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VS4

by Jack Conte

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Treeboi
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Treeboi >:D HELL YES I LOVE THIS ALBUM Favorite track: Make the Grade.
LTV
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LTV This record took a long time growing on me, after listening to Jack's previous work nonstop. Then, all of a sudden, this album started to make sense, this Jack's new aesthetic fitted like a glove as I made peace with it. Brilliant string arrangements, punchy drums, jazzy chords and Beatles-like melodies. It's gold, it's sold. Favorite track: Long Long Time Ago.
StefanDavidWarren
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StefanDavidWarren In the furthest depths of the ocean, bathed in the soft blue glow of a bioluminescent octopus, Jack plays a whale's ribcage like a xylophone. Luckily, a submarine with recording equipment is happening by! Favorite track: Make the Grade.
Jake Dragash
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Jake Dragash Highly creative. I think the emotion and honesty really show through the music. Not only that, it has a good sense of dynamism: Jack doesn't hesitate to layer an array of instruments on some songs, but appropriately holds back on others. Favorite track: Make the Grade.
Daniel Mayes
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Daniel Mayes Stumbled upon this guy, LOVE the tunes and the clips. Needless to say I shall have them all one day!!! You wnat evidence of this guy's unique songwriting ability, check him out on YouTube, but be sure to bookmark his bandcamp page first, becasue you will back in less than 3 minutes! Favorite track: Only Dreaming.
Dan DeMarco
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Dan DeMarco Jack Conte is a genius. His passionate songwriting will leave you scrambling for the next tune as soon as the current one ends. VS4 is the latest in his Video Songs (VS) album series. Go check it out! Favorite track: Only Dreaming.
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1.
Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean I am floating past the algae, the whale bones, so pretty, but my body still didn't make the grade, still didn't make the grade. Somewhere in the basement I once had a good idea but I can't find it. My mind is drawing blanks to fill the page, but I still won't make the grade, still won't make the grade. I'm regaining patience in the better half of man, and the stories we'll remember are from a different hand. Somewhere at the bottom of my brain I just don't care and I don't want to. But I do, anyway... anyway, I still won't make the grade, still won't make the grade. I'm regaining patience in the better half of man, and the stories we'll remember are from a different hand. Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean I am floating past the algae, the whale bones, so pretty, but my body still won't make the grade... still won't make the grade... still won't make the grade.
2.
Still searching, still guessing, still lurching, but are you having the time of your life? Still waiting, still pacing, still playing, but are you having the time of your life? Help me! I don't know what to be anymore! Still checking, still chasing, still dressing, but are you having the time of your life? Same faces, same stories, same places. Help me! I am salt in the sea. Still searching, still guessing, still lurching, but are you having the time of your life? Are you having the time of your life?
3.
Maybe I'll come true, but I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. But I don't care, do you? I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Tell your friends about it, maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it. You never know, it could be a lie. You get what you choose, and I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Tell your friends about it, maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it. You never know, it could be a lie. Maybe I'm just blue, but I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Tell your friends about it, maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it. You never know, it could be a lie. Maybe I'll come true, but I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Yeah I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore.
4.
The time has come for all good men to sink or swim or die. The boats are broke and the bow is stuck, and the waves are crashing high. Oh! Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time? Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time? The time has come for all good men to jump or float or fly. The cockpit cracked and the captain croaked and the wind is tearing by. Oh! Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time? Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time? The time has come for all good men to want or wish or try. Our brains are blank and our bones are breaking and the years are blowing by. Oh! Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time? Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice to have a bit more time?
5.
Off with his head, it's all for the best, my eyes hang down with sorrow. I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows, gone away. Off with his head, you lose what you bet. Your will reigns down with terror, oh feel the horror, oh see the fury upon us all. Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on -- cuz nothing ever comes when you expect. Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons! We've too much time, and too much life, too many precious days. Off with his head, it's all for the best. Your will reigns down with terror, oh feel the horror, oh see the fury upon us all. Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on -- cuz nothing ever comes when you expect. Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons! We've too much time, and too much life, too many precious days. Off with his head, it's all for the best, my eyes hang down with sorrow. I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows, gone away.
6.
He lived down by the farmhouse where the stray cats sleep at night, just a deck of cards, two fold out chairs, and the ghost of his wife. And the devil lived in his doorway, kept out the love and hope. He lived a long, long, long time, a long time ago. He lost one yellow Sunday, when he reached into his throat and pulled out all the people that he had been and tried to choke. But together they overwhelmed him, and he couldn't help but explode. He lost a long, long, long time, a long time ago. Asked a man in town, and they said he's lawless. Said he was strange, and he was all alone. No place to go, he went up in smoke. Well he left in a hurry when the cops kicked in his door. He jumped out the second story, limped down the road and hijacked a car. He stuck his head out the broken window, and he howled like the devil's own. He left a long, long, long time, a long time ago. Asked a man in town, and they said he's lawless. Said he was strange, and he was all alone. No place to go, he went up in smoke. He flew right past the border, he ditched the car and dyed his hair. He took out his deck of cards for a couple last rounds of solitaire, and he slept just like a baby, though the night was hard and cold. He flew a long, long, long time, a long time ago. When he passed through the devil's doorway, well he knew just where he was. He threw back his head and howled as he resigned himself to dust. And they found him in the Rio Fuerte. His body was still afloat. He passed a long, long, long time, a long time ago.
7.
Mercenary 02:04
If you don't want to, then you don't have to. If you don't need it, then just don't take it. We are the mercenaries, the revolution babies. You take the one road, and I'll take the other. You take the payload, and I'll duck and cover. We are the mercenaries, the revolution babies. Mercenary. Mercenary. We got a switchblade, they got machine guns. We got sore legs, and they're coming to get us. We are the mercenaries, the revolution babies. We are the mercenaries, the revolution babies. If you don't want to, then you don't have to. Mercenary. Mercenary.
8.
Away 02:09
Away we go, away we float. Time to lift away. Away we rise, away we fly. Time to drift away. And time will tell if all is real. Time's been right all my life, through all my mistakes. Time to slip away. Away we burn, away we turn. Time to lift away. Away we rise, away we fly. Time to drift away. And time will tell if all is real. Time's been right all my life, through all my mistakes. Time to slip away. Away we go, away we float. Time to lift away
9.
Drink this holy water, it will make you better. You're okay, you're only dreaming. Keep me where I'm happy. I don't care what's happening. I'm okay, I'm only dreaming. I don't care what's in my input. No... Breathing underwater. It feels so much better. I'm okay, I'm only dreaming. I don't care what's really happening. No... Drink this holy water, it will make you better. You're okay, you're only dreaming. I don't care what's in my input! No...
10.
Get it Out 02:53
It might be rage. It might be bait. It's everyday. Get it out! Get it out! Somehow I got to get it out! Get it out! You know I got to get it out! Get it out! Somehow I got to! It might be haste. It might be pace. It's everyday. Get it out! Get it out! Somehow I got to get it out! Get it out! You know I got to get it out! Get it out! Somehow I got to!
11.
I don't see you. I would be happy just to see you raw with nothing to hide your face, nothing to set the stage. I would be happy just to see you plain. You can throw out the box. You don't need it at all. I don't see you. I would be happy just to have you here. We don't need plans at all, we don't need painted walls. I would be happy just to see you raw. Nothing to hide your fears, better to see you clear. I don't see you. Nothing to hide your face, nothing to set the stage. I would be happy just to see you raw... I would be happy just to see you raw... I would be happy just to see you raw...
12.
I wonder where the moments go. I wonder when I got so old. I still remember the tree house and playing in the snow. Oh I wonder where those moments all go. I wonder when we really start. No, not the brain and not the heart. There must be a measurable moment when we come out of the dark. Oh I wonder when we all really start. This could be the only life that I ever know - ever know! So breathe in deep, and hold on tight! Kids we’re in for a ride. I wonder where the moments go after all the stars explode. When culture and history and nature disappear in a black hole, oh I wonder where those moments will go. This could be the only life that I ever know - ever know! So breathe in deep, and hold on tight! Kids we’re in for a ride. I wonder where the moments go, and can’t we have a little more? Take a hand, hold it tight, oh what a beautiful ride. And at the tail end of the show, I wonder where the moments go. At the tail end of the show, I wonder where the moments go.
13.
Mister Money Bags, I’m desperate and I’m poor. Mister Money Bags, you know I hate to ask for more, but I’m living on the street without a thing to eat. Oh Mister Money Bags, could you spare some change for me? Mister Money Bags, you’re fat and you’re content. Oh Mister Money Bags, your money’s poorly spent: you bought a palace to hoard your glee, you bought a whore to spill your seed. Oh Mister Money Bags, could you spare some change for me? Somehow he’ll find a way to buy his way through the eye of the needle. Mister Money Bags, you dog, you scoundrel, you weasel. Mister Money Bags! I’m broke and I’m alone. Mister Money Bags, all my gold has turned to stone, and the roads are all too steep, and the water’s all to deep. Oh Mister Money Bags, could you spare some change for me? Somehow he’ll find a way to buy his way through the eye of the needle. Mister Money Bags, you dog, you scoundrel, you weasel. Mister Money Bags! I’ve been out here for a week. Good Mister Money Bags, without shoes on my feet. And now my throat’s too cold to speak, and my heart’s too cold to beat. Please Mister Money Bags, kind Mister Money Bags, dear Mister Money Bags, could you spare some change for me?
14.
Push It 02:09
You wait for the day that you won’t have to wait. You won’t have to fight. You’ll lift and you’ll fly though space and time, though stars and lights, through rocks and ice. But the lollipop parade will march you past the pain, and push you through the night. It’ll lift you nice and high through space and time, through stars and lights, through rocks and ice. Push it! Push it! Oh! Push it! Oh! And the sun will rise again, shine light and hope on the hearts of men who brace for fate... wait... wait! WAIT! Push it! Push it! Oh! Push it! Push it! Oh! And I hope it’s good to you. I hope it’s warm and true. You never left this Earth. I still feel you. I feel you.
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Reprise 00:33

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released March 23, 2011

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