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1.
Girl you gotta disrupt this pattern Girl stop what you’re doin Stop! You gotta disrupt this pattern You make yourself a misery of always wanting more than you can have Oh you gotta put the sing the singin swing in single You gotta back it up yall Girl it’s time to let go Girl it’s time to choose battles you can win It’s time to put the sing and the swing back in your hips and You make yourself a misery of always wanting more than you can have Oh you gotta disrupt a pattern in your head I’m telling you what to do right now I want you to write it down If you think you’re gonna forget Oh I’m telling you, life is brief Don’t make the same mistakes all over again, you made Honey, you don’t have time for this Girl are you listening? Are you gonna remember this tomorrow Or are you gonna do the same thing you’ve been doing? Oh! Don’t you know you ain’t here forever?
2.
I’m involved in a ritual cleansing of everything that has died in me I’m gonna light a fire pit to burn all of it I’m not asking God to forgive me Cuz I don’t believe the lies anymore About what will make my life complete A house in the country a savings account and a SEP IRA and a life insurance policy I’m not asking God to forgive me No one can touch me when I am surfing It feels like I’m flying A superhuman liminality I’m the most me The most me that anyone could ever be And I’m not gonna open another life insurance policy They can throw me in the ditch with all the other sinners No one can touch me when I am surfing It feels like I’m flying Like I am liminality, I’m the most me
3.
Old School 03:56
You’d better get ready cuz I’m here I’m waiting for you I don’t wanna count the days I wanna party in a crowded room, I wanna be kickin it old school feelin my body up against the music, movin to the rhythm of the boom boom boom boom I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like my body I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to be touched like that, the way you I wanna party in a crowded room, I wanna be kickin it old school feelin my body up against the boom boom boom old school in the boom boom boom I’m sick of counting the days & weeks & months of this I’m sick of headlines saying “what fresh hell is this” I want a stamp on my wrist that glows in the darkness in real time I wanna party in a crowded room, I wanna party like it’s 1999 And dance with my body up against the boom boom boom When we danced like that with our hips to the right & left & stick your arms in the air & shake your butt like you just don’t care Remember how we used to get a stamp on our wrist that glowed in the darkness? Feet to the right, hips to the left Feet to the right, hips to the left Feet to the right, hips to the left
4.
I Got This 03:27
Your problem is you mistake the letter for the meaning hiding inside it The rules you use to rein me in chapter and verse I can memorize and rehearse them But I reserve the right to not believe the hype Whatever rules you claim exist I got this I got this I got this So make your claims and break your promises parade your greatest hits to hangers-on and half-wits You can lead me to your water but you can’t make me drink What I got is deep within and no, you’re not allowed to meet it I’ll show you something else instead and this time I won’t be misled Despite what you insist I got this I got this I got this I got this
5.
Life is brief and full of sorrow so let’s go out onto the balcony and feel the breeze and remember how we used to be so lonely Looking out, see them dancing Let’s pretend we’re young again And have no doubt that she’ll be happy Let’s forget the broken vows the secrets and the alibis As she spins, her hair is waving goodbye The band is playing a final number Before we have to go our ways let’s feel the breeze and listen to the music

about

When we started work on this EP, James was in Australia and Cynthia was in Philadelphia. As we were sketching things out we decided to impose a restriction on ourselves: for this batch of songs we wouldn't use any of the instruments/sounds that we had used in any of our previous work together (except for drums), a decision which seemed to affect not just the sonic palette but also the structure of the songs as we wrote them.

When James returned to the USA we put the finishing touches on, and brought in our old pal Dave King (The Bad Plus) to record drums. Many thanks as ever to the incredible Nick Krill for producing and mixing.

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released February 15, 2023

all songs written by Cynthia Hopkins & James Lavino

lead vox: Cynthia Hopkins

keys, bass, bg vox, etc: James Lavino

drums: Dave King

producer, engineer, mixer: Nick Krill

mastering: Alex DeTurk

cover photo: James Lavino

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Fellwalker Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Cynthia Hopkins & James Lavino bring you music from above the tree line.

Find us at fellwalkermusic.com

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