Even in the Cannon's Mouth

by Outer Rooms

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    Pre-order of Even in the Cannon's Mouth. You get 1 track now (streaming via the free Bandcamp app and also available as a high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more), plus the complete album the moment it’s released.
    releases September 15, 2017

      $7 CAD  or more

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Looks good. Sounds nice. First pressing on 140 gram black vinyl. Features a big wrap-around copy of Britt Cutler's original artwork. Shipping within Canada is quite expensive, so we can do local drop-off for GTA orders to save on shipping, send us an email to arrange.

    Includes digital pre-order of Even in the Cannon's Mouth. You get 1 track now (streaming via the free Bandcamp app and also available as a high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more), plus the complete album the moment it’s released.
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      $15 CAD or more 

     

1.
Castle Frank
2.
Ketones
3.
Rip, Awake
4.
All Printed Trash
5.
Misty
6.
7.
I Woke up with a Leg
8.
Letterless
9.
VCR

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releases September 15, 2017

Written and Performed by Outer Rooms:
Andrew Fitzpatrick, Sean Fitzpatrick, and Rich Taylor

Recorded and Mixed at Sonology by Jeff McMurrich
Mastered at Mojito Mastering by Reuben Ghose
Original Artwork by Britt Cutler

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Track Name: Even in the Cannon's Mouth
There was always a lot to worry about.
We didn’t care much about politics
Now it’s all that we talk about
Since we’re living hand to mouth.

There was always a lot to fret about.
We didn’t care much about starving.
To look like we didn’t care about everything.
We’ve come to expect anything.
There’s a reason why we always look better
In pictures taken in summer weather.

There were always enough problems.
We never dreaded the approach of death,
We fell asleep under plane-less skies.
We walked slowly under streetlights.
We kissed in scar-less buildings.
We were safe, patient, and unwilling.
To look like we didn’t care about everything.
We’ve come to expect anything.
There’s a reason why we always look better
In pictures taken in summer weather.

The world is made of stages,
And we’re playing our parts.
This script is low on pages,
And this matte painting art,
And these fickle characters
Don’t speak to your heart,
Because they’ve come to expect everything.