The Herx

by Moody Booty

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babers. Please put out some more music... Love the guitar and Max's voice is great. I'LL listen all day. Need more of this in my collection.
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burgee Great mellow album, fantastic instrumentals. Favorite track: The Department of Apartments.
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recorded over the summer at funkadelic studios and reed rec productions

"Crunchy 90s alternative meets fanciful baroque pop with some mathy breakdowns for good measure." - Mariana Timony, Bandcamp New and Notable 1/5/18


released December 31, 2017

Max Ripps- vocals, guitar, piano, synth
Oliver Divone- bass, vocals, guitar
Isaac Pincus- drums, vocals, electronic drums

guest appearances by:
Joanna Quinn- vocals on wake up in arms
Luke Sandbank- trumpet, melodica, bells

cover by Tanya Chernyak

engineered and produced, mixed and mastered by Oliver Divone and Moody Booty

special thanks to our moms/dads, and all our friends for supporting us


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Track Name: The Department of Apartments
its been worth it occupied by what to say as we wait so i delay
the tail of the serpent is under water blueish gray
im so filled with irony

i think its fine to be honest about your lies
its not working for you, the way you wanted it to
and i criticize each and every other night
who laid trance upon you, made you feel so untrue

ive been drinking excess amounts of coffee lately
its productive or reductive?
but the best brew ive tasted yet was at the department of apartments

in the city, in the stairwell late at night
gathering just to get high
in the summer, travelling is what feels right
just because of all the time we spent together
Track Name: In The Mourning
we were all packed in a room for someone whod yet to come through, i was worried about the timeframe
hushed when the guest she arrived, jumped out and yelled a surprise
how could we tell who had known the whole time

the wind swept straight through the door, penelope says that im lying
i find strength in disguise, cant you see that were all hiding
who came before occupied all the dorms
horrible things they have happened each fall
who was the one who had watched it go down
drove back all alone, just before dawn, and was up in the morn

we were all packed in the room, sweating and breathing the fumes
i wasnt worried about the timeframe
resting is nice in the sun, but its often fomo or no fun
ill sleep for a day then be up for three more
Track Name: Wake Up In Arms
solstice in the bathroom again, the walls have seen it all
rational until the recollections gain distance

the license plate stuck to the bank of where the dirt and roots meet road
so much resentment for someone ive never met and never will

gracious by the missteps, im fine wearing out my feet
whos to say whats normal when time is quantified by green
grateful to be busy at first but its wearing down unfilled aspirations
not the summer over again, but a pre-met cyph and on dumplings dined

the license plate stuck to the bank of where the dirt and roots meet road
so much resentment for someone ive never met and never will
to send a death threat malicious in attempt and ill will, were trending revenge
all the results are in, its well reviewed

its only a dream, its only how you thought it would be
when i go out to eat luxury impedes
theres a deficiency of trees over in midtown surrounded by the tourists and the in crowd and all the busy bees in formal attire
and when you walk into a room or a big house and feel uncomfortable by the value luxury is nothing to admire

all the results are in were waking up in arms again
Track Name: Final Teenage Daze
catching signals in the morning, turn the phone on, read the news before a yawn
roll a shirt over my eyes to hide the light, to make it feel like night

signals come back in the evening, they hit my phone, they let me know
a love together is so perfect, but when abroad it feels alone
bayly said that distance makes the heart grow fond, well he didnt have the internet, wrote letters but he couldnt send a drunk text
dont get ripped off by the park, theyre just trying to make a dollar, run away to a watermelon shower

tired, wired, its either or on summer days, adrenaline or foggy haze
im burning out my final teenage days
manic, hammock, i wish i could be in the north, surround by the beach and ports
but only for a person, not a place

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