JEFF ROSENSTOCK
2020 DUMP

Hi! I've been recording stuff at home this year and I'm going to continue to post it here. Hope ya like it!

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1. DEPT OF FINANCE
2. COLLAPSE!
3. ACAB
4. DONE DONE DONE
5. FOX IN THE SNOW (Belle and Sebastian)
6. OLD COLD
7. HANG IN THE HEAT
8. CROSSING WITH SWITCHBLADES (Scared of Chaka)
9. CARING
10. PLEASE DON'T ROCK ME TONIGHT (Fountains of Wayne)

TRACKS 1-4: Tracks 1 - 4 were recorded mostly in July 2020, with a little bit of August as part of a "let's make some demos this month" pact I had with Chris Farren which I delivered on a little late.

Jeremy Hunter played on COLLAPSE! and ACAB Laura Stevenson sang on DEPT OF FINANCE, COLLAPSE! and DONE DONE DONE We all recorded ourselves. Thanks Jeremy! Thanks Laura!

A lot of guidance in recording and mixing these was given by Jack Shirley. Thank you, Jack.

Thank you Chris Farren, Joel Hatstat, Rick Johnson, Christine Mackie, Mike Park and Bob Vielma for listening to these songs and giving me advice and notes. If everyone hates them it's your fault. Songs, mixing, mastering and art by Jeff.

For Elijah McClain, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery, Andres Guardado, Tamir Rice, Oluwatoyin Salau, for the countless victims of violence everywhere. As this is being released the air in California is hazardous to breathe, the current president has repeatedly used Nazi imagery for his re-election campaign and the police are still shooting people because of the color of their skin with no signs of slowing down, despite a worldwide outcry for peace. In fact they are fighting those cries with chemical weapons deemed too brutal for conventional warfare.

Wishing you love and safety.

in memory of walt rossman 

TRACK 5

"Fox in the Snow" is originally by Belle and Sebastian, off the record "If You're Feeling Sinister" which if you haven't heard it hooooooo boy check it out every song is perfect.

I recorded this April 25th and mixed it on April 26th.

Stefan Babcock sings backing vocals on it and recorded himself I think? Or maybe Nestor recorded him. I hope one of them tells me the answer some day.

This was originally available on a compilation that Augusta Koch put together called "DON"T STOP NOW III" which was a collection of cover songs benefiting the COVID-19 Undocumented Worker Fund.

Thank you Augusta for doing that comp and asking me to be on it, Stefan for singing on this and for, along with Chris Farren, listening to my mixes.

TRACK 6

This song was recorded in October 2020.

TRACK 7

This song was recorded in November 2020 and Kevin Higuchi played the drums on it! This song is also available on "Comp For A Cause", a benefit compilation that Dark Hall Coffee / Coranado put together to raise money for one of the raddest non-profit music & art spaces in the world TRUNK SPACE in Phoenix!!

TRACK 8

This song was recorded and mixed May 6th & 7th 2020.

"Crossing with Switchblades" is the title track on my favorite Scared of Chaka record. It was originally released on the Save Stereogum compilation on '00s cover. When I was asked to pick a song from that decade to cover, I had also considered "Trash Flavored Trash" by Blood Brothers and "Movement" by LCD Soundsystem but when I searched deep into my heart of hearts for WHAT IS THE BEST SONG OF THIS DECADE? "Crossing with Switchblades" was the clear answer even if I'm not certain it's the best song on this RECORD?

TRACK 9

Recorded November & December 2020.

Featuring Laura Stevenson on vocals and Dan Potthast on pedal steel, both of whom recorded themselves. Thank you!

TRACK 10

Recorded & mixed May 14th & 15th 2020.

This Fountains of Wayne cover originally appeared on Saving For A Custom Van, a compilation in memory of FOW's Adam Schlesinger who passed away as a result of complications from COVID-19. This collection was to benefit the Musicares COVID-19 Relief Fund.

When I heard of Adam Schlesinger's death, it hit me pretty hard. This first self-titled Fountains of Wayne record is pretty much perfect, a great display of ragged fun power-pop that's inspired me a lot as a songwriter. I'm thankful to have been on this compilation and thankful for all the music Adam made over the years.

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Please do not feel obliged to spend money on this music. I do not intend for it to be monetized. Take it for free please. Any money that comes in for these songs will be donated to charitable causes, but less money will get taken out if you just do that directly on your own - which I encourage you to do if you can afford it. And if not, it's cool.

LYRICS!!!

DEPT OF FINANCE

It’s the morning you woke to a letter
where the return address reads “Department of Finance”
The night you had corn chips for dinner
It’s the weekend you canceled plans

It’s a hundred degrees in the summer
and that guy from your work with the pool pass moved away
So we’re taking extra long showers
We’re not leaving the house today

It has been a terrible year
It has been a terrible year

But it’s not gonna stop moving forward
Even if it feels like nothing’s ever gonna change,
the sun’s gonna rise in the morning
and you have to live anyway

And I’m sorry I sunk into silence
At the moment you needed someone to ease the pain
But I want you to know that I miss you
I just didn’t know what to say
I just didn’t know what to say
But I shouldn’t pretend
I can be a good friend
If I don’t do it the right way

Ahhh, it has been a terrible year.
It has been a terrible year.
It has been a terrible year.
It’s been a terrible year.
Awoooooooooooooooooooo…

COLLAPSE!

You doing alright?
Is this a bad time?
I just need some company
I’m hoping to find
Unloading our minds
Will help us from spiraling while we

Watch
watch
watch it collapse.

The choppers up high
Push noise from the sky
Disturbing our city streets
From morning to night.
They don’t tell us why.
We want to believe we’re free.

Watch
Watch
Watch it collapse.

ACAB

I see your eyes while I’m asleep or
Making coffee
Running
Driving
I see your eyes

You’re having fun in the backyard
The break room
Home on the couch,
laughing.
I see your eyes.

You listen to your friends
You work hard
Do the dishes when it’s you’re turn
You were kind
And no one will ever see you again.

I hear you praying
It’s a nightmare
That you’ll wake up
That they’ll listen
That your parents know you love them
Can’t believe it’s happening.

Oh, no one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.
No one will ever see you again.

DONE DONE DONE

Cherry blossoms on the Beltway
Stinkin’ in the city rain
Son and father on the subway
Try to find their inner screen.
Did you hear the trash can scream?

Stupid loser on his phone tried
To hit me with his SUV
The entitled with a hall pass
Killed a sleeping EMT
And they set them free

I don’t want you around.
I don’t want you around.
I’m done with your bullshit.

Piles of litter at the raceway
Left for someone else to clean
Scatter from a brutal backlash
To those kind enough to grieve
As if we’re the enemy.

I don’t want you around.
I don’t want you around.
I’m done with your bullshit.
I’m done with your bullshit.
I’m done with your bullshit.

They’re firing guns for the master race
And telling us it’s to keep us safe
So get the fuck out my goddamn face
America is a police state

Done done done with your bullshit.
Done done done with your bullshit.

They want us to believe
That equality is SOMEHOW THE ENEMY
We want you to leave.
You don’t keep the peace.
Just violent authority.

They want us to believe
That equality is SOMEHOW THE ENEMY
We want you to leave.
We want you to leave.

OLD COLD

It won't change a thing.
It won't fix the people.
It won't hold the train while you're
running to catch up.

It won't stop the flames.
It won't board the windows.
It won't tell the rain
Whether or not to come.

When the night gets cold
and the day feels old,
I'd rather be in bed

It might be a while
Before it feels helpful
Sometimes just thinking of the sun
can wake you up.

It might ease the pain
(sort of, a little)
It might be okay
To call it when you've had enough

When the night gets cold
or the day feels old
I'd rather be in bed
Watching the moon moves through the trees
And the wind rattling the leaves,
The blanket draped over our legs
Oh, I'd rather be in bed with you.

It won't change a thing
To just close your eyelids,
Roll over and forget
What you've been thinking of.

HANG IN THE HEAT

I don’t have to go to work today
It’s Saturday
Let’s have some fun and hang
out in the heat

I wanna pull you off the ledge,
“Get down from there!
Stop listening to this exhausting world!”
Don’t wanna see you wallowin’
It does nothing
Get out your head and
Call me on the telephone

I don’t have to go to work today
It’s Saturday
Let’s have some fun and hang
out in the heat

The radio reverberates
A song I know
A song I hate
But I don’t really mind
An underscore appropriate
For chances missed
As the sun sets and
Colors my unnecessary drive

Oh yeah! Gonna space out like a rocket ship tonight
Oh yeah! Gonna play games on the internet tonight
Oh yeah! I don’t wanna just feel like an idiot tonight
Oh yeah! I wanna feel good for a little bit
I wanna feel good for a little bit
I wanna feel good for a little bit

The dogs all bark at 8 PM
The neighbors scream
The sports team wins and
Fireworks explode

A refund on a present grim
A new week on the horizon
A thousand future lazy nights at home.

CARING

I haven't written a song in a month
So I'm playing the same chords again
I know I need to get lost in the moment
But I get lost before it begins
Fingers stretching out into space
Reaching as a thought slips away

It's been so long since I've done what I should
That I forgot what I'm supposed to do
Realistic goals --
Feels amazing to set them
Like shit when you don't follow through
Or even make repeated attempts
Yr paranoia's got you verklempt

Song of the year of the century
I wanna wake in a new country
One without fear of my enemies
Coming at me in my sleep

I tried to ride the sunshine from the morning
Right over the 8 PM hump
Six miles later, I'm drinking a tallboy
And rolling another one up
Forgive yourself for not being good
Chase the morning wrapped in a hood
Rinse and repeat
And think of anything else
Tomorrow when you run along
The second fence they built on Suicide Bridge
I guess people just kept jumping off

Even if we all understand
There's people that wanna see you again
There's people that wanna see you again
And don't care if this fucking place is a shit hole.

Song of the year of the century
I wanna wake in a new country
One without famine or poverty
No elite

Song of the year of the century
Good if you're not really listening
Bad at affecting reality

Covid a million
Dinosaur flu
I'd lick the floor if I got to see you
Caring makes you feel like a chump
When you see someone else
Who doesn't want to.