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Late Night

by Honcho Poncho

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Alan Healy Heard 32&33 on KEXP while driving. Loved the mood & the instrumentation. Favorite track: 32 & 33.
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David Ochshorn Because they're tight ('THIS' honcho poncho organic ensemble) 'like that'
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1.
I’m the mega Two Wheel Driver I could send a tremble through the fingers that could tie so many down I’m looking to give to get some I’m standing in the last ovation I’m pressing all the re-play buttons Trying to decide what I’m afraid to keep Living in a curbside pipedream And you Do you really care? I’m dreaming of a radio reject I’m ready for the downfall I am grasping at the straw of 3:15 Turning back the dials on mainstreet I’m shaking like an organ donor I’m giving all my youth to women Shedding all the dust between my teeth Ripping off the teenage drum queen And you Do you really care? People tell me you quit playing I remember when you taught me how to shake a hand and keep a beat Jazz musicians go down easy I’m the mega Two Wheel Driver I could send a tremble through the fingers that could tie so many down I’m looking to give to get some And you Do you really care?
2.
Edison 04:43
I’ve had silly kisses That’s not what this is You kicked me hard down to the floor I need a mattress So I can practice And leave the flesh outside your door And you’ll sit there wondering why I’m a rewound type of guy Say you love me I don’t mind Just fix that pretty head I’m your turnstile I’m not worthwhile I don’t mind Because what I’ve done hasn’t been said I tore off your necklace I wear a red dress I need a quick fix of nicotine You wear that beret for every doomsday You’ve got friends in every scene And you’ll sit there wondering why I’m a rewound type of guy Say you love me I don’t mind Just fix that pretty head I’m your turnstile I’m not worth while I don’t mind Because what I’ve done hasn’t been said
3.
32 & 33 05:12
Looking at the back of your head is taking me a while If I could pluck a loch of your hair, I’d throw it in the pile I met 32 and 33, they took a look at me But when they stood and reached to shake my hand I couldn’t even breathe Save me, Ohio I could never really grow a beard, oh take a look and see. But I heard all the truly pretty things are somewhere in between I’m gonna try to spit between my teeth, I’ve got something to prove But when I start to act and think like that, It’s probably time to move Save me, Ohio
4.
Dirty Gutter 03:55
I wrote my song to the rain Sitting down on a cloudy day Wrote my song to the rain As the brass began to play Wrote my song to the rain What’s the use in staying here When a daydream is all that’s clear I wrote you into this refrain So in the air you will remain Wrote my song to the rain
5.
Dyno 04:20
She’s riding in the backseat with her knobby knees Saying “I love you pretty boy, oh baby, won’t you get inside of me?” He kisses her feet He says something sweet Another little defeat Well, maybe it’s the heat Or the smoke Or your laugh Or the joke that I told But we can’t take a swim Or a drink For we’d choke Or we’d sink And grow old She’s been thinking all about him, riding on the J Train He’s dancing with other women, woman Looking to make another stain He isn’t to blame Using fake names She’ll just stay the same Well, maybe it’s the heat Or the smoke Or your laugh Or the joke that I told But we can’t take a swim Or a drink For we’d choke Or we’d sink And grow old Now he’s sitting in the front seat, counting empty hands Looking for other pretty victims, shooting while he can He never meant to hurt you, to desert you To bite you and spurn you But he did Gotta love that Crazy Kid Coyote Well, maybe it’s the heat Or the smoke Or your laugh Or the joke that I told But we can’t take a swim Or a drink For we’d choke Or we’d sink And grow old
6.
“Theater is a place where nothing ever happens” Then why are people going? Standing in the place of someone from Tacoma The seats are overflowing Well, I ain’t got no time to waste So I’m just gonna take your place And I am so sick of pretending that I am not someone else So sick of pretending Well, never mind. I’ll stay the same while my hands are in my pockets Afraid to beg and borrow I’ve got two good friends and a lazy bottle rocket Why can’t we play tomorrow? I’ll stand here for a moment dear Now tell me what you want to hear because I’m so sick of pretending that I am not someone else So sick of pretending Well, never mind. So sick of pretending
7.
I never went to Ohio But I sure knew where I went All the doubt and all the wondering has made me live inside my head I was never that careful But I know what it is to hide I have shown you all my laughter And I told you all I cried I need to tell a good lie before I die I never danced with Carina But I sure loved the way she twirled Every time I stared moving I got caught up in her curls I never stood on the highway Or counted cards before I played I have lots of things to tell you But I don’t know what to say I need to tell a good lie before I die
8.
And without warning he wakes And without warning he lingers And without warning he started to breathe And the cracks in the tracks are saying don’t look back And without warning he waits And he starts tapping his fingers And worries starting from where could he be When the wind does blow and there’s no one home Everyone I see Grew up to be And without warning he takes All the sound from the singers And carries with him the space in between To a name and a street that he should meet Everyone I see Grew up to be Everyone I see Grew up to be One of the men

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released November 25, 2016

All Lyrics by Sam Gelband
Two Wheel Driver & Sick of Pretending co-written by Sam Gelband and Kalen Tindal
All other songs written by Sam Gelband

Additional Writing by Charlie Meyer, Owen Proto, Theo Henderson, Leah Meyer, and Heather Thomas for Edison

Mixing for Two Wheel Driver, Dirty Gutter, Dyno, and Sick of Pretending by Jonah Cohen

Mixing for Edison, 32& 33, Splitting Hairs, and Sick of Pretending by Owen Proto

Mastering by Owen Proto and Jonah Cohen

Engineered by Kalen Tindal, Owen Proto, and Jonah Cohen

Produced by Kalen Tindal, Owen Proto, Jonah Cohen, and Sam Gelband

Photos by Ruby Paiva
Designed by John Lei

Special Thanks
Theo Henderson
Leah Meyer
Maya Abramson
Tabitha Pillar
Jimmy Maize
Maridee Slater
Reed McCoy
All Gelbands, Meyers, Hendersons
The Painted Door
Harper Joy
Varsity Nordic
Kachess Ridge
CAMP
The Friend Zone
Naked Giants
EMP

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