The only feeling I have ever felt
Is true and honest guilt
I’m a product of my surroundings
And though I have kissed life before
I have never known anything more
Than the sadness that pools in your eyes
The only people I’ve ever met
Are those who wallow in regret
Or forget the ones who loved them in their time
Though it is hard to beat
Being happy and young
And mostly, that’s what I’m ashamed of
Hard to love every christened grub
In the holy land that is your heart
Hard to beat being happy young
And mostly that’s what I’m ashamed of
I hope everyone I know
Wastes their gifts
That precious wisdom
Escaping from their lips
I hope they give it all up
And settle down just because
For anything or anyone
In a more perfect world, this band would blaring out of every radio on Earth. The lyrics, the vocals, the just-outta-teens snark and earnestness... so much to love. paulimboden
A beautiful and criminally underrated album, complete with utterly unique lyrics, ethereal guitar, and stunning bass work. The soundtrack to some very, very good years. wack_jilliams
Tense post-punk from Big Supermarket, “1800” threads bent-wire guitars through blinking keys and dead-eyed vocal lines. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2018