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An Uncommon Apparatus - DEMO

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Intro in Em 00:31
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College dorm Feeling forlorn. I thought that when you died I'd be free from her memory. But I guess that stuff that I endured Will keep on with me. I can't forget those things-- On tv-- there's a sex scene! I thought that you were a good fish. But you were bad memories.
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Deep Emotion 01:48
Why do people scream their feelings into the abyss? I guess down here, I'm doing the same I guess. All day long I play my guitar When I write a song I try to find out what good chords are. My songwriting process is inspired by my depression-- Please use this knowledge at your discretion.
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Crayola 03:45
My family may be poor But at least I got that sixty-four. Vivid colors lined in array Good god I know this art'll be great. I carry scissors when I run down the hall I swear I'll be okay. I've got so much to do today; I'd rather not be called gay. Stick to your guns. I'll meet the best people in the army That's what I believe-- but My kids won't ever trust me! I want to own a bar I live out in Colorado. I'm so damn far From the home I originally know. Fifty years down the line I'll lose my kids to college My best years of my life Are behind me Or so I believe. My old friends live new lives I'm getting older every day. I make jokes about my own death God I'm going grey Grey.
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Pay five bucks for a red solo cup Betcha won't get through college Without chugging one. I have a man doing a breaststroke on my right hand. I associate with the bastards who leave napkins and dinnerware On tables And travel as one band. And a band of those morons Advertise their fucking sweatshirts! kids buy them to be scene. Our mascot is a miner Ironically over eighteen. So "raise your pickaxe" The O- week mentors say! Miners dig deeper. Drink another-- day!
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P(e)ie(a)ce 03:08
My body cracks at the seams It's been half a decade, four years I believe. My body rejects the mortal coil So I sink back Back to the soil. I can't breathe. I turn into puddles of pages Filled with complex physical equations. I go straight back to college after each and every break. And yet when I come back I'm more broken than before. One day this will all take. This will all take. And my knowledge from ancient teachers Martial arts and complex math and chemistry. I never truly learned good English. That's evident to me: that's evident to me. I go straight back to college after each and every break. And yet, when I come back. I'm more broken than before One day this will all take. This will all take. I can't breathe. "I remember those early days in college. No one cared about the future or their past With the present all to go on: 'we just fell on our ass'"
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Outro in Em 00:28

about

2/12/18 -

I wake up to an email hastily written by my French teacher, that lecture is cancelled for the day, since ice slicks over every known surface of my campus. My teacher says she will put up the lecture by sometime today, and that it is due 2/13 at 11:59 PM.

As with all things in life, the internet is down. The LAN and wifi all over campus is out-- several teachers can't get to classes-- school is not cancelled or put to late start despite the thick ice lining most sidewalks.

I panic and go to the library, and to every available classroom with a computer lab. None of them are available. I instead do my organic chemistry homework pre-labs, and then walk back to my dorm.

The internet is still down, but I have a driving urge to get something done. I write two new songs, pull out my guitar, sit close to my microphone and I do the one thing I haven't done all day--

I get some work done.


I record 5 songs of original content, do two covers, and I play roundabout for fun, because who hasn't ever said "Roundabout by Yes is a classic piece-- love that first 30 seconds." I write my first solo/band albumn and record 3 songs almost off the top of my head, and I look at the clock. It's 2pm, and my French teacher just posted the lecture. My internet works, I feel less anxious, my Monday turns out to be like most Mondays: hectic, but I make it out free to the other side with all my busy work completed, papers edited, tests studied for, and everyone as they usually are.


This albumn contains some of the most raw emotions from my heart, and the shittiest one liners of prose attempts you will ever hear. The covers are basically garbage, but it's a demo. That's how all artists start out, I feel.

Thanks to all who motivate me to do things, even when there is nothing to be done. Thanks to all my friends who keep me here, and who keep me close. Thanks to my parents who put up with my bad life decisions, and my teachers for having to read my handwriting. I know, I know. It's all horrible, and my T's look like L's with scoops on them.

Here's to the next albumn on some busy Monday where no work can be done.

Cheers.

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released February 13, 2018

Sean - Vocals, Guitar, Audio Editing

Thanks to all Who support me. You guys rock <3

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An Uncommon Apparatus is edited and produced by one college kid who has a lot to say. Also appearing are a lot of other youth, who got a lot to play. Sometimes they say.

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