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Pre​-​Roll

by Jeff Bousquet

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1.
It's Friday night, the city's calling again By now, our weeks are just a means to an end And I know everyone is hiding their thoughts And it's time to sing this song again... I'm getting older, but still feeling the same By now, we're all just sick of playing the game I'm stuck, despite my motivations to change And it's time to do this dance again And I'm drinking another night away... You were the first stepping stone You were the first place we could go We had no concept of time in your blurred, misguided arms But we got older every night that we spent sleeping on your floors We lost ourselves in the lights and the sounds of this city. I'm feeling like I don't know anyone here That's okay, I'll just have another beer Familiar faces, but they don't feel the same And I'm just a stranger in the crowd I'm sick of buzzing through a room full of lies It's just another fucking party of fake hugs and hi-fives And I lost track of what I came here to find But it's cool, you know it's all the same to me You know, we never gave a damn, did we? You were the first stepping stone You were the first place we could go We had no concept of time in your blurred, misguided arms But we got older every night that we spent sleeping on your floors We lost ourselves in the lights and the sounds of this city This roof is quiet, but this city's alive. The lights are hazy now, there's laughter inside And something keeps me coming back to this place "Cause I'm on my way somewhere You know, we're all on our way somewhere... You were the first stepping stone You were the first place we could go We had no concept of time in your well-intentioned arms But we got wiser every night, sleeping on your hardwood floors And we never knew how much we needed your weekend therapy That fucked-up therapy...
2.
What do I say now, when I open the door? Come on in and tiptoe across the floor Now you enjoy yourself, while you're inside! Never mind that hate you'll find, hiding behind the pride... We're all in this together, but I've lost track of what this is And I want to make it better, but I don't know where to begin And I'm just as scared as you are that this plane is gonna crash But I wont sit and let this fucking burn. Where do I live now? Home is foreign to me Are my neighbors safe, and are we really free? Who can we trust now, to lead us on? Is there any end to picket signs and protest songs? Now we're all in this together, but I've lost track of what this is And I want to make it better, but I don't know where to begin And I'm just as scared as you are that this plane is gonna crash But I wont sit and let this fucking burn. Kindness isn't lost completely, it's just buried somewhere deep The future's slipping through the cracks now And none of us can really see Are you just as mad as I am? Are you this lost and confused? All this false patriotism has us surely bound to lose... What will be left now, when the last are gone? What will it take to drive this broken engine on? This planet's dying, and we are too We've got to trade this fucking farce for something new. Now we're all in this together, though I've lost track of what this is And I'll try to make it better, though I don't know where to begin And I'm just as scared as you are that this whole thing's gonna crash But we don't have to let this fucking burn.
3.
You and I have walked these streets together So many times with this ugly weather But we never found ourselves turning around Or heading for home... You and I, we grew up on coffee and alcohol nights And the storms never stopped, through the music and pictures and fights But we never needed no sunshine, to keep walking on... So it really don't matter that we haven't seen the sun for days We're used to hanging out with these ugly back clouds that stand in our way So let it pour, we'll raise our glasses up tonight Here's to us! We'll be two happy, wet, sloppy drunks, you and I Singing, 'fuck my life!' You're how I learned to love the rain. You and I, we've been walking blind Through these torrential years, learned to laugh at our soaking wet lives But you know there's no one I'd rather be walking beside... So it really don't matter that we haven't seen the sun for days We're used to hanging out with these ugly back clouds that stand in our way So let it pour, we'll raise our glasses up tonight Here's to us! We'll be two happy, wet, sloppy drunks, you and I Singing, 'fuck my life!' You're how I learned to love the rain. We know umbrellas, they're for the weak You and I, we never needed to slickers, or shelter to seek And you've always been my anchor, when the water gets deep... So it really don't matter that we haven't seen the sun for days We're old and tired now, and completely stubborn, and set in our ways So let it pour, we'll raise our glasses up tonight Here's to us! We'll be two happy, wet, sloppy drunks, you and I Singing, 'fuck my life!' You're how I learned to love the rain.
4.
Myself 03:06
'Just take it all in stride,' she said And it took me 16 years to figure out what that meant But forgive me if there's a few things that I still resent 'Cause it's lonely here, despite all of these friends We've been drinking all these hours Another night out on the road, haunted by my desires I've got all these crazy punks keeping me up till dawn But I'm still drinking on my own And I'm still singing by myself I'm still laughing by myself I'm still screaming out the words to these songs, all by myself 'Cause I can't find nobody else... And all of this is temporary All this pain, it too shall pass. 'Cause you wont be lonely when you're dead, and buried in the ground And you never got the chance to ask... And I'm still laughing by myself I'm still surfing by myself I'm still playing this guitar in the dark, all by myself 'Cause I can't find nobody else... And I'm standing right in front of you But I might as well not exist And i'd be better off if I'd never met you 'Cause this is fucking up everything that I try to do.. And I'm so damn frustrated Lost in this place that I call home I've got all my brothers who will always have my back But I'm still fighting all alone I am still fighting all alone. And I'm still walking by myself I'm still driving by myself I'm still trying to figure all this out, all by myself 'Cause there just ain't nobody else... 'Just take it all in stride,' she said Maybe one day, I'll figure out how...
5.
All I know is that my friends are somewhere I am not And I never thought palm trees could make me lonely And It feels like I am standing on a street that time forgot I just want to be back on the road again... My head feels like I lost a fight, and this coffee's no relief But I don't regret one choice that led me here And I just want to close my eyes and forget all I see And be back home, making my plans for next year When my heart is full, and my head is clear, because... This is Gainesville, when Christmas is over And I don't wanna be here anymore All that was sacred is now abandoned And I'm chasing my demons out the door And back to my home Three short days can change your life The first time you arrive And meet all the beautiful souls just like you And there's something to be said for all this painful finiteness That keeps each year bringing back something new And it will always be there for you, but... This is Gainesville, when Christmas is over And I don't wanna be here anymore All that was sacred is now abandoned And I'm chasing my demons out the door And back to my home This place is not the same as yesterday 'Cause all the things I love have gone away And I know that something, here, will always remain But it's time for me to go home again... I don't have words to talk about what all this means to me Or how the godless found religion once again And I don't know where I'd be without this fucked-up family But I know I'll find myself in this place again With all these friends, but... This is Gainesville, and Christmas is over And I don't wanna be here anymore All that was sacred is now abandoned And I'm chasing my demons out the door And back to my home...

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Demo Recordings, 2019-2020

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released July 3, 2020

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Jeff Bousquet Boston, Massachusetts

Alternative/Acoustic Folk-Punk from Boston, MA

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Dan Andriano, Sam Russo, Dave Hause, Chuck Ragan, Mike Doughty, Brian Fallon, Northcote, Kevin Devine, Mischief Brew, The Homeless Gospel Choir

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