these massachusetts winters get pretty fucking cold still i'm singing shitty emo and screaming FUCK THE 860 it's snowing outside but tonight i'll be drinking indoors with my friends there's a pain in my throat and it won't go away and I've found myself getting stoned every day i wrote down my reasons to freeze to death but now that notebook's in somebody's basement forgotten, and collecting dust "could be better forever" on repeat and I think it might be true I "never saw it coming" being better without you I still smoke alone at the spot I return to I still bite my nails all the goddamn time I might not be better forever but tonight at least I think tonight I'm fine TRY NOT TO HATE ME (half a pack is not enough to get me through the week tonight i'll be bumming cigs we'll be in parking lots as night fades into dawn but today i'll be just fine)

about

This album is the apex of Somebody’s Basement’s creative output and is also our final release. When we first played together in a Wethersfield basement in December of 2012 we didn’t expect to last more than a few months. As I’m writing this I’m realizing that this frivolous little project has turned out to be one of the most important parts of my life. I’ve met new people, fostered new friendships and rekindled old ones.

If our previous releases were rehashes of much better pop punk and emo records, then ‘somewhere else’ is the antithesis of those concepts. It’s about coming to terms with your sicknesses. It’s about realizing that even though you’re happier now, “this town” wasn’t so bad after all. It’s about learning how to be an adult in a world that you’re realizing hasn’t been as much of an adversary as you once thought. It’s about deciding which one of your friends are worth bringing into adulthood with you; about not being bitter anymore toward your past partners and being willing to work your shitty job forever because dying isn’t worth your time.

It’s a record predicated on the cigars we’ve smoked on Connecticut mountains and the dark roasts we’ve thrown away on the way to an early morning practice.

We couldn’t be happier with this release, and we hope you enjoy it as much as we all fought during its development.

—Somebody’s Basement (2012-2014)

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released July 28, 2014

Jack Brannigan - Guitar
Mike Cantin - Drums, Percussion, Misc. Guitars
Chris Nicastro - Vocals, Guitar, Trumpet

Caroline D'Attilio - Vocals
Adam Linder - Bass

Lyrics on 1, 2, 7, and 8 by Jack Brannigan
Lyrics on 3, 4, 5, and 6 by Chris Nicastro

Production, Mixing, and Mastering by Mike Cantin

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Somebody's Basement Wethersfield, Connecticut

somebody's basement was a band consisting of jack brannigan, chris nicastro, and mike cantin.

2012-2014

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