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storm's coming

by the garages

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  • CASSETTE, STM-001
    Cassette + Digital Album

    a cassette tape of storm's coming. dark grey recycled plastic, in a cardboard o-case.

    side a

    rejoice
    forecast
    simple game
    steal home
    relief pitcher (leave it on the field)

    side b

    three-trick pony (one-horse town)
    parking lot woes
    tempest
    hotdog & beans
    have hope
    together we're gonna make this

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1.
rejoice 04:30
My kicks got knicked in Charleston Got spat on in Halifax Lost the jacket that protects me From rogue umpire attacks And though I’m deep in debt like Jaylen I can’t bet a single coin Cuz on the first day of the season, we rejoice. My truck broke down in Moab By the Hellmouth’s gaping Maw So I hitchhiked down to Hades To punch god in the jaw Cuz someday that nut will come down To shell me and the boys But until that reckoning, we’ll rejoice Yeah we rejoice We rejoice Cuz to be honest, we don’t really have a choice Oh tomorrow we can gamble Till the whole plane is destroyed But on the first day of the season, we rejoice Oh so often times are tragic When it comes to ol’ blaseball From the Shelled One’s Pod betrayals To the deaths of Monreal And Massey and Jenna and Olive and Nora and Murphy and Lars and Sosa and Greatness and Famous and Meritt and Zi and Jessi and Hurley and Dracaena and Aldon and Cedric and Rhys and Bennett and Bryanayah and Juan and Barnes and Passon and Miguel and Chorby and Kath and Kennedy and Meadows and Ogden and Sebastian and Atlas and Tyler and Tiana and Jorge and Matteo and Sam and Shaquille and Blankenship, Santana and Rangel and Sunshine and Derrick and Rubberman and Langley and Landry and Steakknife and Stevenson and Ingram and Matheo and Duende and England and Morrow and Turquoise and Internet and Bookbaby and Lotus and Randall and Mickey and Wesley and Moody and Elijah and Scorpler and Kiki and Antonio and Dominic and Murray and Telephone and Yazmin and Frasier and Workman and Wheeler and Hobbs and José and Tillman and Jaylen and—wait I think that’s all of them. One more verse! Got blooddrained down in Dallas Heard the birdstorm’s horrid caw Got mocked outside of Philly By a phone singing “Rap God” Yes tomorrow brings the darkness And that awful piercing noise (that no one can explain!) But on the first day of the season we rejoice Yeah on the first day of the season, we rejoice
2.
forecast 03:50
keep your head down and they won’t spot you do you believe that? don’t lock their eyes and they won’t notice you do you believe that? they’re breathing down your neck, jaylen they’re breathing down your neck what are you gonna do to stop it? they’re breathing down your neck, jaylen they’re breathing down your neck there’s a storm coming your way you missed it once before but will you beat the forecast again? there’s a storm coming your way you missed it once before but will you beat the forecast again? the forecast again. i hold you high and i respect you i hope you know that but i don’t know why you’re trying to leave this all behind you know you can’t
3.
simple game 04:19
Well this used to be a simple game, Hit the ball, run the bases, all the same, Fighting to win, but good spirits all round, Get to the top, with our signature sound, But then that ease was quickly shook, We should've stopped, but had to look Curiosity overtook, We opened the book It used to be so easy before, Now it's pain and fire, not easy no more The blaseball gloves lie still and charred, This simple game, just keeps on getting hard We lost so many, it's been so long, But we won't stop, no matter what goes wrong, We'll push and push until the spill They'll never break, our undying will And though our future is unclear, We think of those that we held dear, Unto the gods, their names we'll sear, We didn't all make it here And now the gods have come to wage their war, But we'll fight like we've never fought before, For those we've lost, we know we must endure, We'll make this game a simple game once more.
4.
steal home 04:06
someday the wind’s gonna take me away and it won’t be surprisin’ the way that those big thunderclouds are stacked up over on the horizon and way on up high, the clouds roll on by and their shadows chase ‘cross the ground and here in the storm I look for a home and maybe a home’s what I found won’t you let me STEAL HOME tonight, if that’d be all right ‘cause I left my real home a long long way from your arms and we can spend a while together at least until a change in the weather takes me away from this stolen home someday where I hang my hat is gonna change, don’t say I didn’t warn ya and maybe my home’s where I hang my heart out in old California when it’s time to fly, no, I won’t say good bye, for the word’s gonna tear me apart and there in the storm, i’ll look for a home, though a home’s what I left at the start but then you say ‘wait’, and the Steaks are too great for this bet how can I go when you say to me “no, don’t leave yet” won’t you let me steal home tonight, if that’d be all right for I found my real home is right here in your arms and we can be alone together and pray there’s not a change in the weather to take me from this stolen home
5.
when i swing at the pitch i don't miss it imitating the one i know best i'll repeat myself again, so please listen as i echo across the northwest i left all my worries in dallas and philly, i can't stick around so i step to the plate in seattle one horse in a one horse town today it's two-for-one price admission as i roll onto the field all alone i'll repeat myself again, so please listen somehow i'm not on my own i left my old mare back in philly and dallas, i'm letting you down so i step to the plate in seattle two horses in a one horse town and it might feel like you got triple vision as i reverberate throughout the park i'll repeat myself again, so please listen i don't need no redemption arc because i've left all my troubles behind me as the waves carry me to the sound so i step to the plate in seattle three horses in a one horse town
6.
Their name was Luis You know the rest Our vlocaloid Our hardlight best-ie But then they left us And joined the Crabs It goes to show We're all at risk to go Nay nay, I won't go on Not until the band plays my favorite song I'm singin' Nay nay, no feedback, none! I ain't goin' nowhere til the game is won Her bat's got nails Her banjo too Ya mess with her And she'll destroy you! But now she's Texan And that's no shame We loved our Abbot It's like a habit! Nay nay, I won't go on Not until the band plays my favorite song I'm singin' Nay nay, no feedback, none! I ain't goin' nowhere til the game is won So please! Just leave 'em be! Nay nay, I won't go on Not until the band plays my favorite song I'm singin' Nay nay, no feedback, none! I ain't goin nowhere til the game is won I said I ain't goin nowhere til the game is won I ain't goin nowhere til the game is won. I mean, I know that Luis was traded because of a vote but whatever, it's for fun. It's all for fun!
7.
i don’t do it for glory or women or pay i throw out of spite for the triple a i throw for the soul of the USA and i’ll throw till i’m put in the ground two outs bottom of twelve runner on second lefty from hell so send me up so sound the alarm a ball in my glove and hate in my arm grip my weapon between the seams i don’t have long left on this team never yield leave it on the field i’m playing angry let fly like a gun they don’t move a muscle ump calls ball one if this were five years ago i’d be up there in his face i grind my heel into the dirt he knows i know my place every face in the dugout a mask of death i curse them all with my dying breath never yield leave it on the field ball two ball three and my shoulder starts to crack fire down my arm vision fades to black in the dark i am a rookie all limber and strong good god above where did i go wrong wind up for my final stand hear something pop as it leaves my hand never yield leave it on the field like a sinker my heart breaks fast and low she strides to first and down i go never yield leave it on the field
8.
have hope 03:56
Hi friends, It’s wyatts It wants them and it’s coming, but i have a plan. Jaylen, can you hear me? Let’s make a deal, it’s time we began Hang on, Jaylen You are not done Rise up Jaylen Face the sun You’ll travel far and wide To Pies and back home and to Halifax Shoe Thieves might hate you But they don’t know they’ll need you when it attacks Hang on, Jaylen You are not done Hang on Jaylen Your time will come My dear friends, It has begun The shelled one descending from above Demanding that we bow Take cover, incoming, The time is now Hang on, Jaylen You are not done Hang on Jaylen This Fight’s not won The bleachers rise high as the darkness swings low watching the players come and go Through blooddrain, incinerations, The mic's ebb and flow What happens in shadows, Townsend knows Hang On, Jaylen, I have hope Hang On, Shoe Thieves You’re not alone Hang On, my friends I have hope Hang On, blaseball Anything is possible
9.
sun is hiding, shadows shining from up above eyes are shifting, can’t be missing when the umps seek blood cause we now know they aren’t beyond the flames they hold we’re stealing back our home lives are flickerin, gods are pickin their fights with us rules left unsaid so they can pretend their wrath is just but we outnumber them so let thunder rain down we’ll kick them out of this ground no hall can keep us from our friends no monitor can make this end inning seven, we are stretchin prepared to pitch threats are comin, but our bats are thrummin with intent to hit our finest lineup will define the com- ing trials but they’ll do it with smiles the other side of this will find us together we’re gonna make this better

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released October 16, 2020

rejoice by mother love blone (noise-land.bandcamp.com), with vocals by MQ (@QueenMucus) and additional piano by em grace (@UndeniableEmG)
forecast by rain (rainrain.bandcamp.com)
simple game by teake (@TeakeBun)
steal home by em grace (@UndeniableEmG)
three-trick pony (one-horse town) by VigilantBaker (vigilantbaker.bandcamp.com), with additional vocals by fourthmountain
parking lot woes by yana (@VillainousGoo)
relief pitcher (leave it on the field) by coyote wall (coyotewall.bandcamp.com)
have hope by tegan eden (@TeganEden | teganeden.bandcamp.com )
together we're gonna make this by zack.ry (@zackleston, zackry.bandcamp.com)

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font "compagnon" from the Velvetyne Type Foundry, by Chloé Lozano, Juliette Duhé. Léa Pradine, Sébastien Riollier and Valentin Papon

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we are the garages, an anarcho-syndicalist blaseball band from the fictional location of seattle. we make songs about being gay, the apocalypse, and fighting the gods. ... more

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