Shark Week

by Catamount

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We recorded these songs in April 2014. We sat on them for a bit, now we're standing.

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released 10 August 2014

Recorded at Club Shmed by Ryan "Shmed" Maynes

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

Additional:
Ryan Parks- saxophone
Emma Thompson- backing vocals


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Catamount Missoula, montana

We are Catamount. We were formed in the summer of 2013. Our style is impetuous, our defense is impregnable, and we're just ferocious. We want your heart! We want to eat your children! Praise be to Mike!

Members: James Riach, Brady Schwertfeger, Irvan Bubic
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Track Name: Snowy
Try, even better, pretend.
These formalized plans all stayed arranged.
And you, you made a lot of demands.
Holding my hand doesn't feel the same.

Now wait, I don't want discussing. I'm all resolved to nothing.
Now wait, I don't want discussing. I'm all resolved to nothing.

Fewer "love"s aloud that I never pointed out.
Try, make a case, defend.
Tell all your friends I'm out raising shame.
Burn, flicker out in the pan.
These fortified bands don't weigh the same.

Out late, no calls or nothing. Whose motor running?
How graceful you could fall for something so unbecoming.
Track Name: What Is Our Relation?
Wait, before what you say to me gives you a way to me.
Delay, ignore, too readily, unafraid of me.

And you know
something failed with our connection,
an incomplete collection,
a fear of my rejection.
And you know
you've no room for my affection,
'cause I'm no good with your directions.

And what if I
didn't need to feel reduction
when somebody is taken?
And what if I
can't have the upper hand when nothing
inside of me is vacant?
What is our relation?

I didn't mean to draw this out,
but I am full of doubt,
glasses thrown about
no water's getting in.
Think of me a boy without.
Though I am much too proud,
you need to lead me out,
I'm drunk enough to swim.

And you know
something failed with our connection,
an incomplete collection,
a fear of my rejection.
And you know
you've no room for my affection,
'cause I'm no good with your directions.

And what if I
didn't need to feel reduction
when somebody is taken?
And what if I
can't have the upper hand when nothing
inside of me is vacant?
What is our relation?

And I am hoping that we arrive alive.
And I have circled the reasons why,
no more wasting your time.