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Whatever EP You Want Me To Be

by Another Hospital

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1.
Windows Open 06:10
A broken carnival litters the ground And I don't know what comes next A flick of the wrist, or a snap of the neck I made a promise to call my mother Every other day But when I get on the line I don't know what I should say... "hey?" Say, I need it 'Cuz hey, it isn't that bad Hey, something's leaking from your Brown paper bag If you're looking for fun, I'll give you a gun 'Cuz there's nothing I can do to stop you If you're sliding about and freaking out It won't get any better to stay All your ecstasy is strange to me Yet you offer, yet I never want to A bark, a bite, into the night Get the windows up and away I don't drink and I eat with my hands But I'll start if anybody demands I don't drink and I eat with my hands So does anyone wanna dance? ...no?... If you're looking for fun, I'll give you a gun 'Cuz there's nothing I can do to stop you A hundred and one rewrites, I'm never done It's the happiest I'm gonna get Keep it tight, 'cuz I'm itching for a fight Against all the hidden warriors out there At the end of the night, turn out the lights With the windows open, I'm set
2.
Chelsea 05:31
You're talking about him again But you don't know where to begin So don't look a section over, like you don't know her Or else she will win But hey! Just relax, enjoy the smell Of the spell you're under, 'cuz age is a just number So we danced above the Chelsea feeling sorry for ourselves You said You said that nothing's ever done But then again Have another baby, prove that I have won Again, prove that I have won You're fantasizing again But you always know how this will end You're not not pretty, you're just getting older So get over it, my friend But hey! Let's talk about hell! Let's jump around with bombs downtown And prime my body for another round The ashes of the Chelsea wish that you were somebody else You said You said that nothing's ever done But then again Have another baby, prove that I have won Again, prove it! You said You said that nothing's ever done But then again Have another baby, prove that I have won Again, prove that I have won In the end Talk to Chelsea, baby, I'm having too much fun So you beg In this sweet November Throw my head into the sun Your son
3.
Well, I saw it in New York On the day I was born But I can't say I was close enough To see what it was for So now I could never lie to you Or wash you off the floor Oh, I got you where I want You're my favorite dilettante Like the hungry, lovely Lovelessness that kills what I haven't got Cuz it's not suicide if the afterlife Will see that you never rot
4.
The Birds 06:20
Oh, it's gone down below But time won't remember everyone, you know You won't tell me anything, anything worth hearing Anything worth running down the road But you said, "I'll spare you the fall." While chained to my leg, while you beg, "Don't feel anything at all." You make me not worth standing I don't lie, I don't drink, I don't think I can keep this up There are only so many things worth keeping What's the point in words when the birds never stop crying "love"? But you cried, while running down the hall, "I don't know, I don't care, I don't love, but I love you all." I love you all.

about

Sometimes it’s tempting, as a musician, to march away from artistic Populism, Pitchfork in hand, just as you would march away from anything else you’ve gotten sick of. Or, rather, anything you’ve just grown too big for. In the months since finishing ‘The Medicinal EP,’ I’ve come to realize that just because something sounds like nobody would like it, doesn’t mean that there’s any way to predict how a group of songs will be received. People I’ve talked to say that they like it, so I have no reason to complain that “people just don’t get real art” or any comparable bullshit. I’ve come to see that it’s ok for me to do what I do without hoping that people disapprove. To misquote that one Portugal. The Man song, I am no longer “a rebel just for kicks now.” I’ve grown up.

That being said, the work I’ve done since then is not exactly drenched in the kind of masturbatory fairy-dust that makes pop music popular as much as it is apathetic towards the existence of said masturbatory fairy-dust in the first place. I don’t care if people like ‘Whatever EP You Want Me To Be’ because, as it pretty clearly states in the title, this music is just as much for the few of you who will actually listen to it as it is for me. You could say it’s a love letter to the town I’m leaving behind; you could say it’s a vindictive critique of suburban life and all who live it; you could say I’ve grown to throw my ambient reverbs out the window (to an extent) and that the lyrics are irrelevant. In a way, I accomplish all those things and more simply because I am not, nor will I ever be, inside the listener's head. But I can’t say I would never want to be inside other people’s heads; it’s just something I’ve come to terms with.

To me, that’s all this EP is. It’s a collection of some things I’ve come to terms with, stuffed in a package that reflects my newfound nonchalance towards what I am and what I used to be. Despite that, I’m not sure of any way to sign off neutrally. Maybe everything I just said is a lie.

Either way, enjoy.

- E.M.K.

credits

released September 15, 2017

All songs written, arranged, performed, and produced by Eric Kohlenstein
Except for glockenspiel on 'The Birds', performed by Julia Cipparulo
Recorded and mixed by Carmen Verderosa at Woodrock Studios in Raritan, NJ
Mastered by Gene Paul at G and J Audio in Union City, NJ
Cover photo by David Hartz

Dedicated to Hillsborough, New Jersey, the town that made the Me I'm leaving behind. I love you all.

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