I know it don’t seem like much but could I be the one to buy your Sunday brunch? Is that asking too much?
I know that its false, for me to act as if your gaze doesn’t mean that much. It ties me up into knots.
My youth is a crutch, a feeling I forbade is for the first time creeping back up. Ain’t that just my luck?
Still my mask comes unstuck. Another poor attempt to hide from what you’re offering up. I see you calling my bluff.
But there’s a fault line on the road ahead. Another warning sign which I can’t pretend doesn’t scare me to death. I thought I’d paid all my debts and tied up every loose end. I could have sworn I was abreast of every upcoming bend.
released March 15, 2017
Caspar Conrick: Guitar, Vocals
Nick Dudek: Guitar, Vocals
Jarrod Cooper: Electric and Upright Bass
Gabriel Briggs: Drums & Percussion
Alex Byers: Mandolin
Kate Gorrie: Banjo
Produced By Caspar Conrick
Recorded & Mixed by Fraser Montgomery
Assistant Engineer: Nick Edin
Mastered by Adam Dempsey
Album Art & Design by Caspar Conrick
Recorded at The Aviary Studio. Abbotsford, Melbourne. March 2016.