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Dress It Up & Call It Living

by The Telephone Junkies

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hollowbloom Woah. These guys are carrying the torch of that indie alternative 90s sound. This is some good stuff. I know my listed favorite track is the first one on the album... but it's a strong well written intro. Killin it. Favorite track: Midwest Band (We're A).
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I've been off running my mouth Trying to make someone else proud You can leave if it's too loud That's got nothing to do with me Those tired words that I once stole Once charming to me now grow old That's not where my intentions go So that's not where I'm gonna be Talk is cheap lies are more so Strategies always feel cold I've seen where those inventions go and That's got everything to do with me Coz I've been off running my mouth No one's impressed no one feels proud I'll be alright when you come down Just please don't ever let me be I've got something to prove I'm not sure what it is But I can't shake the feeling That its going to hurt Coz with people nothing good Ever comes for free I don't want this feeling Is this all I can expect? You can leave if you want to I'll never be one to stop you
Maybe when I'm not so low We could be together then Maybe when you're not so high We could be together then Cracked up ain't what it used to be Nickel-plated of mind, but it's only me Elated and Jaded could never make it to eternity But I'm try Maybe at our last goodbye If we get a last goodbye Then I won't see you cry We could be together then Cracked up ain't what it used to mean Nickel-plated of mine, but it's only me Elated and Jaded could never make it to eternity But I try Nothing you do surprises me anymore
I'm so excited! Because I'm so enlightened I'm feeling so reliant I'm feeling so beyond it Just call me Caesar Paranoid of everything around me Maybe going out wasn't such a hot idea(s) they, love to Dress it Up & Call it Living Missing every single point I made last weekend When everything around me felt so Jaded made it Easier for someone to escape it. From something fucked up Not easily defined, I Can't shake it And just call me Caesar Paranoid of everything around me I'm drowning Stop pretending that everything you do is so convincing This isn't living
Date Night 03:58
Check mane find glasses To bring the stitches up to 9 But with my jacket and your sundress Sweetheart, I think you took tonight We'll contend a point a mystery Inquire on my behalf To if our jokes are funny Or did we both just need a laugh? I can't stop thinking about you Why would I want to? I can hear you say Can't you see it's been a good day? Stumbling down the park trail I made a play for your hand You told me of your dreams and I told you about my rock n roll band In the blankets buried Who needs a break for air And if we just stayed underground Would anybody care? I can't stop thinking of you Why would I want to? I can hear you say Can't you see it's been a good day? I can't turn away from you Why should I want to? I can see you smile Ain't it good to be alive? i been sunk
You don't have a clue What I'd do for you We can't leave it be You've done so much for us But we could never be you You never complained Never said anything Don't have to say anything You never pretend You listened to all my songs But we could never be you And here, here at the end You'll do what you wanted to Whatever you want to do Goodbye, my silent friend I hope I've been good to you I hope I've been good to you
lo c 01:38
No obstacles no adventures Your desk a new cockpit Don't worry son! Don't even have to turn your head No livery no lights All the owners went and chopped them down Til there's nothing left for any animals 'cept for broken bits of brick and stone **in a yelling tone of voice** To sing about rivers, where rivers shouldn't be How do I address the lake, above the farm, under me Your apathetic reasons, they're not helping anybody Your pathetic reasons, they don't help anybody Your assistance was an accident Charity sets a DANGEROUS precedent But don't worry sir, we all know you couldn't care No culture is an accomplishment (woo!) Hurry up we've got a viBe to save Your mood is no image. Your mood is no laugh, but I'm a laugh
Jack, the View, I'm in the know She said, "I've got three more days lest you want to go" From beet red don't let it show The option for the operator's own I found something more to do Than be cut up and wasting out of view Brand new coat and western tunes I'm such a cowboy kid of legend through and through New digs. New kid. I think I like it But none can restore Your place. Your face. Once did invited me And I can't stand it anymore Open scene on empty rows I saw 2,000 miles, four buffalo Ancient fields devoid of growth Paint a balance once held long ago I found something more to do Than be cut up and wasting over you Zealous wrath and point of view Could kill a cowboy kid, a legend destitute I'll rip. I'll tear. The men behind this Tear down pillars New dodge. A mirage. It might undo me But I'm not hiding anymore That's right
Call me over You're sold Tell me something You know It seems too easy So I left the party feeling low Feeling tired Or stoned You give your reasons I'm sold It's just too easy So I left the party to be alone It was nice to see you Nicer to see me go I'll tell you I'll miss this But I'm already home
So I stood up Walked to the door I don't really care If you don't want me anymore Fluorescent dreams Oddly serene Caught stealing again From this world that I made Losing sleep and All my interests Call it a shoot-up Of everything I am Orange light, watch the air glow Gasping through the window And goddammit my heart broke I'm never moving again
The silliest
Stuff the bells and Watch em swing So morose I can't hear a thing Evil thoughts got me Wondering To the nature of Important Things Lost in one's crowd How I crave the sound Of someone thinking of me Not received or never sent Couldn't feel the words you said you meant Relegated to one day Casualty of the digital age We could beat that Yeah we could beat that horse Would not be friendly of me
Cheerio 06:16
*intro claves* Can't count the times My life was threatened With coffin image in the grills reflected The migration to the city once fled from Mired by bridges neglected and Funneled to the Action, The Future! Praying some ash doesn't reach you If it reaches at all Struck by the urge to un-panic I send through for a night wholly manic I count one, and you may count three In the last question everyone's evading for me (I think?) I thought I found a thought that now falls Inward and down when Anger is grounded Nothing's left, save the refuse Cries another victim of the white guy blues I count the acts of love, I see them! I take the friendly words, I hear them! *more claves*


released October 30, 2020

Lyrics by jacob
Music by the telephone junkies
Recorded by noah thuma at Greenville University
Mixed by jacob at echo base
Mastered by bill henderson at Azimuth Mastering

Album cover by wes moore
Album photo taken by jack parsons
Special thanks to big lange, aunt starr, and kfc/taco bell combination franchises

Thank you to everyone who pushed us to keep going. We love you and you know who you are


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The Telephone Junkies Springfield, Illinois

jacob armbrecht- guitar/vocals

jack moore-drumz

nick kniss-better guitar

benjamin armbrecht-bassman and resident castlevania expert

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