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Telepathy

by Stagbriar

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1.
Slick 03:14
If you take me you just wanna see my baby, but you don’t wanna feed my baby. Heard you blacked out in the back with the music, a fact you’re refusing, I guess you don’t sweat it. Don’t know why you’re surprised somebody—someone with the money’s sick of all of the same old same. I play the game alright ‘cause I don’t get bored easily, it’s the small things. Been here before— nothing new, bright, or shiny. Covered in bleach in the sink. Count the cash. Let it soak in the trash for a week. On my dime, on my own. Every night I’m thinking about who I owe. Sell my hand or call my landlord? If you hate me, if you just wanna call me lazy (you just wanna call me lazy), I’ve got a list of questions I need to understand, so I’ll know why I can't get by without falling to the opposite side. I'm alive. I’m alive. Oh God, I noticed. On my dime, on my own. Every night I’m thinking about who I owe. Sell my hand or keep thinking about it. All this time, on my own. Every night I’m thinking about who I owe. Why? It’s a lie to my face until it’s not covered in grease. Do you think I would mind if you wanna resign? I can’t stand you. I don’t get bored easily, it’s the small things. Been here before— nothing new, bright, or shiny. Covered in bleach in the sink. I want to drain it. Level and repaint it all black.
2.
Thumbs 04:42
Don’t you double down like lead. Don’t you say that phrase, that blade is dulling. I just wanna bite that bullet, break my legs. I could press it, I’m not really sure what for. Nine hours—I can push my thumbs like paddles ‘til I drown in it. Don’t you run around like that. Don’t you tether us to the time you’re wasting. I don’t wanna bite that bullet, break my back. I should press it. I can’t even sleep at all. Five hours unconsciously calms my battles. God it’s not enough. On sight, light the lame old ruffian. Oh I’m afraid of saying something. I know I noticed—stayed quiet. Don’t you double down like lead? Don’t you wonder what somebody else is thinking? I don’t wanna sew my solace tight to the bed. I could test it. I know that you can’t shut up for one hour. I could use a long hot shower. God it’s not enough. On sight, light the lame old ruffian. Oh I’m afraid of saying something. I know I noticed. I know I noticed.
3.
Non-Toxic 04:09
Put the pen down. Stick your neck out just for fun. Throw a fit in public at rush hour. Cut your losses. Choose non-toxic just for fun. Bit by bit, just slowly slip away. The rest won’t give a shit, But does it ever calculate? Does it ever carry weight? My love, my god for heaven's sake, Drink some water. Call your father. In the afternoon you might just gain a thing or two from walking. To count your options. I know you don’t wanna keep ‘em watching. Fuck the point. Adjust the joint. You’ll always turn out disappointed. Does it even fit the bill? Does it just beat sitting still? Can I convince myself it will? Oh the ways you’re culling out the weakness, and I was ready. Once you break, you’re holding all the pieces. Put the pen down just for fun.
4.
Tall Socks 03:05
Go on walk in a straight line. I know that you won’t do it. Someone called you a comeback kid. Calm down, can it. Come back kid. One lie and you lose it. Don’t talk to me about what you wanna love. Use what’s left. I wouldn’t hold my breath, but you never know it so you breathe it in. Fill the lungs, hold it close, then leave again. No one talks in a straight line, and I know that you won’t do it. Don’t talk to me about what you wanna love. Use what’s left. I wouldn’t hold my breath, but you never know it so you breathe it in, Fill the lungs, hold it close, and am I stuck in my ways, or can I shake it? I’m falling back here, my hands feel nothing. I can’t relax. There’s no more love in the game. I want ‘em one in the same. Gotta love my chances. I was a young pup, tall socks, all talk, singing Elvis in my living room. And I’m still an old dog, cold tongue, singing the same songs on the floor of your living room. Don’t talk to me about what you wouldn’t love. Choose what’s left. I only want what’s best, but you never know it so you breathe it in, Fill the lungs, hold it close, and am I stuck in my ways, or can I shake it? I’m falling back here, my hands feel nothing. I can’t relax. There’s no more love in the game. I want ‘em one in the same. Gotta love my chances to screw this up.
5.
Call back in the morning. I might answer you then. I might try to connect. I might try to fit it in.
6.
Lies 03:32
God is a widow tossing and turning. Lovers taken. Others waiting Lost in the water. Obstinate daughter, Lover’s taken. Others wait inside. I wasn’t telling you lies. Cause is a weirdo. Lost in the wording. Lovers laid in, others waiting. Loss is a bother. Obstinate daughter never weighed in. Tell her, “stay inside”. I wasn’t telling you lies. Don’t you drive away. How do the torches light up? Out like a culprit, you without warning. I was at home then, I was. Call ‘em up, call ‘em up, up to the surface.
7.
Toxic 01:32
Say I’m the only man. Say I’m the only man. Take down that old photo off your Instagram and say I’m the only man. Say I’m your lady first. Say I’m your lady first. Tell that one to stop wearing all your old shirts and say I’m your lady first. You are the one I love. You are the one I love. And I’m so sick and tired, but I can’t get enough of you the one I love.
8.
Telepathy 04:52
I know I tend to bite your head off I let you get the best of me I scream and I shout and I won’t this time I’m using my telepathy Why can’t you hear me? I know I bend despite the trade off I let you get the rest of me I scream and I shout and I won’t this time I’m using my telepathy I didn’t tell you a thing I didn’t think you could handle Give me a definite phrase I really think I can take it I was a piece of your day I wasn’t part of your canvas Everything I didn’t say I kept it in for a reason In my head I’d been telling you thousands of times. Are you listening? Are you listening? Are you listening? Are you listening? (Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?) I scream and I shout but I won’t this time I’m using my telepathic powers Why can’t you hear me? There’s no doubt that I’ll sort it out The way I planned What do you care where I land I tried to find a better route My lips were sealed, my voice was loud My hands were out But you were acting tough
9.
Road Rage 03:26
How’s traffic in the big, big city? Hows your road rage? I heard your mom’s mom passed away. Do you still not speak to your father? Will we ever really know our dads? Well I know if that happens for you, I get sad. I do, babe. I get sad some days. Did you leave the back door broken when you sold the house? I know. You’re right. I told you I would fix the thing myself. Do you still want kids before thirty? I’m not sure that I do now. I feel bad. I do, babe. I feel bad some days. I feel bad, then it goes away. I do, I do, I do, I do. I do think about you. One day, in blue, down roads built just for you, I hope you’ll get it. I hope you’ll get it then.
10.
The Last One 03:47
Is this the last one We’ve still gotta track one Toss it on the album Can we take it back one We made a promise Strap me in the harness Leave shit at the office Now we’re staying honest, I guess I like to think that i’m saving us all of that stress Will I miss passing out in your best friend’s car Is the drive too far Did the ride take all that was left Is this part where it ends Where the material bends I wanna see the thing break I want a place by the lake I’m sorry I won’t be taking on more clients Every small reliance Carved down to a science I guess So what do I get if I give it a rest? I miss you at the worst damn times God, I stayed in light of how Wasted all of it felt Let’s try something else What do I get if I give it a rest Oh death, did it sting like a well placed line I can tell I’m finally tasting mine Some say it’s progress. I think it’s offense. You call it processing my time.
11.
Call it opposites, maybe? I’m sorry for dancing too fast. Kat’s in the back rolling one to take with us. I’m sorry I spoke to you like that. What if we both Irish goodbye? Not sure I have much of an appetite tonight. Stuck by the door to get paid out. You’re cutting your teeth while you’re bored, Circling round ex-lovers or lovers Of someone you can’t talk to anymore. What if I just Irish goodbye? Not sure I have anything else to Load out, contribute, or give you. My tab’s closed. I don’t care to know what their name is– If they’ll be there. I’m better off taking myself home To watch reruns with Charlie. I think I still have what Kat rolled me. I think I might go.

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recorded live (for the most part) at archer avenue studio in columbia, sc during the summer of 2022.

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released September 15, 2023

stagbriar is:

emily mcCollum (vocals, guitar)
alex mcCollum (vocals, guitar, keys)
roger caughman (guitar, banjo)
cam powell (bass)
brendan bull (drums)

featuring:
charlotte rice (vocals)
kenny mcWilliams (keys, percussion)

other guitar and banjo parts recorded at the cypress st house. rip.

engineered by kenny mcwilliams
produced by stagbriar and kenny mcwilliams
mastered by dave harris at studio b in charlotte, nc

artwork by dylan dawkins

special thanks to:

kenny mcwilliams, charlotte rice, carlin thompson, sean rayford, david stringer, dylan dawkins, thomas hammond, kati baldwin, andrea fuhrman, nick fogle, steve sancho, brett j. kent, jared pyritz, and brandon edwards.

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Indie-rock band from Columbia, SC. Led by siblings Alex & Emily McCollum.

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