Landlocked

by Olive & The Pitz

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“Landlocked” is about growing up. From likening your level of inner strength to a reptile at the mercy of its surrounding environment, to losing your innocence after a wild prom weekend, to battling with the daunting realization of your potential in a cold college dorm room, coming into your own is a profoundly cumbersome and poetically awkward experience. Some parts of us never stop growing. We learn to laugh at ourselves. We find strength after self-deprecation and beauty in disrepair. So take pride in your knobby knees and pigeon-toes. Maybe you’re a reverse mermaid and the whole top of your body is a fish, but you’re unique and super punk and the other regular mermaids envy your ability to poop freely. You can’t be the best, but you can be YOU, and that’s even better!

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released October 29, 2016

Vocals/Guitar: Olivia Riggio
Lead guitar/Vocals: Kyle Cooke
Bass: Ross Greenberg
Drums: Nick Iacobelli

Recorded/mixed/mastered by Kyle Cooke

Artwork by Aimee Donovan

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Track Name: East Bumblefuck
Unfortunate, isn’t it? I’ve screeched to a halt/ My tires are flat, bumpin’ on the asphalt/ Middle of nowhere, no lights glowing over me/ Thick opaque fog is all that I see/ Mediocrity eats away at me/ Last week I was special, this week I am lame/ Taunting and cold, every day is the same/ Scribbling in notebooks, halogen lights/ Cinder block walls, fast-arriving nights/ Petty fights, no one is right/ And all I could ever want is staring back at me/ Its stupid harlequin eyes teasing mercilessly/ Sneering and jeering I’m fearing what’s on the tip of my own tongue/ And my heart may beat in perfect time/ As long as this life-support breathes for these weak lungs of mine/ It’s nothing impressive, in fact it’s a bore/ Every sound I make’s like something I’ve heard before/ And all I could ever want is staring back at me/ Its stupid harlequin eyes teasing mercilessly/ Sneering and jeering I’m fearing what’s on the tip of my own tongue/ I’m driving around in East Bumblefuck/ Every turn that I make brings me worse luck/ Every mile I get closer to home/ The darker the streets are, the more overgrown…
Track Name: H0use
I’m the cracks in your tiles, the dirt on your floor/ The ancient paint peeling, the rust on your door/ I’m pipes that are frozen, live wires on the ground/ The floorboards that creak when you don’t want a sound/ I’m drawing you towards me while falling apart/ The hipsters, they see me as romantic art/ I’m vacant and empty, vines grow on my face/ I should be condemned, I’m just taking up space/ I can’t see why no one 'dozed me over/ I am such an eyesore to this town/ Just knock me down/ I’m a leaky faucet, a blown-out light bulb/ A thermostat that can’t be nothing but cold/ I’m a shattered window, glass raw like my skin/ The door was locked but you found your way in/ You’re coming right towards me, we can’t be apart/ How come you see me as romantic art/ I’m rebuilding my bricks, light’s glowing inside/ I’m standing before you, there’s no way to hide/ I can’t see why no one 'dozed me over/ I am such an eyesore to this town/ Just knock me down
Track Name: Reptiles
I’m a cold-blooded creature/ And I’m freezing underneath here/ On this cold slab of rock in the shade/ But the sun will soon boil my blood/ And I’ll melt into a metallic puddle/ And I’ll blend into the rubble/ I’m a hot-headed believer/ A steady, fearless anchor/ Pulling you down to the depths of the sea/ But you’d never suspect it was me/ And I’ll melt into a metallic puddle/ And I’ll blend into the rubble/ I am the sky/ I’m the moon and the stars and the sun/ And I’ll be radiant even at night/ And I’ll shine bright/ And you’ll orbit around me/ I’ll pull you in deeper…/ I’ll melt you into a metallic puddle/ As I burn over the rubble
Track Name: Bildungsroman
The air is dry but I’m drowning/ I feel it on my tongue/ And the smoke’s still on your breath/ And your breath is in my lungs…/ And the winter, it was long but/ Now it’s as if it never even happened/ All the cracks have been paved over/ Until the snow and salt have at it again…/ A white daisy sitting on the table next to the bed we shared at night/ Using a shot glass as a vase/ It’s crazy how much can change, matter of days/ I find it funny how the light can’t hit me/ Even when I’m sitting in the sun/ Thinner than thread but stronger than steel/ I refuse to close the blinds and rot here like it won…/ A white daisy sitting on the table next to the bed we shared at night/ Using a shot glass as a vase/ It’s crazy how much can change, matter of days/ I don’t go out without my rose colored glasses/ Without them my eyes would burn liked they used to…
Track Name: Siren Song
Now I’m headed to the shore, free but poor/ Not even hurricanes can keep me away/ But no landlocked love’s what I’m dreaming of/ So I’ll swim my way out from the bay/ To the horizon, salt in my eyes and sand in my pores/ A distant memory, a haunting melody/ Just a tall-tale in your folklore/ And my bones still feel the ocean in their marrow and my legs sometimes lock at the thought of it/ My heart pumps saline water, never blood/ And I’m cold and blue and waterlogged/ And my eyes are blind/ And my ears are clogged/ But at least you’re mine, though I must be on my way/ Now I’m on the ocean floor, I can’t find the shore/ And I haven’t seen the light of day/ Except refracted in the water/ Neptune’s forgotten daughter/ Every inch of me turning gray/ There is no horizon, I’ll white out my eyes and close up my pores/ A distant memory, a haunting melody/ Just a tall-tale in your folklore/ And my bones still feel the ocean in their marrow and my legs sometimes lock at the thought of it/ My heart pumps saline water, never blood/ And I’m cold and blue and waterlogged/ And my eyes are blind/ And my ears are clogged/ But at least you’re mine, though I must be on my way/ Write me a song, make me a siren…