Matt Schmitz: Musician, Traveler, Lost Soul
Native. They just finished the 7th song off of their upcoming sophomore full length. I’ve watched every step of this record for the past 3 years. This record changed my friends as people. Everything about this record has terrified me, because I knew if they couldn’t write what needed to be written it would be the end of this band. They’re telling a story that matters. They’re creating something that scares me in the best way possible. They’re poised to absolutely devastate you and you don’t even know it yet.
It’s coming. Recording starts in 4 weeks.
Im honestly scared too. Im scared of what this album is and what its doing to us. Im scared of what its going to make people feel. Im glad Im not alone in this, and Im honestly glad that Dave has been here the whole time to support us and guide us through. Dave has seen every night where we couldn’t bare to continue. And hes been there for every triumph when we pushed through. He’s been there every time I sat with my face in my hands because I couldn’t stand another minute, and reminded me of what this is and why it needs to be. This album is our existence. It is our story that must be told.
A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins.
The glasses John Lennon wore when he got shot, 31 years ago.
The lovely Jami Morgan of Code Orange Kids emailed me this track entitled #FUCKNOSLEEP a little ago. Featuring all members of COK, with the fabulous Joe Goldman on lead vox. It is their #TEAMTOPSHELF submission. Love these kids hahaha.
NOTE: AS A REMINDER, THIS IS ALL FAKE AND IS FOR FUN. THERE IS NO REAL HATE BETWEEN NO SLEEP RECORDS, TOPSHELF RECORDS OR ANY OF OUR FAMILIES. WE ARE ALL FRIENDS, BROTHERS, LOVERS.
I hate this band!
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GIVE UP THE GHOST (AMERICAN NIGHTMARE) Reunion Documentary
Shared Bodies - Pianos Become the Teeth
So striking, I swear you leveled me with a look,
reminded me of my breathing patterns,
ran your hands through the grease and set fire to my face,
seduced a love to grief and left the same as you came,
we were based on an end.
It’s as if everyone always arrives already gone,
some say love is a river and the wetness behind my ears puts out the wick,
some say love is time, I helped you pass,
love is location, we were just circumstance,
could almost smell the must, the urgency
I knew better, I just didn’t care,
but I think that I felt more inside you than I would have liked,
you carved me rigid, and I hate you for it
you were everything I wanted at night,
you were a dream, but come light,
I lost what I saw in you, through those somber windows.
We were addicted to the moon light lines in my old room, and I couldn’t tell us apart.
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