Marta Elena Cortez​-​Neavel

by Catamount

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released 06 February 2015

Catamount is:
James Riach- guitar
Irvan Jovanovic Bubic- drums
Brady Schwertfeger- bass, vocals

Additional vocals: Emma Thompson, Elin Peterson, Maria Miller, Rachel Patrie

Produced by Christopher Baumann & Catamount
Recorded and mixed @ Black National Recording, Missoula, MT
Mastered by Chris Pickolick, Portland, OR

All songs written by Catamount, except "Wheels," written by Jamie Cullum, and "Ritzy's Hair," written by Catamount, Dillon Jenkins, and Chris Bernat

Album artwork by Marta Elena Cortez-Neavel
artwork-by-martaelena.myshopify.com

Photography by Erika Spaulding

Thank you: Chris Baumann, Marta Elena Cortez-Neavel, The Catamount Girls Choir (Emma, Elin, Maria, and Rachel), Ryan Parks, Erika Spaulding, Abi Baumann, Rattlesnake Cable Company, the reader, the listener

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Track Name: This won't work in different states, and I know that.
Could have left us unrelated
with no reply in haste.
It's a mess that I've created,
but no pleas I'd erase.
You and I,
it's a short-sight.
You and I,
it's a short-sight.

Two, undone at the most, with you,
still bound to be states away.
You've someone, I suppose it's true,
still bound to be states away.

Never said the words you hated,
but there's no accounting for taste.
All we said, we dilated,
you're no one-night embrace.
You and I,
it's a short-sight.
And under your right eye
is a reminder of why this won't work.

Two, undone at the most, with you,
still bound to be states away.
You've someone, I suppose it's true,
still bound to be states away.
Track Name: Honey, stay asleep
Playful, disabled, unfaithful. As you would say,
"funny, laced, and free."
Played, too, and tabled, I'm out of touch with something.
Understate for me.

On account of your embraces,
I need someone else to stay with.
You're not alone in getting wasted.

Refills in trios. Flooding stage for rio.
Disengage, Marie.
Feeling disruption, numbing brain percussion.
"Honey, stay asleep."

On account of your embraces,
I need someone else to stay with.
You're not alone in getting wasted.

I'm wide awake.
Track Name: It's a Wave
Adelaide, why so navy blue?
And iridescent, too?
Don't make it up.
And I have made allowances in spades.
And, in a sense, belayed.
Suppose it's not enough.

And in my place, it's a wave.
I'm not a weight. It's a wave.
In my place, it's a wave.
All at once I'm undermined.

Cavalcade, let's do it all for show.
Through the streets we'll go.
Supersede.
"New" is what it means to you.
With all the things you do,
this is our reprieve.

And in my place, it's a wave.
I'm not a weight. It's a wave.
In my place, it's a wave.
All at once I'm undermined.
Track Name: It's a Wave, Part 2
It's a wave.
Track Name: Heavy With Everything
You make a list of names,
and I'm on it if I'm honest.
You gave a fist of change.
I don't want it, if I'm honest.
Seven years worth of moments
that I made up, tethered to a state.
Too late, we missed a date.
But you want it? "Yeah, I want it."

Wrapped in arms, no covers, clothes,
but I'm resigned.
Shallow scars, you're cut and sewn,
but I don't mind.

Inflate, insists of praise,
but come off it; no Adonis.
Inhales and distillate.
You'll be on it, that's a posit.

Wrapped in arms, no covers, clothes,
but I'm resigned.
Shallow scars, you're cut and sewn,
but I don't mind.

Seven years worth of moments
that I made up, tethered to a state.
Too late, we missed a date.
But you want it? "Yeah, I want it."
Track Name: So, yeah, I get it.
Leveling, I'm taking this all calm and stately,
far apart.
Let's agree, titles, names have all escaped me.
We're far apart.
And I, I've waited for too long.
And I, I've waited for too long.

You fly alight. No time tonight.
I can be late, so I can relate.

Everything that I wanted to say is vain and empty,
it's not enough.
Let it swing, settling, so pit against me,
it's not enough.
Denied, decayed, and so, so on.
And I, I'll fade before I'm gone.

You fly alight. I'm so polite.
I can be late, so I can relate.

Still no alight. I'm too polite.
I can be late, so I can relate.
Track Name: Ritzy's Hair
Morning ring resonates, and they don't hear.
With one more thing to elevate, you say, "So real..."

Ritzy's hair was ready to go. She doesn't care, 'cause she doesn't know.
I can't remember what was said, I'll just make up your words instead.
He steps on the stage with his old Jag bass, I'm waiting the chance to take his place.
Let's not suppose there's someone else, 'cause I know damn well you wouldn't, I wouldn't.

Hey now, you came 'round. Are you ready to touch ground?
The same thing, we argue just like I'm used to.
Hey now, calm down, you've got me all day now.
Living in a daydream, but it's not what it seems.

From my side of things, you weren't there.

Because of you, we were laughing.
What did you expect to happen?
There will be no sense in trying to work it out through all my lying.