Presumably Dead Arm (Single)

by Sidney Gish

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1.
same as the EBH version just slight revisions ----------- just to start this off, this isn’t the start of anything, just a song that i can sing to you we’re standing in a graveyard, a presumably dead arm popped through the grass, and who doesn’t talk about that honey, you are nothing to me alcohol and dopamine i’m dying on the sofa and i barely know the time like an old man, say i reckon, i love you for a millisecond, but i don’t wear a watch or rolex and my brain’s a toddler rollerskating down a hill, i took a spill and ran into a tree, and suffered minor injuries honey, you are nothing to me, i don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet but i’m just being bitchy, cause nearly everyone skipped over me on our twilight hour meet and greet, a coffee table theater scene, but disregard the soaring chick back there in corner three, i’d rather let the poor kid sleep but he’s tripping balls, he’s tripping testes, LSD, post- wisdom teeth, he got lost in the shower and he barely knows the hour I wanna know your passwords Without changing them in preferences and all the childhood streets and deceased pets that they're referencing and in the box i’ll type, i’ll know all the numbers to try, i wanna know the lyrics that you think of when you’re high cause i’m in love with strangers who I’ve never even seen and weird cut bangs and sweaters swaying kind of awkwardly i’m in love with fresh air friends from overheated houses till I uber up a giant park and dump my body in my dorm bed honey you are nothing to me i don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems. and all these pretend spouses are a happy storybook, that’ll turn to stark nonfiction in the time it took for me to notice that I’m old, which means I’ll be 30 and happy likely married to personified business casual khakis and i’ll forget about it when i wake up late and stupid i tried to tell the uber driver till he tried to hit it i tried to tell myself because i’ve come this far along carrying my zombie arm to the 15th grade prom honey you are nothing to me i don’t call people anything thats thought to be so sweet the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
2.
dummy parade is back, BiTcH ------------------- perennial daisies are blooming millennial days seem to screw me all over, it’s a wreck it’s not hell but it’s heck i don’t know why i feel this bad or why it’s coming back I’m not immune to winter or depression you’d think I would interpret the lesson I’d bulldoze down the door and get myself outside i found a helpful number, calling them I didn’t try, i wonder why I’m good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that it’s waiting in the wings I won’t die of a dark and lightless lifestyle anyway, i’ve got a plan, and how many roses can I hold in a hand, can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp? I love the advertisements for these I set out on assignment to see what treatment’s best for me, and all I want to be is stock photography sad lamps and blonde ladies she’s lit up lovingly i hope it gets her better again i hope she calls her friends and the scene is like the end of ads for happy meds in which she’s dancing and she's better in the head I’m good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that it’s waiting in the wings I won’t die of a dark and lightless lifestyle anyway, i’ve got a plan, and how many roses can I hold in a hand, can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp? ooooOOoOOOoo?? Chrysanthemums pop out of my head, a dandelion patch in my bed, I think I’ve been dead a week or maybe two, or fifty three and so I died a bit again and I think felt better then until the sky got dyed again. it’s baby blue, cerulean. i don't need help, I say i’ve cured myself today just wait another year I’ll probably be back here. Just wait another I’m good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that it’s waiting in the wings I won’t die of a dark and lightless lifestyle anyway, i’ve got a plan, and how many roses can I hold in a hand, can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp?
3.
same as EBH but the recorded version is so different from how I do it live ------------------------- Well, I took someone's advice With a roll of each eye, she told me to sit down twice What do you want from me tonight? now i’m stuck losing my mind while everyone else just thinks that i’m really shy what do you want from me tonight? Cause I'm invited but I'm terrifying too And I'll sit here for a million years just staring across the room but what do you want? Cause I want it all - and I'd really rather step back, but my back's against the wall what if I'm too nice? it’s a punch in the face to be so over polite What do you want from me tonight? And my voice is too high, and it matches my head and i look like I wanna die, what do you want from me tonight? Cause I'm invited but I'm terrifying too And I'll sit here for a million years just staring across the room but what do you want? Cause I want it all - and I'd really rather step back, but my back's against the wall and i’m born too tall to contort my spine into a ball and i wanna disappear but i’m not adequately small and I'm invited but I'm terrifying too And I'll sit here for a million years just staring across the room but what do you want? Cause I want it all - and I'd really rather step back, but my back's against the wall

about

Recorded as part of the 617 sessions organized by the Boston Music Awards. Thanks to Paul and the whole BMA team for reaching out to match me with this spot, The Record Co. for having us, and Jamie and Will for engineering!

bostonmusicawards.com/617sessions/
617sessions.com/portfolio/sidney-gish/

we also did live takes of 2 screechy songs

You can vote for me for new artist of the year @ the link below :)
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see ya soon

credits

released October 20, 2017

Music, lyrics, guitar, vox, and synth by Sidney Gish
Recorded at The Record Co. in Boston, MA as part of the 617 Sessions (2017) sponsored by the Boston Music Awards
Studio engineering, mixing, and mastering: Jamie Rowe and Will Palmeri

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above pic by Jeannette D. Moses // @jeanettedmoses
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