An ep of catchy, intimate songs with lush vocal harmonies, punchy percussion and filled out with ukulele, piano, violin and guitar.

4 MP3 Songs in this album (8:19) !
Related styles: Rock: Acoustic, Pop: Quirky, Mood: Dreamy

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Details:
Pairs Well With Crying Alone was written and recorded by Zach in his apartment over the course of about 6 months. Lush vocal harmonies (with some help from some help from his wife, Shannon) wash over electric guitar, keys, ukulele, bass and percussion. The project has a slightly âcaffeinatedâ feel with upbeat tempos and short, punchy hooks. Even through these are a musical departure from his other musical projects (The Drownies, Shouting Street) it has the same introspective lyrical feel.

âOur building is next to a major road that leads to a hospital, so I occasionally had to redo a take when an ambulance screamed past with sirens blaring in the middle of recording.
But even so, I loved recording at the apartment. I could tinker with the sounds, and be much more of a perfectionist than I could ever be in the studio. It really was a lot of fun to recordâ


Lyrics

Strange Courage:
I donât speak to myself anymore, and I wonât be seen with me (not in the passenger, not in the backseat). Iâm shrugging my hand off my shoulder. You were in the right lane, listening to right lane radio: âtodayâs hits without the blackâ = âtodayâs hits living back.â Take an arrow from your quiver, taking aim and deliver, stuck in my skin like a sliver. Sitting in your driveway I knew, savaging for traces of you. Now to be familiar seems frightening and new. So donât go shrugging my hand off your shoulder

Pairs Well With Crying Alone:
You look like a (Lois) Lowry child, raised on sorrows not your own, those borrowed curses for your home. Back and back and back and backâ¦Pairs well with crying alone. When we meet Iâm reminded of sagging barns on a country scene. Just stand or fall, no in between! Pairs well with crying alone. Back and back and back and backâ¦

I Havenât Been:
Itâs the city botanical gardens for me. I havenât been, but Iâve been meaning to. Now winterâs on itâs way and not likely to change anytime soon. Thereâs ivy there that climbs wall like green flame, and jade trees that bloom once in a century. I made a promise to myself Iâd grab the next chance with both hands.

En Garde:
Every word recalled, every word contained. Just a letter to myself, itâs my heart filling up and up and⦠Unspoken worries that your eyes say. Donât call this trouble, just leave them that way. Wonât you pour me out some of your milk of human kindness? Iâll ignore your call, on guard for distain. Just a letter to myself, itâs my hear filling up and up and⦠Unspoken worries that your eyes say. Donât call this trouble, just leave them that way. Wonât you pour me out some of your milk of human kindness?