by Two Inch Astronaut

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Jeffrey C. Jacobs I love the naughty chords which follow the chorus in this one. So I made it My Jam on This Is My Jam. At this time it's my favourite of the tracks. Favorite track: Part of Your Scene.
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M.A. Freund This is the most important new band ever to me. Proof that amazing music will never stop being made as long as it's allowed to mutate into something new. Here, 90's Dischord posthardcore & punk meets loping Midwest indie rock and modern shoegaze with an IDM production sound. They resolve their chord changes like jazz, cop soaring melodies with cryptic lyrics from the best classic emo bands, and plays notes on the guitar I swear I've never heard before. The songwriting couldn't be better, the performances are unbelievably tight, the sheer creativity of this band should make them the most watched act of the last decade. My friends & I still can't believe this music is really out there, on wax, audible outside the minds of people whose generative compositional imaginings outstrip their chops to make those ideas reality. Starting with Bad Brothers & continuing with their cover of goddamn Taylor Swift's "Fifteen", this band has yet to hit a bum note that isn't absolutely enthralling.
I look forward to anything they do in the future, I will gobble it right up & show it off to everyone like wallet pics of my favorite child. Favorite track: Whole Crew.
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Teasy I saw these dudes supporting La Dispute yesterday and their Pavement-influenced indie rock/postcore really hooked me up. Favorite track: Part of Your Scene.
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Recorded in a few days sometime in June 2014 by Michael Siegel at Warrior Camp Studios. Mixed by Michael Siegel with the occasional suggestion from Two Inch Astronaut, mastered by Carl Saff.


released November 25, 2014

All sounds on this album by Matt and Sam. All songs written by Matt, Sam, and Daniel. Album Art by Ari Klein. One lyric in track 3 stolen directly from Tim Shaw. Released by Exploding in Sound Records ( Thank you.



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Two Inch Astronaut Silver Spring, Maryland

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"The two inch astronaut is crying now but in three days time he will be laughing because that's how long it takes for his space helmet to filter out sadness and when enough of it collects and ossifies it tumbles out like bone marble, which stacks up his spine and grows him. In time, he will be the exact height of his loneliness." -Maggie Nye ... more


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Track Name: Foulbrood
saw them taking down the license, with firecracker casings all
strewn about the street behind it, just tire streaks when they made the call
i got a bad idea i'm trying to ignore
but with every comb that comes along there's a sting for every pore
foulbrood drank 'em up, bad mood, maybe vertigo is the fear that you're going to jump and it might not be so bad
lost the second he stepped outside to commit suicide by cop
cat calling the coroner to ask him if he would pick him up
Track Name: Part of Your Scene
i don't wanna be reading about you
in the paper we saw your tox screen
i just wanna be in and around you
now won't you let me be a part of your scene yet
how'd i do, well how ya think? if you fucked it up you forgot to believe
if you're a snitch and you're a fink and you look the part then you can join our team
i don't wanna be reading about your bad touch your nip tuck or the time you tried to make love
i just wanna feel you shiver out all your problems, cuz life's a twitch then you die
is this normal? i don't know, what do you think
consequences being sold by someone you don't know so they can carry you to the bank
Track Name: Type Four
drop down to my knees and ask you
if you'd help me achieve this thing then i'd be okay for several days
but give it a week and i'm aching
got a number of new solicitations i would like to hang on you
cuz i get spells
it's type four, pretty rare, you probably have never even heard of it
what the fuck is wrong with you, leave it on, better not catch you lying down
what do you do when you can't count to two and there are two types of people in this world, ones who can and ones who can't
i know it's good for something, i know it's good for me but i don't care,
i don't care, i don't care
Track Name: Cigarettes, Boys, and Movies
speed of spit a little slower
that's the spot below the fulcrum
where the wrist will prop me up
pounds of rocks inside the pockets
silverware stuck in the sockets, light me up and make a firework
cigarettes, boys, and movies no longer mean nothin to me
tell me when we got so old
cuts both ways across, so sell it back at cost
and wonder your mother would she cry if she knew what you gave up
shuck and jive right in the face of everyone who's got a case of
something that could hurt you too
disrepair and demolition start at home inside the crawlspace
where they learned to be that way
now i can feel the life slip
out of me
with repetition
cigarettes, boys, and movies no longer mean nothin to me
tell me when we got so old
Track Name: Dead White Boy
Dead white boy, swings from the heaviest limb now
He’s all gone, whiter than ever before now
What a shame, we should have done something different
told me to tell you to read what he wrote
and told me to tell you to relay a vote, did you like it?
is it publishable?
exit the carnival coughing for air,
look deep inside of the nothing is there
and how would they know how it feels to be you without it?
dead white boy, he was in one of my classes
long ago, went upside his head with a back brace
tell me did you even like him that much?
now they’re coming to get you but nobody cares,
death is an entrance and you’re not prepared
when you have what I want you’ll be the first to find out
last Halloween he carved with symmetry
two eyes, a nose, a ripped mouth all his own that said
“I want you to be able to look at me for once”
best part of knowing it all is you already know what you want
best part of having a jaw is you can still talk when its gone
best part of packing it in is you already got it how you lived
dead white boy, are you afraid of hell? It’s no place for someone with your
dead right boy, you were dead to me all along, dead white boy, dead to me all night long
Track Name: No Feelings
don’t get too close, you never have to
to tell its dead, and decomposing
don’t slow your roll, cuz you’re not
so indisposed by the bulkhead
you’ve got a tendency to move slow
I’m tellin everybody I know
no feelings im fucked up and cold
there’s nothing to see anyway
I’m late for what is gonna happen
don’t tie me up with stupefaction
you’ve got a heart, a really big one
I’ve got one too, it never helped me
cuz if you saw it once before don’t need to see it anymore
you’ve got to stop to watch it
cuz if I heard it once before, you don’t need to
say it anymore, I got this tendency but
I’m so sick of just waiting around
and I’m so sick of just living it down
Track Name: Black Fridge Area
so you say you’ve been abducted
more times than you can count
you take the hand sanitizer and squeeze it in your mouth
just to tide you over
bend you backwards
secondary to the punch line, what a fucking joke
happiness is leaping off of the porch, going all kinds of broke until it has fallen over
you can drive if you want, you know we never make it quite that far along
but I kept cool cuz I’ve been sleeping in the black fridge area
to crack the case and fill it up with limn and slime now just to tide me over
so when you find that special somebody and you’re ready to say
goodbye to their good side you better hope and pray that you mean it
Track Name: Whole Crew
punishment is not enough for you
I love it when you love to bring your whole crew
they’re lookin good all tucked inside
the loving grasp of all of their waistlines
so grab a throat, act like you know,
cause it won’t hurt if he don’t grow older
didn’t wanna hurt him but what with everyone watching
kick until you feel the lungs collapse and hear the coughing
we aren’t so different you and I
but that distinction might keep us sane
cold crew now
I told you once to tell the pack
told you what to say and then you took it right back
whole crew is graves in the yard
whole crew is graves crouched behind the car
whole crew is graves piled inside your old school
might be a coward but I’m hip to it
might be a coward but I’m not afraid to quit
Track Name: 1, 2, Talk
the shortest hope pulls at all
the hems of my dresses now
and pleads in the highest
pitched squeals that you ever heard
would you please let me under
would it be so hard now?
But I got my zip code revoked
so there was less reason to hope
that I could ever find a home
or least a place that we could talk
increase the drip to overdose
and later on it’ll hurt the most
cuz either way you’ll be allllloooooooonnnnnneeeezzzzzzz
is there a place that we could talk?
Track Name: Black Moon Nightstick
you don’t feel like feelin good
you don’t even wanna try
you don’t even wanna think to try and so you don’t
things they never quite go wrong in the way that you expect them to
cuz they got a lot of practice gettin one over on you
black moon nightstick, slaps on both your wrists
good times and flatlines
black moon nightstick, beat-down scrupulous
good times and more
and whats gonna happen now
I don’t think you’re gonna like
but I can’t be held responsible for your lives
take something pure and innocent and
dip it in the sap and supplements
I guess we’ll never get to watch em grow up
burning off your daydreams, suck them through a can
burning off your daydreams, the best that you know how
if you like it all you need is love
if you lie the truth will set you off