Tuesday, November 11, 2008

History of the World pt. II

the please & thank yous (short: tpaty) are a poppity punk band formed in Mundelein, IL. since their inception in the final days of 2006, the band has been through some lineup changes and has since relocated to Chicago, regularly fluctuating between being a trio and a quartet. as of now the band consists of geoff civility (guitar, vocals), marcus br00tus (drums), gooey fame (bass), and nicholas cagematch (guitar).

marcus br00tus (drums) was hardly sixteen when TPATY formed. out of the original members, only geoff--then 18--and marcus remain. previous members include jeremy upton (guitar/vocals), and brandon schawel (guitar), jake outrage (bass), and austin mitcheel (guitar).

swing state nov. 2007, feat. navy dudes moshing w/ joie de vivre

the first batch of four recordings were done in february of 2007 for $20 a song, half of the songs would be removed from the band's live set as soon as enough new material was available to replace it. the band would hold on to the other two songs, one of those--"mind yr p's & q's"--ending up as the last track on their debut full length some 3 years later. the other song, "hey, usa", would remain in the back catalog of the band's live repertoire. original second guitarist austin mitchell quit during this session, disappointed with the chemical balance between band members. the rest of the band recruited another guitarist (brandon) in time for their first show on April 10, 2007 at the University of Illinois at Chicago.

two months after the initial demo session, the band stumbled upon on an opportunity to record 2 songs free of charge in Chicago.  they recorded a brand new song called "peas & cheese" that catalyzed a shift in the band's sound and musical style and also ultimately ended up as the second-to-last track on their debut full length, Mind Yr P's & Q's. the other song was a rendition of a song originally written and performed by brandon and geoff's middle school band. this song was later rerecorded during the first full-length recording session in july 2008 but ultimately abandoned.

after rocking at the museum of contemporary art, 30 january 2008

between april 2007 and july 2008, the band played out as often as possible, finding a homebase in the suburban setting of Lake Villa, IL where their second show was to a capacity crowd. The band managed to practice regularly on weekends in Mundelein, IL and write a substantial amount of material that would largely be lost to the sands of time due to a lack of recording availability, a shift in musical style, and an inclination to move forward rather than back when new members eventually replaced half of the band's roster.

in june 2007, the Mulligan! EP was recorded for free by the band's label head kris a.d. it would take exactly a year for the EP to be mixed and mastered. by that time, the band had headed into a basement in Chicago's Logan Square neighborhood to record four more songs that would also not make it past the demo stages. but one month later, in july 2008, tpaty drove out to Rockford, IL to record four more songs. the band was fortunate to have made friends with emo revivalists and Rockford natives Joie De Vivre. guitarist of jdv chris french invited tpaty out to record at Fuse recording studio on a weekend. as an employee of the studio, french was able to provide free studio time to the band, not to mention access to the popular 70's Rockford group Cheap Trick's live equipment. on this equipment, the band's most recently written song, "fucking honestly" would turn out as the highlight amont the four songs chosen to be recorded and inspire the band to explore more relationship-oriented song writing rather than the social criticism or tongue-in-cheek whateverisms of earlier material.

the notorious speedo rock out of 2008 in mundelein, illinois

as the band began to establish themselves more in Chicago and its northern suburbs, while also managing to embark on some small weekend tours to minneapolis, eastern iowa, and the st. louis area. the band continued to write new material with the intention of recording a full length record back in Rockford. in march 2009, the band headed back to c-french's loft apartment to track drums for 8 more songs--2 of the album's songs having been recorded in the initial Rockford visit. in april 2009, the band laid down guitar, bass and vocal tracks and by this time, brandon had left the band to attend school downstate. they would adjust to being a trio for a short time until jeremy upton joined the band in june.

the mini-tours of 2009 would end up serving as preparation for the bigger tours that were to come the following summer. on february 15, 2010, Mind Yr P's & Q's was officially released by kris a.d. as a limited edition cassette on ice age records and as a free digital download hosted by death to false hope records, which had caught wind of the album just before its release. as soon as they finished their final exams in early may of 2010, tpaty embarked on a two-week to New York City and back. at this time jeremy and jake left the band because they were unable to tour. gooey fame saved the tour from being cancelled by picking up the bass and learning the parts.

w/chris french, on break from recording, 25 july 2008

august 2010 brought saw two-week tour for tpaty, this time out west to colorado. immediately upon the tour's end, the then-three piece returned just on time to attend the first day of the 2010-2011 school year.

the band looks forward to building on the gradual progress that finally culminated in the release of a full length record and two two-week tours and the handful of weekend tours of 2010. december will not only mark the band's 4-year anniversary but also the beginning of the recording sessions that will eventually be presented as the band's sophomore record, Death To The Please & Thank Yous. a winter tour in early january has been planned and booked, the members once again returning to school as soon as they get back and then focusing on finishing their second record, booking a spring break tour, and looking forward to more touring in the summer.

to be continued

jeremy upton shreddin the gnar at swing state, june 2009

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Tuesday, November 04, 2008

be a tree...che?
yeah we destroyed each other's lives,
but the memories won't die
so i'm writing this thing like it's a tragicomedy
cuz it's not ending happily tonight.

everything about you is divine.
under these circumstances you can never be mine
but if you'd come with me we'd still be breathing heavily
& we'd be the ones passing out the time.

my nightmare's a dream come true;
you got me chasing after you.
well if you weren't my muse i would have nothing to lose
& by the burning in my heart i'd be consumed.

i'm always dreamin' about ya too...
please don't hate that i miss you
cuz when you're not with me i sing more spiritedly
so i guess you'll always be my beatrice.

bill o'reilly:
Bill o'reilly how do you sleep at night?
Honestly, how are you still breathing?
How are you still alive?
Anything you say has no validity.
Your biases come through crystal clear in HD.
I couldn't even get through the introduction of your book,
please stop pointing that thing at me.

Hey! Words are cheap so let's go have a drink just you and me.
We'll smoke some weed, and you'll molest little kids and we'll call it even.

I'd love to turn on the TV only to find out that you died.
There's a lot of places where you'd get eaten alive.
Nastrodamos predicted that the biggest douche in the universe would have a TV show
called the o'reilly factor.

I hope mention this song on your show,
but just because I said that you probably won't.
The people who stand behind the shit you say
blow a load inside the bible every day.
Hey! Words are cheap so let's go smoke some weed and drink some beers
don't date rape me by putting pain killers in my brew.

I should have seen that coming from someone like you!

How do assholes like you exist,
let alone get voted into office?
Am I the devil because I'm not religious?
I've got something for you to kiss.

Hey! Words are cheap so let's duke it out on primetime TV.
Don't censor me, you're the one that's gone completely fucking crazy.

bollywood ending:
i miss the nights that you moved for me,
i work the weekends cuz yr not free
& i missed the sneak preview & the matinee
& now you act all indie

cuz we made dialogue that sounded like a movie
that ended up not so innocently sobbing
& luckily for you no one was recording
so i got up & made some tea.

i don't have the skills for filmmaking baby,
but you know i just developed the ones for making you crazy.
besides, movies only remind me to just keep on dreaming,
well i dream of a bollywood ending

where i love your burning heart
i miss it when beams.
let me dance with you
the worst you've ever seen.
only cuz it's so god damn convincing
you will let me get in on the fiery loving.

so what'll it be then baby?
let's work some red carpentry
& then we can thank the academy.

dear allie:
i'm sleeping in the hammock now that held us in the summer,
the one where we showed each other how to make it last much longer.
i woke up with a ruffled head & kept thinkin about ya,
woke up you weren't in my bed cuz your my lil chimera.

just the other day i made you a tape
you played it until it made me sick
a thousand times a day filling in the blanks
just hoping everything's okay.

i felt you didn't wanna hear what i originally said here
& i just wanna please yr ear,
become yr guilty pleasure
cuz i'm psychic about ya dear but never thought to tell you
you mess with my head every night & then i fall in love with you.

you got the booze & i got the blues so let's just throw a party
cuz you've been holdin out on you & i can't even stop me.
you slip through my head every night & leave without a trace,
except when i assert my masculinity in a place i can't replace.

i keep writing you never-sending words
you keep on spilling out on paper.
made another tape,
check yr mail today so i can start forgetting how to remember.

idle fucking hands,
i suppose they're not so fucking good,
you had a field day with 'em i'm sure.
'til we get to spring this is everything
even if it doesn't have the cure
even if it's friday i'm in love & you won't see,
me the end'll justify the mean.

hey, usa:
Hey! USA, get your back into it.
We talk all this shit but never get off our asses and do it...
We always complain,
but last time I looked we were all the same.

Sometimes we work,
sometimes we light off fireworks,
sometimes we get pissed at a store clerk.
Don't you love watching a Bears game on a Thursday
and then eating a turkey?

But we always complain
about how we're sick of ourselves and we never change.
Have we gone insane?
The world shoulda come in shooting on monday.

But we'll only complain
about how this country's a fuck and it'll never change.
We'll get put in our place
if we don't do anything to stop the reign.

holy hell!:
i heard that hell exists
& if i were you i'd take my word for it
cuz i only caught a glimpse but it looked pretty intense.
i'm not a satanist but her voice sounded like heroine
& i got lost in it and i was convinced.

i'm told that god exists cuz she makes me make my muse sick,
but i guess she also gave us kurt vonnegut.
he's up in heaven now singing every word he knows
& he gets to the point & it goes like this:

i'm coming home & there's nothing you can do to keep me out.

i'll remember your face when i'm chained to a goddamn burning lake & i'm sinking like a stone 1,000,000 times a day.
i know where i'm goin'--
to hell with the puritans cuz i'm gonna live my life with conviction.
i'm coming home & there's nothing you can do so give me hell.

repent i'm coming home & there's nothing you can do to save yourself
serpent get off your throne cuz i'm dreamin' for you now.
i fell fast & hard & there was no one even there to wake me up
but i brought my guitar so i could work my way back up.

so i'm singing this song at the gates of hell tonight
& we're singing along at the gates of hell tonight.
at the gates of hell, we will wait every night.
when you feel it swell, you will get your endless night.

the last nazi punk in town:
Flicking off the nazi punk insurgents,
who's ignorant to the golden rule?
"Blitzkrieg Bop," "Hey! Ho! Let's go!" was not a manifesto.
They take you in when you drop out of school.

They always got fucking psyched talking about the nerd reich
'til their leader grew up and grew out of his skin.

One by one they all followed in suit,
one by one they all befriended jews.
Anyone who sets out to fuck authority
is clearly not cut out to be a nazi.

Why'd the nazi punk scene die out so soon?
Did it turn out to be led by jews?
It never occured to you?
Hitler would have killed punks too.
Think it's about time you ditched the boots.

When you strive for aryan race,
end up shooting self in face.
If you wanna be that way then get the fuck out of the states.

mind yr p's & q's:
coffee beans, ground up through & through,
recycled & reused.
a morning-after screw,
but the headache i have now reminds i was never really into you.

& you are hiding from me
a dirty little secret
that not even your mother knows
cuz she can't always keep you protected.

& this is what i get...
you can call it payback
but let's just say your secret ain't so secret,

peas n' cheese:
Can't read uh huh still can't believe it's obvious.
Exist oh yeah one day be dead fine line between.

Hear my primal scream:
can't hate everything.
Life's a conscious stream makes sense in dreams and isn't as cool as it seems.

Funny ain't it? Ain't it funny? We disagree.
Do comedy don't know, can't think, can't eat, can't sleep.

One more primal scream
can't change anything.
Life's a conscious stream makes sense in dreams and isn't as cool as it seems.

speaking of the devil:
Let's just get one thing straight:
we're all victims of supporting the hate.
Pent up aggression we generate,
while somehow I'm forcing you to relocate.

Please understand that I don't wanna relate.

I look at you and feel like I'm to blame.
I look through you and think we all look the same.
I'm telling you it's a crying shame.
I'm telling you that I'm sick of playing this game.

You don't deserve this. No, ma'am, we are to blame.
We are to blame, I am to blame.

This is something I'm trying to escape.
Not down with the idea of being a slave.
I wanna tear down the wall that separates,
But I'm a victim programmed to be afraid.
Don't take it personal,
I understand why it's me that you have to hate.

summer's over:
summer's over so i can start losing my dreams.
it was over as soon as i sentimentalized everything.
i knew it was ending when i started grinding my teeth.
& now that it's over i'm waiting my chance to breath.

all that progress we made,
nothing is better than those early days
when we had nothing to lose & everything to gain
& now that everything's dying i'm going insane.

summer's over sick of singing in rhyme;
summer's over sick of playing in time.
& now that it's over i gotta move on with my life.
can't believe that it's over i just wanted you to be mine.

if there's a chance just give me a sign.

i can't help it i'm staying up all night

thinking about those wrongs that felt so right.
they felt so right.
you were looking for yourself but i was in your sight
& i think i got cancer from being in the spotlight.

you're seeping into my body & i can't rid myself of you.
how easy i keep forgetting if only i was weatherproof.
you're seeping into my body & i can't rid myself of you.
how easy i'd be forgetting if only i could change the truth.

well fuck the truth
i just want you
to end the cold
with your warm hold.


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