1. No Direction
2. Subterfuge
3. Homogenized
4. Haystack Home
5. Interloper
Credits
No Direction
lyrics by Rob Howlett
I've been searching for clues through a first rate reference
Tell me, what's the news?
Busy looking for someone to answer questions to
A knotted view...
Could it be underneath buried deep inside?
I'll dig until I find...
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
I've been sleeping amidst shades of Technicolor dreams
Oh, what if?
Shall we leave it to fate
And absolve ourselves of all but circumstance?
Take a stand my friend
There's no progress made here
Circumvolving remiss
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
Crackshot spinning 'round a swollen message
There's no direction, no direction
Crackshot spinning 'round
There's no direction, no
Crackshot spinning 'round
No direction, there's no
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Subterfuge
lyrics by Charlie Hamilton
I told you all in confidence
Got the call and lost faith in you
(Tamed and bruised)
I took the fall in your defense
Can't believe it all was true
(The fame subdued)
Spending time here on my own
I need some space, some room to grow
Oh
This is the last time I let my guard be broken
This is the last time I leave my arms wide open
In a sense
Is it pride that holds me back
Or can I just go on my way
(Placing blame?)
Would it make any sense
To be here or stay away
(I lost faith)
Wasting time here on my own
I need some space, some room to grow
Oh
This is the last time I let my guard be broken
This is the last time I leave my arms wide open
Oh
Take a breath, protect your own
Take a breath, confess it all
Take a breath, protect your own
Take a breath
Confess
This is the last time I let my guard be broken
This is the last time I leave my arms wide open
In a sense
I let my guard be broken
I let my guard be broken
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Homogenized
lyrics by Rob Howlett
Uniform and right, it's so right
Each grain of sand alike
And everybody seems satisfied
Ground up gears
Yeah
Forced in line to homogenize
In one vein we multiply
Subtle crimes all for design
Efficient and defined
A steady hand with a focused sense of urgency
Undermined
Yeah
Forced in line to homogenize
In one vein we multiply
We multiply
Uniform and right
We multiply
Forced in line
We multiply
Uniform and right
We multiply
Forced in line
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Haystack Home
lyrics by Rob Howlett
Without a voice, where to go?
Where to go now?
Unwanted name, what a shame
What a shameful town
Each needle needs a haystack home
May it help the lost find their own space
Whose fickle grass grows greener?
How much of it is in my head?
Intentions have spoken up
Woken this languid scar
Well I'm far too proud
To hang around, stay around this crowd
Each needle needs a haystack home
May it help the lost find their own space
Whose fickle grass grows greener?
How much of it is in my head?
Unwanted name, what a shame
What a shameful town
Sweet malaise
Rest assured
There's a cure
Each needle needs a haystack home
May it help the lost find their own space
Whose fickle grass grows greener?
How much of it is us?
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Interloper
lyrics by Rob Howlett
It's strange what thinking can do
This interloper dream
Has gotten out of control
Was all this misconstrued?
Remote and out of touch
Please let me forget
Thoughts breed second guessing
When will it go wrong?
What do I believe in?
Fools love charades
So what does that make me?
Fools love charades
So where does that leave me?
Fools love charades
So what does that make me?
Don't be so foolhardy
We can't know everything
The spawn of churning stomachs have
Concieved a nervous spectacle
For reading between spoken words
The truth must lie in wait somewhere
Hidden between spoken words
Our unrelenting fear of the inferred
Fools love charades
So what does that make me?
Fools love charades
So where does that leave me?
Fools love charades
So what does that make?
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Credits
Sketching In Stereo is:
Rob Howlett - Lead Vocals, Guitar, Ukulele
Charlie Hamilton - Drums, Vocals
Ryan Maziarz - Guitar, Vocals
Chris Romero - Bass Synth, Keyboard, Vocals
Management & Booking: Jonathan Carroll
All songs written by Sketching In Stereo
© 2008 Sketching In Stereo
All Rights Reserved
Produced by Sketching In Stereo and Scott Bozack
Mixed by Scott Bozack
Engineered by Scott Bozack, Rob Howlett & Ryan Maziarz
Mastered by UE Nastasi at Sterling Sound
Recorded at Loveland & Rob's Bedroom
Art Design by Chase Ritzel
Web Design by Nick DuPlessis
Photography by Loren Scott & Nick DuPlessis
Very special thanks to:
Our familes & friends, Scott Bozack, Amanda Bozack (the brownies are coming, we promise!), Nathan and Tasha Sabatino, Chase Ritzel, Nick DuPlessis, all at WDFA Marketing, Tina Couts & the members of Souljourners, Uwe Salwender and all at Diezel Amplification, all the great venues we've played at and all the great bands we've played with.
Most importantly our loyal fans. Thank you so much for your support, it means everything to us!
Expect big things soon...
