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long​.​.​.​hair​/​don't​.​.​.​care

by frosty palms

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1.
stay 02:51
i don't remember what i said pockets lined with lint and bitterness tapping my intention through the wire oh i think you should stay for a little while jot it in a letter in the language we spoke i would to trip over that note skipping stones across the pond and outta sight oh i think you should stay for a little while despite the walls between our neighborhood what happened and what was understood scribble lemon ink across my skin and late at night i'll read it now and then jot it in a letter in the language we spoke i would love to trip over that note i won't worry about what it meant but i'll think about you every now and then jot it in a letter, though it has nowhere to go i would love to hang onto that note kiss in the morning and leave it behind happy you could stay for a little while
2.
jagged peaks 02:35
in the shadows of jagged peaks we eat and sleep and piss and drink last time we spoke i think i felt the chill for several weeks should have known knowing how this started that i'd be here soon enough the cold, cold whisper shimmers in the snow down the steps to your apartment oh the dingy little basement you call home underneath these jagged peaks we rewire the circuitry behind your teeth or on your tongue it's in my blood, in my lungs should have seen how this was all unfolding now i'm freezing at the door the cold, cold whisper shimmers in the snow down the steps to your apartment oh the dirty little bedroom you call home in the shadows of jagged peaks i burned holes in my memory why can't i let it be? the cold, cold whisper shimmers in the snow as i stand out the alley and i wait for you to let me in once more.
3.
as ashes whirl around the room, no one speaks the cornstalks sway in stormy breeze river city laughs through speckled glass, the prairie state anxious to go, afraid to stay as bodies fade around the room, we're misplaced a drunken dance the late night haze the bait is cast into the lake, a patient show we've cut the thread, capsized the boat as ashes float down to the steps, the mirror shrinks the taxis prowl along the street murky river trash and party graft in full sustain with no way home we have to stay the bodies packed in this three-flat won't rearrange a fucking mess, this whole display the cask we pass, papers and grass, it's the refrain it never changed, it never changed.
4.
you are 04:12
you are there close enough just out of touch i didn't go very far i am here i know, for once though it's not enough you know i know who you are talk it out i could use that now talk it out please? we can speak just enough to keep us out of touch we didn't go very far cuz we are several shapes to parse and conjugate go, turn around just walk right on out cuz you are what i'm not (i know who you are)
5.
crevice eyes 04:02
here i go pace the path, she and i alone phasing slow a kaliedoscopic summer we can wave and watch it go she's the strangest shade of loveliness little depth of blue tangled in this web tapping to the tune no, it's not enough, i needed all of your love i miss those lazy evenings as the grass swallowed the sun we would kiss inside of idle cars patient as you stroll across the driveway singing with the sprawl into the night i smiled so wide it blinds my crevice eyes here i go step into the deep mystique unknown passing slow step on at the station or wave and watch it go it's a dirty kind of paradise little did i know empty miles, nothingness it feels so much like home no, it's not enough i needed all of the above steal across the tracks and smoke until our hands were numb you were half awake and on the floor and i was batting reckless in the doorway celebration echoes through the night i smiled so wide it blinds my crevice eyes i was half asleep and on the floor and you were saying something in the doorway celebration fades with morning light i smiled so wide i swear that i went blind
6.
whethering 04:34
if you knew what was in store it'd still be something i can't afford the mercury drops and we let it take it's course there it goes, i'm all exposed and you didn't even gasp you just said... fuck this relentless winter i can't take it anymore eleven stops past california as if it'd help you feel the warmth with one foot in your new future and the other in your mouth you wear the costume 'til someone calls you out if you knew what it would take only to shrug it off the same the ice expands, the pavement cracks and breaks if i stay composed and make the joke would you even force a laugh? so fuck you delinquent summer driving everyone away just cuz they use romantic language doesn't mean that it's innate so when you stare at that blue ocean and find you've nothing to say the glass turns from translucent to opaque you said... fuck this endless winter while acknowledging the wall as if a year depreciating meant you'd really seen it all with one ear pressed to the padlock and the other towards the clouds the path of least resistance sounds
7.
chief 02:52
here i am, i can't demand it but i ask you understand it i know you just what you wanna do all your hapless praises hope they keep you on your feet don't even bother asking what i think oh, when the walls are bias thin such a passing charm tell me, do you see this too? do you see this too? there stands the highest chief you'll ever meet let alone to fault and folly for your favor tearing up a canvas goddamn, it's such a relief to cave into the unfettered obscene oh to cave into the unfetter obscene oh when your roots are effortless no cause for alarm tell me when's the last time you... when's the last time you? here is the tautest string you could ever impeach i suggest you strum it loud and strong and sweet pleading with the candor of a fucking spoiled art and the applause, the applause, the applause oh that applause, that applause, that applause
8.
aimless 04:27
dawn, always the same why am i awake give into the day shrug my way off of the floor yawn at the mirror locking the door never much of a runner never afraid that i might drown so i drive in circles aimlessly swimming, goldfish in a bowl don't let me forget the taste or the scent what remains, what is left dawn, the restlessness wakes i paint a pale face on my latest mistake never much of a runner never afraid that i might drown so i drive in circles aimlessly swimming, goldfish in a bowl never much of a runner i can wait for a long, long time 'til i come back around
9.
skin's in season the weight rests in our hands relics of manhattan decaying under lead dark circles drawn with blood in the sand red moon rising, waning twilight faces flickering throw me in the fire swaying wild and weary i'll match that boast the smirk you shot it thrumming at the ropes will you be my accomplice stumbling back to camp? skin's in season and i'm coming around i'll wash the sheets you share when i head back to town dark circles line the both of my eyes the night we met underneath the shelter, midwest sirens wailing overhead throw me in the current rushing down milwaukee let's drain the moat so i can say goodbye before you go though you were my accomplice blacking out at camp if i forgot, it's for the best
10.
blur 05:02
beeline for the bar just as it's prescribed after a long week chasing letters stop by your place too drunk to stay awake i wish i had remembered it's thirteen stories, it's late november he had the keys so we opened the chambers and i bummed a cigarette yeah man, i'm alright, but this glittering plane of streetlights it's a savage little garden and i'm not cutting through cuz my eyes are shut too fucked to fight it staring at the wheel until it's in reverse tear apart the puzzle if it doesn't fit oh i don't think i'm ever getting over it wake up alone in a musty bedroom it's been a long week under covers this is the place the place where i became acquainted with the hauntin' so i'll call 'em up those naked memories are the cruelest friends i have but man, we go way back ~guitar shrieks~ you what if i cradled you, that synapse glued i stood to lose all these late hours complacent indulging in this muse but my eyes are shut too fucked to fight it staring at the fan until it starts to blur slip into my skin if it's convenient for now i'll hang around feeling out of it for now i'll hang around feeling out of it oh i can't hang around, i'm gettin' out

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a collection of songs written and recorded while going to school in chicago illinois from 2012 - 2015.

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released February 17, 2017

performed and recorded by bryan.

written and recorded sporadically in various chicago IL basements and bedrooms, addressed harrison, emmett, or california, from 2013 to 2016.

additional recording, mixing, and mastering done from 2016 to 2017 in san diego california.

tape mischief performed in austin texas.

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