Vanderlay EP

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The six songs found here were written and recorded between 2013 and 2014 in Melbourne, Australia. The songs were written by Caspar Conrick and performed by Vanderlay. ‘Nice, Nice, Very Nice’ cites ‘Cats Cradle’ by Kurt Vonnegut.

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casparconrick.com/vanderlay | facebook.com/vanderlaymusic

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released March 28, 2015

Caspar Conrick: Guitar, Vocals
Nick Dudek: Guitar, Vocals
Jarrod Cooper: Electric and Upright Bass
Gabriel Briggs: Drums & Percussion
Alex Byers: Mandolin

Produced by Caspar Conrick
Recorded and Mixed by Ben Coe
Mastered by Simon Cotter
String arrangement by Lauren Byrne, Ben Coe & Caspar Conrick
Vinyl Pressing by Nathan Sawford & Small Run Records
Album Artwork & Design by Caspar Conrick

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Track Name: Nice, Nice, Very Nice
Oh, a sleeping drunkard
Up in Central Park,
And a lion hunter
In the jungle dark,
And a Chinese dentist,
And a British queen -
All fit together
Inside the same machine.
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice -
So many different people
In the same device.
Track Name: Sight Unseen
I won't let time bow me into the water,
Tell me that I ought to change my name.
And I won't let time come in and interrupt me,
Dissect or deconstruct in the way that you want to.

I won't let love tie me onto the bow-sprit,
Or throw me from the cockpit as you try to take the reins.
I won't bow out or be forced into submission,
Or settle down with children like the way,

That you'd always planned to
But I’m not the one who is going to tear all of the sadness from your soul.
I can't be your raincoat / I can't be your scapegoat,
No I can't be the boy you say you've always known
Because thats a sight unseen that I am scarcely shown.
Track Name: Crumbling
You removed any trace of doubt and had me running round the roundabout
With my pants around my knees, I’ve never seen you look so pleased.
And I’m so glad that you reassessed, ever letting me get under your dress
I think that time it will decide and that’s a greater force than you or I, though sometimes it don’t feel that way.

And so the symbols gathered on the side of the road and it didn’t matter how fast I drove,
I guess I couldn’t miss all of the signs, when you were forcing them in front of my eyes.
And soon you, started a habit of undoing your dress, for anyone who said they knew your address
You said you’d leave your door ajar, so he could clamber in through the dark so as not to wake your parents up.

But I was crumbling all the same,
Distorted thoughts in my head of what it was that I meant to say,
But you had made up your mind and now you’re hoping that it stays the same
You had made up your mind and now you’re hoping that it will remain.

And so they, blew up the mall and then they built it again
And our passivity is evidence that they will take just what they want, it’s just more graffiti in a nicer font
And I need, a thousand coffees when I start my day and if they’re not made in the right way I swear I’m going to loose my shit, and I’ll make everybody I know hear about it, even if they don’t want me to.

Because you have, everything you need but nothing of use,
And all the hunches you cary none of them cary any truth,
You thought you’re making a daisy chain but you’re making yourself a noose
And now I’m wondering when i’ll have to cut you loose.

When would it be alright
For me to lift the latch on your life?
When would it be alright
For me to disappear into the night?

Cause I was crumbling all the same,
Distorted thoughts in my head of what it was that I meant to say,
But you had made up your mind and now you’re hoping that it stays the same
You had made up your mind and now you’re hoping that it will remain.

But I’m still crumbling now
There’s a meaning hidden in the stitching of your clothes
A subtle feeling that your mind is only half of your own.
And theres a message written in the ink upon her skin
An old reminder of the many lives she used to live.
Track Name: An Afterthought
If there’s a plan then I’m patient and I’m sure I’ll enjoy all the bends.
I don’t need to know the details, I only want to know how it ends.
And so if you’ve got a plan I’m sure as hell ready to hear it,
But you should best write it down.

So you came round to ask if it was my phone or me that had died,
And why whenever you write you get back out of office auto replies.
You said “If you’ve got a plan well I’m sure as hell ready to hear it,
But you should best write it down”.

So there’s a silence you’re willing to break,
But have you considered what it takes
To try and fill that void?
And as my guilt morphs into shame, will you realise just what it takes
To find your way home?

So I practiced my cursive and I sent out all my invitations,
And I dreamt of a night full of dancing and drunk revelations.
But sure enough you ended up talking about the end of the earth,
And that just gets me down.

So then you called me a taxi and insisted that I call it a night.
The strangest sense of satisfaction as you stood there waving goodbye.
And I confided in my cab driver and told him about my hesitation,
To let you into my life.

So there’s a silence you’re willing to break,
But have you considered what it takes
To try and fill that void?
And as my guilt morphs into shame, will you realise just what it takes
To find your way home?
Track Name: Wake Up
She studies his skin, closes his eyelids and then she stands up,
And she remembers the time he said that when I die, I want to be buried alive
And now she knows just what he meant.

She stands in the hall, watches the flies on the wall and she laughs,
She sees them circle around and then fall to the ground as they try to fly through the glass,
And now she knows just how they feel, getting closer but still nowhere near.

Wake up, wake up, but keep off the light.
Once your world has corroded it will be alright.

She squints in the sun, watches the kids as they run through the park.
It’s such a blistering sight to see life so alive and so void from any kind of mask
She can’t remember what that was like, to live that kind of life.

Wake up, wake up but keep off the light.
Once your world has corroded it will be alright.
Track Name: Funeral
I swam the seas to your funeral to make sure you were still beautiful,
I know you'd never let death make a fool of you.
I sat quiet in the back row and watched the tears like a river flow,
Right down the isle to my ankles, oh boy, you got my socks wet.

I said I’d never let your hand go, but now I’m carrying a handle
To the place where the grass grows and soon it will grow over you.
And it's a good thing I don't mind walking because they put your tombstone at the far end,
So you're far away from everything, but you're still so close to me.

My god I’m breaking all the time and I don't know just when it will stop.
And everybody moves on with their lives, but I don't know when it will stop.

Now I walk home along the concrete, I’m sinking down into a sandpit,
I'm dragging everyone I know in, cause I don't want to be alone.
And now I fear there's a mutiny, when all I wants for you to be with me
We're covered in obscurity, and now your'e covered in dirt.