Dog Days

by Team Callahan

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $7 USD  or more

     

1.
Full Circle 02:41
Oh man the mountains called my number and won I’m just a lifesize lottery ticket in the hand of the One That stress-out freak-out’s gone since we packed up the car Now I’m standing in a circle, all your sad faces crowning the yard Hair blowing out the window, got my foot on the dash Left my sister at a cheap gas station with no phone or no cash With the miles rolling under my wheels I’m not running from my troubles I’m running from me All this newness gonna mess up my mind Yeah I’m conscious of the future but I’m pressing rewind Why can’t I live in my own time? Rip off the bandage, baby we gotta get used to it Honky-tonk bars and whiskey in this land of the music Halfway home’s the same each side of the state line Inching closer to a mile high city and a sky they say is alpine Got no friends but a house the color of a tulip And you’re my culture and my crush and you keep away any of my loneliness But that era had to come to an end Yeah it’s pressed inside our minds but can’t be present again Oh the canyons really make you smile Like the weight of being grown up just slid from your scale But problems aren’t solved by a hiking trail
2.
Sunny Days 02:57
No more sunny days, no more sunny days I got a heart that won’t behave, I got a mind gonna make me insane No more sunny days, no more sunny days You got a black cloud over your head, you're looking spent gotta get you to bed Age ended the apartment gone I moved out but I can’t move on Money talks and hunger pains It’s so lame, it’s so lame, it’s so lame Nothing’s fixed by going downtown You’re screaming screens always get me down Skipped church for the gay parade I’m the same, you’re the same, we’re the same I wanna get into your circle No more sunny days, no more sunny days I got a heart that won’t behave, I got a mind gonna make me insane No more sunny days, no more sunny days You got a black cloud over your head, you're looking spent gotta get you to bed Trade my anger for all of your peace Judge not lest you judge me Gentleness is the final muse I’m so used, I’m so used, I’m so used Told me once I was your wild card Something dramatic always up my arm Headlines beat behind my eyes In my mind, In my mind, in my mind I wanna get into your circle I want an invite to your house show So I’m gonna get into your circle
3.
I don’t wanna end up the same as other poets Neurotic and halfway insane Although we see the world in the same way Emotional extremes, the panic of the everyday I don’t want your minimum wage No I need these hours alone to foster my self-righteous rage Another coffee shop prophet naming unseen things Another b-grade writer drawing circles on a blank sheet I fight the code against the grain Tequila and communion, art is going down the drain You always keep your hands so clean Your loving and your stance, you’re balancing the in-between We don’t have a lot of things in common A bullet and a bible The world is hard, the sky is falling down Is this the dream that you showed me, phosphorescent light? Will we be standing in a driveway holding hands for the final time? Everyday it’s a little bit easier to believe you Every hour it's a little bit harder to see the change in me In this year am I gonna be better than I am right now? In this year just tell me it's all gonna be alright Everyday it’s a little bit easier to believe you Every hour it's a little bit harder to see the change in me In this year am I gonna be better than I am right now? In this year just tell me, oh say it’s gonna be alright Just tell me, oh say it’s gonna be alright
4.
Wreck 03:53
Throw your fist at the man You’ve got everything you need with your prescription, your houseplant Throw your fist at the phonies “Can’t believe you went pop with your commercials, your money” What does it take to be heard? One hundred emails, my first born, your good word Who pulls the strings behind the stage? Some teenage critic who thinks he’s a wise sage Oh, where does the good go? Oh, what’s gonna happen tomorrow? Oh, why are you hiding? Oh, why am I fighting you this time? I can’t keep saying what I think Like the past won’t disappear just like a bad dream in bad ink And everyone’s so avant garde One thousand world views just tugging on my arm Numb and dumb with burnout eyes We drank the poison, we ate up their lie But every day starts good and pure With coffee, a clean slate, my sin is obscured Oh, where does the good go? Oh, what’s gonna happen tomorrow? Oh, why are you crying? Oh, why am I fighting you this time? I can’t keep coming all undone Technology, morality, my life’s a smoking gun You have a right to be forgiven Stop dredging up your crimes You know what’s done is done, forgotten
5.
Satellite 03:13
At night the quiet is too loud Like white noise from a big crowd The TV’s on, it’s hard to read We’re multi-tasking through a century And every man must play his part Take off the mask when the theater’s dark I just want something real tonight I don’t want your screen or your satellite I just want something so pure tonight I don’t want the show but the sacrifice We are the Adam and the Eve I read that verse in my bible of dreams And now my troubles come in twos Pick up my pride, it's the poison fruit I am the temple where the lenders meet Upturn my spirit, set loose my sympathy I just want something real tonight I don’t want your screen or your satellite I just want something so pure tonight I don’t want the show but the sacrifice You're the only real thing I wanna see you I wanna know your love You're the only real thing I wanna see you I wanna feel your love I just want something real tonight I don’t want your screen or your satellite I just want something so pure tonight I don’t want the show but the sacrifice
6.
A man sits down next to me, throws his backpack like a bomb Slaughters all my silence like a war I pretend that I’m not shaken, staring into blank space See my life behind me like its folklore There’s a happiness that follows a handshake or a full moon The fullness of how small we really are Like the time I went up in an arch, a metal arc over the world Did I feel like God or a little girl? One foot forward one foot back, this is the no-man’s-land of time Why can’t I live it in the present? Everyone’s connected, we don’t have to talk or think White noise from the TV takes care of any loneliness Forever is composed of nows and joy is not so delicate If you know you’re really gonna die Loneliness and solitude are fractions of some greater whole Just trying not to waste your youth, your 20’s But living isn’t checking all those pixels and those pages That refresh button suicide of real life When the whole world fits inside your pocket and language is reduced to fragment Take that screen with you everywhere It won’t be a whimper but a text-tone that will end us The wave of future crashes but I won’t be flooded I don’t have the answers to any of these problems Will you try and help me before I try and solve them?
7.
I was born on a day in the internet age Now it’s backwards hat 90’s, a gaudy millennial daze So I check the feed, make sure I’m still here It’s my digital birthright, my modern rendition of real A fine freak show disguised as awards This all seems so pointless the pretty pop stars look so bored All the world’s a stage, a big mirrored ball All in all you're just another dumb link on my wall So I jump in a fountain and punch at the moon My hysterical kick from my flirting with danger, with doom They can’t really take your soul away Even if they try They can’t really take your soul away this time They can’t really take your soul away You gotta keep it alright They can’t really take your soul away this time Point my finger at you everyday Like I even walk straight See my other half it’s on the screen, my dream Point my finger at you everyday Like I even walk straight See my other half its on the screen, my dream
8.
Conversations about duty, oh I’ve failed you at best My ideals haven’t fallen, won’t put my hands to the test My sound and your fury, thought is a cell My landlord cut the tree down, it grew then it fell I heard I hadn’t worked a day in 23 years Read my summers, wrote my stories, earned my wages in tears I’m battered at the edges, a shadow on the street I’m a bad joke about English, too sour to be sweet A season born of anger, pissed off at the moon He sees the world I can’t, he’s closer to You I write my list, clean the house, drive to the Goodwill, text all of my old friends You know it’s my time to kill When did God become a bad word and truth a crystal ball? See only what you wanna, see nothing at all I insult, it’s my instinct, a creature of the fall Just don’t cut me down now, let me grow to be tall
9.
When you leave for work I think you won’t come back Why can’t I dream of healing not the heart attack This neighborhood’s so peaceful, all-American So quiet it’s almost evil, but there I go again Oh no I can’t find the combination to unlock what I do Is it my fate to pour your coffee as you pour over the news? I can’t see the end, the outcome of this year Just give me good eyes, blue skies Cut me sharp and clear It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed Walk the line, you walk through the fire Separate the truth from desire Burnt out blues and localism frame the evening Are you saints or sinners? You know your looks are deceiving Got no friends, no family just my backwards hat And all these days feel empty but there’s no going back It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed Walk the line, you walk through the fire Separate the truth from desire

about

Dog Days is a reflection on the isolation and newness that follows moving from the place where you grew up. It’s a lyrical exploration of growing pains and the eventual peace that comes from moving forward. Musically, it is an attempt to be more concise and rhythmic than our first release, Afterglow.

credits

released July 13, 2018

written & performed by Kathleen & Nick Arnal
recorded & mixed by Nick Arnal mostly in their home studio
guitars reamped in the No Name Room in Denver, CO (soundcloud.com/thenonameroom)
backup vocals by Adam Anglin on tracks 4 & 7
backup vocals by Shaundra, Brandon, & Monica McGuire on track 7
artwork by Nick & Kathleen Arnal
mastered by Doug Van Sloun at Focus Mastering

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Team Callahan Denver, Colorado

Team Callahan is husband and wife duo, Nick and Kathleen Arnal. The band’s genesis took place in sunny St. Petersburg, FL while recording their music on weekends. Shortly after finishing Afterglow, the couple relocated to Denver, CO, bringing FL charm to the wild west. ... more

contact / help

Contact Team Callahan

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Report this album or account

If you like Team Callahan, you may also like: