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1. |
I Need Therapy
04:26
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VERSE 1
Welcome back
To this mess
Lucky me
Never left
I'm full of shit
Full of stress
How am I?
Take a guess
I need cash
I need friends
I need love
Need to vent
I used to lie
Not prevent
Run away
Circumvent
But I think I
Finally know what I need
CHORUS
I need therapy
Anyone can see
Something's wrong with me
I need therapy
Coming round, it's been long enough, I can agree
Somebody named me should start to take care of me
I need therapy
VERSE 2
Beer and wine's
All I got
Fell in love
With the thought
that I was fine
But I'm not
Forget what
I was taught
Take a seat
Close your eyes
Get inside
Analyze
Make that mind
Realize
Find out if
That applies
I want more, but unfortunately I'm poor
CHORUS
I need therapy
Anyone can see
Something's wrong with me
I need therapy
Coming round, it's been long enough, I can agree
Somebody named me should start to take care of me
I need therapy
VERSE 3
Strip away
All the pain
You have no
thing to gain
Closing up
Break the chains
Keeping you
In your brain
C'mon and Bring it in
Build it up
I think I've
Had enough
Obsolete
Macho stuff
You were right
Called my bluff
This facade of strength made me fragile and weak
CHORUS
I need therapy
Anyone can see
Something's wrong with me
I need therapy
Coming round, it's been long enough, I can agree
Somebody named me should start to take care of me
I need therapy
Anyone can see
Something's wrong with me
I need therapy
Coming round, it's been long enough, I can agree
Somebody named me should start to take care of me
I need therapy
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2. |
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It was late last night, I was up on my phone
As I write another joke or two
Then I fell asleep, and the thought slowly creeped up
"This could be something that I always do"
Well I woke this morn with a cold and a cough
And a thick layer of sweat on my brow
Oh my migraine drains any energy left
I'm left here wondering why and how?
How in a day my body's changed
I think I know just why I'm feeling strange
I proclaim with a weary breath
A fate worse than death
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I'm sorry for your loss, but this is my end
Alienating all of my friends
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I look in the mirror, now I have facial hair
And a disregard for how you feel
People bitch and whine, but I don't really care
I'm just getting footage for my reel
Well maybe soon they'll find a cure
Until that day I can't be sure
I flail at night trying to stay alive
I'm working on my tight five - oh god
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I'm sorry for your loss, but this is my end
Alienating all of my friends
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I've caught the bug
I need the drug
Come on and give me another hit
I'll plagiarize
And poorly satirize
It's really just some bigoted shit
Maybe it's always been in my soul
The need for new material
Spread through me so fast, so venereal
Woah oh oh oh
I can't believe it's come to this
I shoulda seen this coming, I can't dismiss
I'm out of college, out of shape with no career in sight
Attention seeking, and white
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I'm sorry for your loss, but this is my end
Alienating all of my friends
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
I'm sorry for your loss, but this is my end
Alienating all of my friends
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
A true comedian
And I'm taking you fuckers down with me
As I become weaker and nauseous and sickly
I'm quickly turning into a comedian
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3. |
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We on that Wii Shop Channel vibe now
yee
Verse 1:
Lots of my friends
Know that I write songs
And they can't wait for theirs to come along
A serenade, so personalized
I was getting to them and then I realized
Writing all of those would take too much time
So I chose to combine (all of them)
Chorus:
This song is totally about you (yeah, sure)
This song is totally about you
Yeah whatever you do
It inspired this tune
If I'm vague enough, you will be fooled
This song is totally about you
(yeah, you're welcome)
Verse 2
Well there we go, technically my work is done
By having this one be the one for everyone
And if it seems like I'm implying a name
Or anything specific just fill in the blank
And if one day my wife wants a song
I'm turing this on
(see honey, i already wrote you a song!)
This song is totally about you (technically, it is)
This song is totally about you
How much you mean to me
Sung in sweet harmony
And it's yours if you wanted one too
This song is totally about you
Bridge:
I don't wanna ever have to write another song about another single person
Takes a lot of work; I'm a lazy jerk, and I never wanna have write another verse
Instead
Save a lot of time; single set of rhymes; doing it cause I'm sick of people asking
Now I never need to write another set of lyrics
I can play it and say it applies to anyone who hears it
All day
Get it out of the way
Doing as I may
Now I can say
That this song's for: you, you, you, you, you - oh, sorry, not you
Chorus:
This song is totally about you (each and every one of you)
This song is totally about you (all of you except for that one guy)
Yeah whatever you do
It inspired this tune
If I'm vague enough, you will be fooled
This song is totally about you (remember, still not one that one guy)
This song is totally about you (don't - DON'T LOOK AT HIM)
How much you mean to me
Sung in sweet harmony
And it's yours if you wanted one too
This song is totally about you
Still on that wii shop channel vibe tho
yee
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4. |
Please Clap on 2 & 4
04:24
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Verse 1
Live show
The groove has moved into the crowd you
Don't know
The way to feel the rhythm now, well
I know
How to feel it, gonna tell you about it
You need someone to talk to
Let me give you the walkthrough
This song's in 4/4, wanna emphasize the upbeats
That's 2 and 4, avoid those downbeats
1 and 3, clapping on those is just like dragging your feet
See not that hard of a feat
Now everybody here, repeat after me, go:
2 4 2 4
Clapping like that makes musicians nut on stage
Chorus
You feel the rhythm inside of you
I know that deep down you know what to do
Feel it through
One day you will realize it too
Please clap on the 2 and 4
I don't wanna hear 1 and 3 anymore
no, no, stop, stop it stop-just get the fuck out of the studio
oh okay
Verse 2
If live music had a Geneva Convention
Clapping on 1 and 3 would be a war crime (war crime!)
We have a drummer and a bassist here
Please don't distract them with your time (your time)
Every time people get it wrong, we all die a little, bit by bit
You're not cool or different for doing 1 and 3 especially at this point
After all I just said, Jesus Christ, you'd be a dick
You say you're too drunk to clap on the hits
That's no excuse, when I'm on stage I'm drunk as shit
Chorus
You feel the rhythm inside of you
I know that deep down you know what to do
Feel it through
One day you will realize it too
Please clap on the 2 and 4
I don't wanna hear 1 and 3 anymore
Verse 3
Alright
I think you guys might understand
How to correctly feel the beat with your hands
I hope you're listening intently, I've
Decided to test you all with a bar of 5
(quack)
Ok, we're back now, just find the flow
That one was hard, wow, look at you go
Just please clap correctly, no 1 and 3
It's just as grating as me singing out of key
Murder the song, you'll do serious time
Never forget, you're committing a war crime
Chorus
You feel the rhythm inside of you
I know that deep down you know what to do
Feel it through
One day you will realize it too
Woah
You feel the rhythm inside of you
I know that deep down you know what to do
Feel it through
One day you will realize it too
Please clap on the 2 and 4
I don't wanna hear 1 and 3 anymore
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5. |
Jewish Lobster
02:58
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VERSE 1
Ever since I was a little crustacean
I've had a different set of views
No explanation
All alone in this deep blue
Who would've thought that someone so nautical
Could end up being so theological
This song is in B
'Cause it's under the C
CHORUS 1
Life is pretty sick
Living as a Jewish lobster
I've got a yarmulke I made out of a clam
I don't eat ham
I don't know what ham is
I live underwater
Don't mean to sound overzealous
I'm just one proud Hebrew shellfish
My existence is ironic
And I love it
VERSE 2
See?
I'm not that different from you Jewmans at all
I've got a tallit wrapped around my shell
I'm also hundreds of feet tall
I'm a kaiju as well (roar)
And when I finally have my bar mitzvah
I'll invite King Kong, and Mothra, and Godzilla
And Clifford the Big Red Dog, I hope that he can
Celebrate me becoming a man
I mean, lobster
CHORUS 2
It's a life
Living as a kai-jewish lobster
I think I might take a trip into the town
Accidentally tearing buildings down
Oh, sorry, oh crap, I'm
Just looking for the rabbi
Not a good first impression
I just had a couple of questions
He'll understand them
They're about the Ten Clawmandments
(eh? eh? Get it, it's like commandment but with claw-)
BRIDGE
Oy vey, I just wanna be
With those who are like me
Who can see that all I really need
CHORUS 3
Oh, is to be accepted
As a kai-jewish lobster
I've got a yarmulke I made out of a clam (giant clam!)
I don't eat ham
I don't know what ham is
I live underwater
And if right now you're assumin'
I'm not a lobster 'cause I look like a human
That's because
I- I've got no budget
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Look at you, what do I see
Pathetic and detached from reality
On the search for the ultimate reason
Of why you're hated no matter the season
Fully deny that you're an overreactor
The truth must lie in some other outside factors
You should try shaving your neckbeard with Occam's Razor
But knowing you, you'd rather say:
That maybe it's a worldwide conspiracy to make sure you're alone
And every woman on Earth decided you'll never bone
Because it's purely physical; that's why they go for the dumb Alpha dudes
Or maybe it's just you
(you know, just like - everything about you)
You've got your stats, the numbers don't lie
You've got the facts for why your dick is dry
Whine whine whine, find the women and shame them
Wonder why they hate you when all you do is blame them
Ignore the criticism, way too mean
Just focus on the jokes that you're never clean
Oh, you want me to be less annoying? I sure hope that's what you choose to be when you grow up
Maybe it's that women are shallow, and only think about sex
Maybe the times are a-changin' and you're a man with respect
You've got a million excuses for being an insufferable douche
'Cause maybe it's just you
Maybe it's just you
Maybe it's just you
Maybe it's just you
I know your life is so hard, so throw a tantrum and frown
You don't anyone kicking you while you're already down
Because no suffering in history compares to your balls being blue (boo hoo)
Maybe it goes up to the government, it's their master plan
Like how you jerk off, it's controlled by the Invisible Hand
There's always some other reason, you'd be better off if you knew
That maybe it's just you
Complaining you don't screw
And everything you do
And your overall attitude
Maybe it's just you
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Verse 1:
Looking back I wonder why I even tried
What we had was guaranteed to die
It's better off 6 feet below, just let it go
Not the most horrifying story or frightening fright
Compares to you calling me up late at night
Cry on the line and you try
Chorus 1:
To raise our love from the dead
Can't raise our love from the dead
Even though it's laid to bed
You try to raise our love from the dead
Did you think that you still had a shot
Let the love we had decay and rot
Like you once said
Can't raise our love from the dead
Verse 2:
I know you're desperate to steal the corpse and reanimate
I'm sorry baby I can't relate
If I recall, you dug the grave
That's your mistake
This abomination was never meant to be revived
But still you bring it to your castle up high
Flip the switch and scream "It's alive!"
(Why do you try)
Chorus 2:
To raise our love from the dead
Can't raise our love from the dead
Even though it's laid to bed
You try to raise our love from the dead
Rotting monsters want to bash in my head
And I would so much rather spend the night with them instead
Than raise our love from the dead
(You can't bring it back)
Verse 3:
The creature that you brought from hell
Is just a rancid broken shell
Of a love that once had a soul, not anymore
You can't go back to before
Chorus 3:
And raise our love from the dead
Can't raise our love from the dead
Even though it's laid to bed
You try to raise our love from the dead
You're a zombie that's wanting me back
But I'm not a necrophiliac
The flag is crimson red
To raise our love from the dead
Can't raise our love from the dead
(You can't bring it back)
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Verse 1:
Time blends together
Going on forever
Approach each day the same way
And that's "whatever"
Long as I sleep
It's been a success
So if I wake up I'll be tired
And then I can finally rest
So let's get to it
I got a busy day
So many things to do
I'll get it out of the way
Well if you wanna meet me
My schedule's packed completely
Dawn to dusk to dawn, I got so much going on
Chorus:
My calendar is filled with
Absolutely nothing
Fully commit to doing
Absolutely nothing
Oh what I feel inside is
Absolutely nothing
Today my one thing is
Absolutely nothing
Verse 2:
Not a thing
No task, no goal, no purpose
Spending the whole time
Feeling completely worthless
The life you want
It ain't what you live
Put zero effort in
And I get out of life what I give (nothing!)
Wake up at noon
After going to bed at 4
Phone for an hour
I step onto the floor
I sit
Until the sun goes down
Yeah that sounds like a lot to do
But I'm the best around at doing nothing
Chorus:
My calendar is filled with
Absolutely nothing
Fully commit to doing
Absolutely nothing
Oh what I feel inside is
Absolutely nothing
Today my one thing is
Absolutely nothing
Verse 3:
I got zero motivation
Nothing gives me gratification
Separate from civilization
With full on isolation
I'm all alone
So at least I don't spread my shame
It's the only thing I'm good at
Tomorrow I do the same
Chorus:
My calendar is filled with
Absolutely nothing
Fully commit to doing
Absolutely nothing
Oh what I feel inside is
Absolutely nothing
Today my one thing is
Absolutely nothing
My calendar is filled with
Absolutely nothing
Fully commit to doing
Absolutely nothing
Oh what I feel inside is
Absolutely nothing
Today my one thing is
Absolutely
Absolutely nothing
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9. |
Couldn't Be You
03:34
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Roll with the punches
Right in the gut
I didn't think it'd hurt so much
Good old 1-2 all you had to do
Was be you
The times are changing
Stuck in the past
But you didn't see this as that
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
Grab some on your way down (oh!)
It's all a trick you know how people act
When they're mad, make it up, state your word as a fact
But that couldn't be you
Hell, that could be anyone but you
We all saw the real you
Way too late for debate, everything to lose
Goodbye and fuck off
Into the night
Keep telling yourself you were right
Consequence was never in your plans
Now I understand
It's so pathetic
How you tried to cover up, deny, and lie
Sorry only when the hammer drops
I don't think you're doing so hot
Look at those words all the shit that you said
You say it's gotta be somebody else instead
Cause that couldn't be you
Hell, that could be anyone but you
We all see right through you
The whole world saw the real you
But that couldn't be you
Hell, that could be anyone but you
Enough with the lies, dude
Fuck around and find out, get out, now you're totally screwed
At this point the hole's getting deeper, oh so deep
As the yells start bouncing around you, we turn to leave
Say "this couldn't be you"
Then we didn't know you
This couldn't be you
Then we didn't know you
This couldn't be you
Then we didn't know you
Oh no
We don't wanna know you no more
This couldn't be you
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By the Lights
04:35
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Watching in the dark
The contrast is so stark
Candlelit reflections
Leave a lasting mark
I don't want to sleep
Something here feels so right
By the eight candles
By the lights
Streets are quiet and still
Room is slightly chilled
Warmed up by these small flames
Feeling so fulfilled
Reminisce the years
Grateful that I'm here tonight
Through the window
See me sitting by the lights
And the feeling amplifies
As each night passes me by
While I stare
I wouldn't dare
Ruin a moment as perfect as this
Menorah-lit bliss
Troubles are ignored
Stay forevermore
Now I have a connection
I've seldom felt before
Take this beauty in
Marveling at such a sight
In the darkness
I stay by the lights
Yes on Chanukah
I stay by the lights
And the feeling amplifies
As each night passes me by
While I stare
I wouldn't dare
Ruin a moment as perfect as this
Menorah-lit bliss
Troubles are ignored
Stay forevermore
Now I have a connection
I've seldom felt before
Take this beauty in
Marveling at such a sight
In the darkness
I stay by the lights
Yes on Chanukah
I stay by the lights
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11. |
Perfect
04:26
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One day I'll be what I dream
Flawless, pure, fully redeemed
Life just cannot reach that goal
When put on a pedestal
Nothing's ever as amazing as it seems to feel
If this is perfect
Then it must not be real
We had no problems at all
Which means we had quite the fall
Seemed like things couldn't improve
Deep inside, I think we knew
Lost sight of what really matters in pursuit of the ideal
If this is perfect
Then it must not be real
Even when I get to where I wanted
What I want right now is always so far away
Pushed ahead because I feel taunted
By who I could be, by what I am on any day
Fantasize idyllic futures
With blind and foolish zeal
If this is perfect
Get rid of me and I'd be perfect
Then it must not be real
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VERSE 1
Nothing happens anymore
Without a little divine intervention
That's how you think a genius thrives
But most of the time you will be bored
Inhibited by your ideal invention
When all you want to do is rise
CHORUS
But you will only fall to the occasion
Paralyzed by lack of motivation
You may hold out for some inspiration
Don't you wait, you can't wait, please don't wait, there's no time
Don't you wait, never wait, please don't wait, there's no time
No time at all
VERSE 2
I thought that I would have some drive
Instead I fell into old habits, of course, they didn't work
The page is not the only thing full of empty space
Those ways feel good to keep alive
How can one love this if one has to force it
One day a good idea might slap you in the face
CHORUS
But you will only fall to the occasion
Paralyzed by lack of motivation
You may hold out for some inspiration
Don't you wait, you can't wait, please don't wait, there's no time
Don't you wait, never wait, please don't wait, there's no time
No time at all
BRIDGE
Wasted potential, the best will come without even trying
Woah-oh-oh
A guarantee you'll never find what you've done satisfying
Woah-oh-oh
You fall in love with the artist you could be and wait for another day
When you don't need to think so hard about what to say
CHORUS
But you will only fall to the occasion
Paralyzed by lack of motivation
You may hold out for some inspiration
Don't you wait, you can't wait, please don't wait, there's no time
Don't you wait, never wait, please don't wait, there's no time
No time at all
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Guess this is life now
Blanking and spacing out
Lost in my feelings
Caught in their pull
Didn't see the sun set or rise
And tomorrow's a reprise
Memory's a hole
Of the days that I stole
I know that it's hard
To not just fall apart
But I need to start
Giving it a try
Moments we thought were better
They don't own us for forever
Still, here I lie
I'm waiting for time to pass me by
Only existing
For reminiscing
Giving me comfort
But I know I can't stay
Want to wake up when at last
All of this is in the past
Because this mess I've made
Tortures me less each day
I know that it's hard
To not just fall apart
But I need to start
Giving it a try
Moments we thought were better
They don't own us for forever
Still, here I lie
I'm waiting for time to pass me by
(time)
I know that it's hard
To not just fall apart
But I need to start
Giving it a try
Moments we thought were better
They don't own us for forever
Still, here I lie
I'm waiting for time to pass me by
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14. |
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Verse 1:
So it's come, here at last, I remember when
I felt empty and needed that spark again
I don't feel any different than I did then
What went wrong?
I can't give anything that I've done here love
Cause that stage of my life is now covered up
With a cloud telling me I'm not good enough
To move on
Chorus:
I need to find me something new
I'm a victim to
Endless productivity
I'm growing up eventually
But that means I gotta go
Had time, but didn't come prepared
Why am I so scared?
Makes sense it has to end
The hardest part is saying goodbye
If I stop, then who am I?
Verse 2:
Set my sights on a scheduled and stable goal
Now I'm blind to progression, gotta fill that hole
Can't I stay here where I at least have control
For a while?
Now's the time that we pack up and graduate
Familiarity and comfort helped me concentrate
I'm not ready to level up yet; I'd rather wait
That's my style
Chorus:
I need to find me something new
I'm a victim to
Endless productivity
I'm growing up eventually
But that means I gotta go
Had time, but didn't come prepared
Why am I so scared?
Makes sense it has to end
The hardest part is saying goodbye
If I stop, then who am I?
Verse 3 (Songco):
Started played music with nothing
But a curiosity with strumming
On a guitar, tape recorder that i used
Take the lyrics down and turn them into something
Now I’m tryna do this for a living
Now my brain is being less forgiving
Never want projects to end, because it sets a precedent
Of whether I am losing or I’m winning
But when you take away reception analytics
Will you listen to your critic or your intuition?
Will you see it as a summit you can’t climb past?
Or as a milestone cemented in a time passed?
The data points claiming that you hit your ceiling are skewed
Music is a lifetime and fulfilling for you
So take a bit to renew, then get back in the groove
Cuz there’s a whole lot of living to do
Chorus:
I'll find me something new
I'm a victim to
Endless productivity
I'm growing up eventually
But that means I gotta go
Had time, but didn't come prepared
Why am I so scared?
Makes sense it has to end
The hardest part is saying goodbye
If I stop, then who am I?
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15. |
Motivation
03:44
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Verse 1
I'm anything but consistent
I've known it since my first set
That I can't keep this up
The one thing that I love
It's been a couple weeks since I've done a single thing
I wanted to get up but something stopped that from happening
(It's me!)
Nothing going on, nothing in my head
Losing my connections, losing all my cred
I don't wanna disappear but nothing new is going here
Someone help me out
Chorus
I need new content
Does anyone want it
Am I wasting my time
Running through the gauntlet
Of making new art
When I can't even start
With a single damn line
I'm out of motivation
I'm out of motivation
Verse 2
My chest and stomach are clenching
All the panic's gonna make me die
Is it that, or is every meal
That I've eaten in the last week been deep fried - oh, no, that's it
Leaving me so lethargic
Logically I've gotta eat more greens
But when's the last time you've been sad as fuck
And said "I want broccoli"
Self-destructing
Hell, I'm running
Someone help me out
Chorus
I need new content
Does anyone want it
Am I wasting my time
Running through the gauntlet
Of making new art
When I can't even start
With a single damn line
I'm out of motivation
I'm out of motivation
Where did the fire go?
Fuck all, how would I know
It comes and goes I hold on
While I can
I'm worried you'll forget
God damn, the internet
Relentless poison hive mind
Got me thinking that
Chorus (last time)
I need new content
Does anyone want it
Am I wasting my time
Running through the gauntlet
Of making new art
When I can't even start
With a single damn
I'm out of motivation
I'm out of motivation
I want my music to be my vocation
But being a creator has an implication
I'm not even big and still I feel the pressure
That I am lesser, give me my validation
Can't be like my heroes with this deviation
No one here knows me or my inner machinations
How do I expect myself to make
Anything without a break
Or some god damn motivation
It feels good to do something
It feels good to do anything at all
It feels good to do something
To look back and say
That that was something I made
That's a song that I wrote and I played
And I'll let you all know
When I'm motivated
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Ben Visini San Francisco, California
Comedy music from an unsuccessful musical theater participant-turned-pit musician-turned-man unsure of where hyphens are supposed to-go.
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Taylor Ham, Egg, And Cheese
by Chris Gethard
Comedian Chris Gethard’s hilarious new surprise album is devoted to the great state of New Jersey, and the great state of New Jersey alone.
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In A Time Of Trouble A Wild Exultation
by Jaye Bartell
A stunning and sparse follow-up to last year's "Light Enough" from Brooklyn songwriter Jaye Bartell.
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Just Putting It Out There
by Aparna Nancherla
This dry, wry, gently absurdist comedian's first album is the inaugural release for Tig Notaro's new label, Bentzen Ball Records.
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