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The Hermit

by Birthday Dad

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1.
I’ll take the trash out when I’m good and ready Don’t ask me too soon I am steady on my bullshit again Sitting here with no friends I save myself with each choice Nothing sounds like each lonesome voice That crawls through the screen And inches from me It remains to be seen If we’ll rejoice I am the master at not feeling nothing So when the ending comes down crashing head on into my world The negative is doubled I kill myself with each choice Nothing drowns out each lonesome voice That crawls through the screen And inches from me It remains to be seen If we’ll rejoice oh rejoice
2.
Been thinking about death too much Like every day Will it happen in a car or on a plane? Or maybe my heart just stops Just up and quits Sick and tired of the abuse I did to it I’m looking for a way out Some kind of distraction Always something happening Never let me think too long Or I’ll go insane Give me weed or serotonin TV screens replay Endless loops of shit I binge watch Killing time till time stops Someones got my number It’s already too late So I’ll drink until the pains gone Yeah, it’s pain that I cause Everything is my fault Everything is my fault Everything is all my fault Been thinking about death too much Been thinking about death too much
3.
I Am 02:19
When I turn out the lights will I see a ghost with features defined and solid form? Will I blink first and watch him disappear? When I blink for the last time, was I ever really here? I am When I wake up at night am I still asleep? Is this my real life or is it just a dream? I pinch myself and search for glowing screens where instead of ticking digits the message now repeats Repeats Repeats
4.
Spleen 01:35
I am the spleen that you don’t need Cut me out and see That you’re still functioning I am the spleen
5.
TV Dinner 03:44
Lying on the asphalt Flat on my face A stranger who passes Says, “Are you ok? Son, you’re hardly moving, why don’t you just take my hand?” I reply rudely That I like it fine right where I am But I think you don’t know I think you don’t know That I’m eating TV dinners alone Can’t seem to get off my phone And get some sleep I’m thinking all that glitters is gold Except me, I’m tired and old I am in need I am the ironwork rot in the gate Need an emergency exit or fire escape Don’t act like you knew me Even I don’t know who I am They all see right through me Don’t wanna start this thought loop again But I think you don’t know I think you don’t know That I’m eating TV dinners alone Can’t seem to get off my phone And get some sleep I’m thinking all that glitters is gold Except me I’m tired and old I am in need From trying to breathe and waking up before alarms with sweaty palms Tied to a dream of places I have been before, but can’t recall Feverishly Accept the past, your future is an atom bomb strapped to your feet As for me I’m eating TV dinners alone
6.
The Hermit 02:13
The hermit sits perched on his cliff looking down at the world below Has he made up his mind about humankind? As for me, I do not know Things look alright if you squint real tight At least here from the couch But I don’t recognize the world outside Please don’t make me leave the house Noah get the boat and follow me The coming flood’s not water this time God sent gasoline Drown two of everything you see Noah get the boat and follow me The hermit shakes himself awake from a dream he can’t recall Filled with all of the love and all the violence Twinkle twinkle, little star wonder what the hell you are? When i’m up above the world so high with Lucy and her diamonds, lost in the sky Noah get the boat and follow me The coming flood’s not water this time God sent gasoline Set fire to everything you see Noah get the boat and follow me Yeah, Noah get the boat and follow me
7.
Hollywood Forever Cemetery That’s where all stars get buried Not everyone alive could be so lucky When the music finally stops One ear to the ground Can you hear the laughter? Singing in the smoke as it fills the rafters Traced back to the fire where it started backwards So we laid out on the lawn But they shut down the crematory After they burned Mama Bass All the bricks were cracked and crumbling As they fell into the ash And the owners could have fixed it But they took off with all the cash I’d do the same thing I’d do the same thing Hollywood Forever Cemetery Couldn’t tell you why, but I feel weary Maybe it’s this endless search for meaning That I didn’t ask to join Sign away your soul for a bit of money Spend it all on drugs to be less lonely Big expensive house, but you still feel empty As you try and fill the void But we could make a modern marvel If you’d just walk down the street Where the lots are filled with actors Waiting to live their dreams And the writers tell their stories But they don’t want to be seen I feel the same thing I feel the same thing
8.
Don’t answer the telephone Watch TV and drink alone I am woe and woe is me Glutton for your sympathy Wasted sipping gin and juice Fountain of eternal youth Flashing forward See myself in 30 years Haven’t changed in 30 years Tell me what is 30 more? In 30 years I’ll close the door On ever growing up at all Peter Pan until I start Falling forward Cover me in pixie dust Man I need a pick-me-up Hit of weed or hair of dog Anything but sober thoughts Thoughts like, “what’s the point at all?’ Every day I learn to walk Backward, forward Olly Olly Oxen Free No more playing Hide and Seek I just wanna go inside Lay back down and close my eyes In my head I’m counting sheep They’re numbered to infinity Bleating four words From their mouths, “It’s All Right On” Bury me at Forrest Lawn Or if I make it HFC They’ll probably make a star for me A spot on In Memoriam Or pay someone a million bucks To write my foreword Damn my dark and dingy soul Been that way since I was born Friends of mine were full of light Up until the day they died Hey but that’s just life I guess Here one day and gone the next I hope no one remembers me I hope no one remembers me
9.
Crystal 03:56
A funeral march for when we were young and our dreams were as tall as buildings We went on a hunch, made our way to the front where we were the loudest cheering Can’t fight the clock Rewind the day The second hand The tape delay Progression built Electric cars While filling graves And DVRs I wanna be a kid again playing Crystal Version in my bed blanket draped over my head and the world on pause Look inside your crystal ball can you see anything at all? The future or a curtain call with no crowd’s applause? We pulled out our thorns We listened for the horns Maybe we were born to suffer And the fruit that we ate Man that tasted great And we all want a little power A lock of hair We traded spit Told you my love Was counterfeit You didn’t mind You took me in Licked all my wounds Confederate Still I wanna be a kid again playing Crystal Version in my bed blanket draped over my head and the Worm Light on Instead of just repeating days liquid crystal on display beam it straight into my brain till it’s all right on

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"Birthday Dad's first single 'Death Too' wastes no time in getting to the point." - The Alternative

Imagine if Bright Eyes locked themselves in a room for a year and only listened to Jack's Mannequin. Birthday Dad's debut album, The Hermit, would be the result.

Songwriter Alex Periera roots started in a mini Les Paul his father gifted to him at the ripe age of 4, only to sit and collect dust until he turned 10. From there, he found himself forming bands and writing Blink 182 rip-offs with friends. Somewhere, an 8 track demo tape exists, but we'll probably never hear it.

As Birthday Dad took root in 2019, COVID quickly sheltered the artist in place and turned the project into a solo adventure in writing. On The Hermit, Alex found himself writing about the anxiety of life, isolation, and sitting at home watching TV. With the songs taking shape, he needed to recruit musicians to fill the space. Through Reddit and Fiverr, he found an assortment of talented musicians, and eventually was led to Will Schade -- who played saxophone on Slaughter Beach, Dog's album, "At the Moonbase". He then found George Gadd, a UK based engineer who mixed the album, and All Get Out's Nathan Hussey who mastered the album. Through the power of the internet, an isolated songwriter found his voice and created something beautiful to share with us all.

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released September 9, 2022

Written and performed by Alex Periera
Mixed by George Gadd
Mastered by Nathan Hussey

Additional performances:
Matthew Stenfort - drums
Will Schade - saxophone
Jess Townsend - violin
Tom Mcluskey - cello
Matt Neufeld - trumpet
David Garrett - additional bass
Alex Clarke - singing saw

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