An aural illustration of the feelings that ruin and separate me, the places those feelings have taken me, and finally some resolution. The album cover and casing represent the bags of heroin I used to hide behind and escape reality. I'm not some proud advocate for drug use, but rather a person who's lived on the opposing side of "normalcy" and lived to talk about it. I'm an advocate for awareness instead of sheltering, and I'm working on the issues that lead to the drugs by writing about them instead of acting on them.
I accept that some might take it all for face value and call it a bunch of songs about shooting dope and being a true piece of shit, but I won't write happy songs for happy people to indulge in how happy they already are. I will continue to write fucking miserable songs, about how ugly we can be when we can't get out of our own way, for the people like myself who just need something to relate to.
Includes unlimited streaming of Jacob's Ladder
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 7 days
If honesty were for sale
I'd be the kind of guy who spoke my mind
But I watched his reign trickle down through that split level trap in West Berlin
I've only come to please
You'll never have the wealth you'd need to climb walls like these
But you've found perfect friends
In those blue pills I sold back then
Trapped in my own head
Hope for sleep and dream I'm dead
from Jacob's Ladder,
track released November 6, 2015
Produced by John Naclerio @Nada Recording New Windsor, NY