Mumbles & Whispers
by Curious Volume
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About Anything
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Any Other Night
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Vs. World
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Dent
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There Will Come A Day
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about
Thank you for downloading our album Mumbles & Whispers.
As you may know, this is not the first time we've recorded this album and we ever-so subtly altered the title (from "and" to "&"). The first version, Mumbles and Whispers, was released in 2009. You may be wondering why, then, have we decided to go back and rerecord these songs.
The main purpose was born out of a pragmatic issue: earlier this year we ran out of copies of the original Mumbles and Whispers CD. When we really thought about it, we realized that simply pressing more copies of this album would not be doing justice to where those songs have progressed to and what they're truly capable of sounding like. Our lineup had undergone a major metamorphosis with the departure of Cole and the addition of Zach and Brian--reprinting the old copies would not adequately epitomize to new fans the position the band was in now. Some of the songs are years old and have evolved rather dramatically. Fifteen Minutes, in particular, underwent a complete overhaul and is practically a new song.
As it stands now, our NEXT album (the follow-up to Mumbles & Whispers) is about 90% written. We found ourselves concurrently writing new songs while recording the old, and as time went on, we realized that the new album needed to be able to stand strong and together with Mumbles & Whispers, in terms of both writing and recording. The importance of this will be made abundantly clear in the last two minutes of the next album…
We really hope that you enjoy Mumbles & Whispers. We worked hard and had fun recording it and breathing new life into these songs. Our goal was not simply to make better representations of these songs than before, but to portray them as they should have always been.
Thanks again,
Curious Volume, Attorney at Law
As you may know, this is not the first time we've recorded this album and we ever-so subtly altered the title (from "and" to "&"). The first version, Mumbles and Whispers, was released in 2009. You may be wondering why, then, have we decided to go back and rerecord these songs.
The main purpose was born out of a pragmatic issue: earlier this year we ran out of copies of the original Mumbles and Whispers CD. When we really thought about it, we realized that simply pressing more copies of this album would not be doing justice to where those songs have progressed to and what they're truly capable of sounding like. Our lineup had undergone a major metamorphosis with the departure of Cole and the addition of Zach and Brian--reprinting the old copies would not adequately epitomize to new fans the position the band was in now. Some of the songs are years old and have evolved rather dramatically. Fifteen Minutes, in particular, underwent a complete overhaul and is practically a new song.
As it stands now, our NEXT album (the follow-up to Mumbles & Whispers) is about 90% written. We found ourselves concurrently writing new songs while recording the old, and as time went on, we realized that the new album needed to be able to stand strong and together with Mumbles & Whispers, in terms of both writing and recording. The importance of this will be made abundantly clear in the last two minutes of the next album…
We really hope that you enjoy Mumbles & Whispers. We worked hard and had fun recording it and breathing new life into these songs. Our goal was not simply to make better representations of these songs than before, but to portray them as they should have always been.
Thanks again,
Curious Volume, Attorney at Law
credits
released 29 December 2011
Zach Sandel- drums
John Trotta- bass, vocals
Andrew Paladino- vocals, guitar
Brian Buchanan- guitar, keys, vocals
Mixed by Brian Buchanan and Andrew Paladino
Engineered by Brian Buchanan
Vocals engineered by Andrew Paladino
Produced by Andrew Paladino
Mastered by Jeremy Comitas
Zach Sandel- drums
John Trotta- bass, vocals
Andrew Paladino- vocals, guitar
Brian Buchanan- guitar, keys, vocals
Mixed by Brian Buchanan and Andrew Paladino
Engineered by Brian Buchanan
Vocals engineered by Andrew Paladino
Produced by Andrew Paladino
Mastered by Jeremy Comitas
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- Track Name: About Anything
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You know you can't help it
All it is is a feeling that you can't decipher, you can't decide for yourself,
“What could make this any better?”
Better than this must be bliss and I'll always remember
No, I don't care. I don't care about anything. But I don't care about anything
Better watch your pockets,
someone's trying to rip you off again
And again, life goes on
If you sweat the little things,
they will be the means to your end.
It won't end well
Laying on the blacktop
100 Degrees in May;
I could never let go of what we came to find that day - Track Name: Any Other Night
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And on the day we die,
we're going down together, just like any other night
A one-way ticket to paradise
wouldn't be worth anything without you by my side
If we die tonight- and this isn't hypothetical-
would we close our eyes and feel no pain,
are we that comfortable?
If the answer is no, then who are we spiting?
Ignore the propaganda that the world is reciting.
We make up our own minds- don't need your influence.
We can have our own fun without any kind of affluence
One more night to live and we are gonna live it up!
Every summer night,
when everything is excellent,
I'm riding on my bike
and everything makes so much sense.
I got my girl, my guitar, and my friends.
Got nothing to be sad about so why should I pretend?
It's the little things, the stupid little things,
that keep us all sane.
Listen, sir, we don't want your money.
We didn't have to pay to make this day so sunny.
Oh, it’s a beautiful day
You can't get anywhere with dishonesty;
and nothing brings more guilt than greed.
If we spent half the time we spend moaning instead wearing smiles, what more would we need?
Did we always do our best?
Did we stand out from the rest?
And on the day we die- will we be satisfied? And on the day we die, are we gonna be satisfied?
And on the day we die,
we're going down together, just like any other night. - Track Name: Vs. World
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Me and you in a stupid place,
filled with stupid people
with stupid tastes.
Let's sit around and dream up
new and exciting ways
to say the same damn thing, yet again.
And they still won't listen.
Don't be surprised.
But don't ever let our dreams be compromised for them.
Let's show them all how to be.
See if they catch on.
Frankly, I don't care if they do or they don't
Let's not say a word the rest of the day, just because we really don't have to.
Here they come. Brace yourselves for the hypocrites.
Our main purpose in life, hell, it's to fuck with it.
Tears they manufacture in a factory somewhere,
right in front of our faces, but we’re too entranced to care.
We can take the world by surprise.
Let’s catch them off guard.
Thanks to all my heroes for getting me this far.
It's simple, but it's so true.
You're the only one that I can trust
is always gonna pull me through.
I am certain I am sweating every single pain away.
We'll live life like we know how to, just like any other day.
Covered from head to toe in something disgusting,
I'm at my wits' end and you're the only one I'm trusting.
Your stomach's gonna turn, your heart is gonna burn
but by the end of the day you'll learn that this is where we're meant to be.
On this obnoxiously sunny day in Staten Island,
nothing could have possibly gone wrong.
Me and you in the scorching heat:
laughing, crying, gritting teeth.
It's the whole entire world against you and me! - Track Name: Fifteen Minutes
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What if I don't wake up in the morning?
If everything I was to you was lost?
Words and pictures on my walls...
take them down and burn them all.
Goosebumps decorate my dumb skin.
There's a goddamn pillow in my lungs.
Just turn off the television,
I haven't watched that thing in years.
Who knows anything these days?
I find the things that I'm most certain of turn around and punch me in the face.
How come everyone understands me
for the 15 minutes that they hear me out.
“Oh my God, you hit the nail right on the head," they say,
but somehow, they seem to forget it all and move on.
I've had enough of all the letdowns.
It's harder to lose something you've had and loved.
You're too distracted to see it slip on through your grip,
and you never for a second thought you'd have to give it up.
Looking back on my mistakes,
I can't help but smile.
Because whenever I mess things up,
they tend to stay messed up for awhile.
Look at me, I'm owning up,
in an effort to move on.
But who am I kidding?
They’re not gonna get me until I’m gone.
Ain't it funny how we get excited
and throw ourselves face-first into the mundane?
It isn’t until you’re hanging by a thread
that you finally take a real look at your life.
I sit back and laugh and I appease them.
To me, it's worth it in the end.
Destiny is something you and I can't control.
But you can be sure that I’ll always be your friend.
If you were to die,
well, you know damn well the inevitable fact that I wouldn't be too far behind.
And when we finally reach that place,
"NO REGRETS!”
We won’t regret a single thing.
Phony slogans and pretty words, they will get what they deserve.
I take everything for granted.
I think we're all guilty of that.
and the harder I tried to hang on tight,
the more my fingers started to slip.
I can't apologize for my feelings,
and it's futile to sit here trying to hide.
The more we learn, the more we learn
we don't know anything
I waste my breath, we waste each others' time - Track Name: Thoughts from the Eltingville Train Station
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I've been carelessly crossing busy intersections.
And applying to jobs just to feel the rejection.
Me and the bus, we’ve got something in common,
because all we want is change.
If you give me a dollar,
I will sing about your soul.
I'll say whatever comes in my head,
you'll forget all you used to know.
We can catch a train to the ferry and sail into the city.
Go for sodas at the Funky Diner and never come back home.
The phone seems to get real shy when you stare at it for an hour straight, yes I can testify
that the more you care and the harder you try,
the more you'll lose and the harder you'll cry,
and I don't know if she'll ever feel the same.
So I'll ride my bike to heaven, fall back to Staten Island.
Because I can use the exercise
and you can use the time to think.
Life is a song,
we try to sing along.
But the words are mumbled,
so we can't understand
...mumbled and whispered and we’re never gonna understand. - Track Name: Thoughts from the Annadale Train Station
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I know that I will never understand
why the bad things happen and if they’ll ever end,
but there's one thing I know,
one thing of which I'm sure,
and it's that you were meant to be mine
and I was meant to be yours.
And now that life has dealt me this crushing blow to the face,
it's never been more clear to me that no one else could ever take your place.
Why should we pretend that this could ever end?
What we had,
we both know,
we could never let go.
It's a joke to think
that what we had,
we could ever let go.
I remember every ounce of pain I felt
the day you walked away and you left me there to melt.
And I told you,
I told you right away
that you and I,
we both know,
that this is a mistake.
I said “Someday it will hit you,
like a speeding 18-wheeler
delivering regret from Staten Island to wherever you are.”
I don't need a job to make me rich,
because I feel like a million dollars every time we kiss.
We could go to the city, and talk about life
and I can swear that I will love you till the day we die.
But you’ll mumble and whisper and I won’t understand.
And we’ll lose this forever… - Track Name: Dent
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I drive home fast and I feel I'm bursting at the seams.
Suddenly I'm motivated to follow all my lifelong dreams.
But that only lasts a second,
until the bed and blankets beckon
and I just fall asleep.
It feels like years since I've had any sense of direction.
Weakened to the point where I can't afford to show affection.
With a melancholy "have a nice life" and a final kiss goodbye,
who knows where I'm bound to land?
Priorities, priorities, what the hell?
I put all of my focus on the final bell,
because everything that was here for me has somehow slipped away,
and “away” is where I'm gonna have to go as well,
so farewell!
I hope I left a dent.
I just sit sadly, sifting through old pictures,
forgetting that everything's gone.
It feels good for a minute,
and I guess I'll admit it's
a comfort and a torture all at once.
Falling back into the same habits that plagued me,
the world just seems to rumble undeterred.
An amusingly pitiful chain of events have led me to this place,
and now I'm lost as shit.
After carefully analyzing the current conditions
and identifying the causes of my misguided repetitions,
conclusions could not be drawn.
My life's testimony spilled out in the middle of a yawn
and a stretch.
I'm just a caricature sketch
of the kid who had it all and threw it away. - Track Name: There Will Come A Day
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Every time I look at you,
the clearer it is, the clearer it becomes
that you're nothing but a selfish soul
and I can't wait until your judgment day comes.
I'm glad I'm not “perfect”- perfect like you.
It makes me wonder if you'll ever face the truth.
And I bet it kills you to know that you've been figured out and,
when it comes to your life-long show,
the set is broken and the script's been burnt
Well aren't you lucky?
You'll never know what it's like on the other side.
Well yes, I've been there,
but I've learned sometimes you gotta just “stop and sigh ...and wonder why”
…and though I haven't seen the worst,
I can't just stand by
and watch the innocent get hurt.
And I want you to know you're so easy to see through.
Popularity comes and goes,
but guilt is bound to stick to you.
We all know how things turn out.
In the end, there's gonna be a twist of fate.
There's redemption at the pearly gates.
I can't wait.
There will come a day.
In a time when conformity is how we judge beauty,
it's a constant contest.
The winner takes home her ego in a treasure chest.
You'll regret and forget why you threw away your common sense,
but it will be too late.
You sway in the breeze
(trends, trends, trends).
How did you ever get so weak?
And as for the ones who took your abuse,
all of their pain will be transferred to you
If the world is anything but cruel…
