Seasquatch

by Skoolgirl

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released January 24, 2014

Skoolgirl is:
Stan Richardson II - Guitar/Vocals
Evan Bundy - Drums/Screaming

All lyrics by Stan Richardson II.
Album artwork by Shari Ross.

Released on Jeunesse Cosmique (Canada) 2014.

Recorded and mixed/mastered by Shibby Poole, a shining golden god, at Evan's house and Stan's house.

Thanks to all our buds for helping us out in countless ways over the years. Special thanks to Shari Ross, Shibby Poole, JT, Willie Rayder, the Jeunesse kids, Cody + Robbie, Steven Roberts, Callan Dawn, our moms + pops + siblings, Blake Conley, Miller + Skye, Linear Downfall, Woozy, Lava Church, Paco Tapes, Tanner, John Furr, Aaron, Mike Pfohl, Braj Mahal, Sam Baribault, Dave Lynch, and any other kool kids that were directly or indirectly a part of making this record and just being general DIY badasses.

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Skoolgirl Nashville, Tennessee

Stan Richardson II's creative outlet/music collective in collaboration with a number of friends who all have too many instruments and a questionable relationship with sound. Frequent conspirators include Ryan Usher, Evan Bundy, Sam Baribault and Dave Lynch.

Skoolgirl (currently) is:
Stan Richardson II - Guitar/Vox
Ryan Usher - Drums
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Track Name: Honey Stick
I get scared when yr away
So just tell me that you'll stay,
'Cuz when you talk about running 'round,
My whole heart falls out my mouth
And on the ground.
Honey,
Please,
Just say
You'll stick
Around.
Honey,
Please,
Just say you'll stick around.

I don't mind it if you roam,
Just as long as you come home.
It's not so bad here, in the south.
We drink a lot and talk real loud.
So come on down.
Honey,
Please,
Just say
You'll stick
Around.
Honey,
Please,
Just say you'll stick around.
Track Name: Counter Products
Comfort makes me lazy
I'm so bored.
Watching myself bleed out
On the floor.
Counter products rotting
Out my brain.
Strung-out slacker. Never
Gonna change.

In my bed,
I am dead.
Wasted and
Alone.

I can find the answers
To the things yr wondering.
Yeah, you know I'll figure it out.
I can get a job and
We can live together.
Nothing left to worry about.
Broken words,
Blurred
Vision and a liquor slur.
In the grass,
Passed
Out.

Gaga at the End.
Imaginary band.
I'll be there in two shakes of a tambourine
On the knee.
Dance like fleas until we're drowning in our perspiration.
Track Name: The Roman Empire
I fell for you
Like the Roman
Empire.
With friends, we shared
Little handheld
Campfires.

We get mad
At other lovers
Because we covet
Their proximity.

Under the stars,
We shared the breath
In our lungs.
Behind thin walls,
We heard the sound
Of slapping tongues.

Muffled moans.
Jilted words.
Yeah, who did they think
They were fooling?

Barefoot through brooks.
I could not stand
On the rocks.
I hung from yr
Neck like a dead
Albatross.

Watch the life
Leave our bodies.
Throwing light
At galaxies.
Track Name: River Rocks
I came to you bearing
River rocks from the Elk.
The same stones you carried
Up that hill by yrself.

But as the top
Came into view,
They pulled you down,
Dragging you
Back to where you started.

You joined the ranks
Of Sisyphus,
Stuck inside this
Tartarus
With her.

Just drop the stones and go.
It's not yr fault, you know.