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Sundial

by Dizzy Bats

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1.
Last Call 01:47
Yells one more, signal from across the room When did she lose count Can't decide, on coffee black or sake rice wine Yells last call, jingle jangle of her keys Turn the other way Close those eyes, you cannot believe what she sees Journey back into… Palace of her memories Casts her away How long here can she stay? 'til she walks out through that new broken door Door knob turns, one quick smack across the face When did she cause that? Who's to blame, due to all those long countless nights? 1, 2, 3, and for… These new cigarettes Smoke blown this way How much more will she pay To walk out through that new broken door? And so ends this fairytale Told one more time Why can't we say goodbye As she walks out through that new broken door
2.
Please Stall 03:09
Vibrate instead of ringtone I feel this Deafening shake of the phone With no more lyin' We commence the cryin' As her river flows like so I wish I knew it would be The last goodbye I would have taken my sweet time But as those few weeks for passing Were we procrastinating In order to hold onto that final phone call Please stall Hey you get out of that bed The sun's come up Let's drink to the life that we led And as we chug this grief, I can't find the beat Until the orchestra reaches my ear As I write this breakup song Can't help but wonder what went wrong Never cold but never warm Not once did walk out through slammed door Though I can't go down the stairs To sit in your ugly red chair Wish the best bid you good life The past has gone future so bright
3.
Sundial 03:21
My name she calls as I wonder Where have these four years disappeared to Sure it's trite but screw it call me corny Best years of my life That time flame burst we started running From those phantom cops we call security Then it sucked but now we can't stop laughing You became that guy in this here story Flashback to the year of the "freshman 15" The weight of pure naivety Lost it all when we decided to build this home for three The beds we made on our unswept floors The steps we'd take behind toweled doors Turn off the alarm, third ring's the charm Here's that graduation song you always wanted to write I know it does not hold a candle to "Good Riddance, Time of Your Life" (Here's to the night) But before you go to find your life to wipe your tears away Let's meet at the Sundial, in rain Welcome home, son, you've received a package It's not money or that western tree Cut the seal to find this so-called paper work What the hell is TIAA-Cref Is this what they call a "mid-life crisis" No it's cool, I think I'm pretty ready Won't forget these campfire moments And all that you've taught me
4.
Tell Me 04:02
Tell me when to start the show, 'cause you're feelin' Like a first step child with nowhere not to go Tell me when your mic is on Cause you're tapping Check 1, check 2, check 3, call "bingo" Tell me when to shout your name I can't see you through the dark bright lights of hopefully fame Tell me when to count it off, cue the intro Say 1, 2, 3, 4 go Can't count any longer to this nine o' clock curtain call Can't stroll anymore on this butterflies walk Tell me when you start to sing sweet nothings Ear left, whose right, who cares change the power chord Tell me when to take a bow Prepare the encore Take your shot, lighter up she says let's play one more As we're breaking down, will you share one more verse with me 'Cause there's no greater love than hearing your words As we move on Can we see through this thick blanket of dark fog 尚未希望,hope to prepare for this new loosening strong hold And we'll tell no more lies, no longer pretend
5.
Your eyes, oh your eyes, are looking back in my small world And your eyes, your eyes, refuse to stray from this lost pearl You didn't want me to, didn't want me to go So shook the 8-ball twice and we found out then That one season's span must suffice As we trek on through, wish that I could help to Erase this calligraphy But last stroke is drawn and we must move on Create this new memory Sleep our separate dreams Your eyes, oh your eyes, so far away can no longer see Don't feel fine, don't feel fine This endless pit takes control of me But no card was counted, no lock was picked Innocence, plead not guilty And even knowing this, I do still exist, in my own penitentiary So I'll just steal the key and let myself free No guards standing in my way Now cannot hear your voice, creating my own choice Your eyes no longer live my day, as we break away Your eyes roll back inside your head and return again One more time, can't help but trap myself In this vicious cycle of sympathy Because of….
6.
Mold 03:50
Youth leaves me looking young but not feeling it I'm sick with or without my multi-vitamins I am my own weatherman, I see a cold coming right when the last one leaves Double check online at web MD Life is lived relative to the air that's breathed I stepped in the wrong place to get my lungs pleased Pain I feel though not severe, imprison me I hope sleep has set me free Some count sheep I count my injuries Why has my old age started so early? Barely ripe, yet already moldy I once played atop the endless wave of time Let my weight pull me down now I'm trapped inside When it comes to making my way back to the surface I feel apathy The smoothness of my skin has me deceived
7.
Where are the children who are innocent and worthy? Love ones lost in a mountain once real Where are the children, who laughed, cried, and sang out They are silent, confused, and afraid Are we all forgotten, or is the answer not so simple? So many questions, when will this all be done? Forgive her one day, as she forgives those lost fanatics? Though she is tempted, to take on hate and fight And where's the devoted, who caused her dreams to crumble? Way down to the ground with no windows left in sight She's ten years away from that longest every school day She'll never forget where she was and where she's going
8.
Wake up on Saturday to the apartment's fresh decay As I breathe this Hartford air, exhale away this perfect pair I see her standing next to me only in this recurring dream Where I see my late dog Zack, kept by the love who brought him back He simply nods and asks that cliched question What is your job and purpose of your life Can't say but for now These kids teach me of our brutal society Can I please buy you a drink Seven words I'd never think to say No I don't believe it's you It's on me for not buying two It doesn't matter 'cause I'm spent Six dollar shots go straight to bed Once again I hear his roar, except this time I hit the floor Oh then he says Who cares you've got your music That's so much more than lieutenant Johnny can say There's no fucking point To play these meaningless games of therapy Oh we cannot wait for us to finally grow up But this lovely dancer's time has come today As I think back again How could she be so young and I so fortunate

about

I am thrilled to see this record finally come together, and it would not have been possible without the help of many people. I'd first like to thank all of the musicians who helped me out with the recording, including Jamie, Alex, Steven, Amanda, Ari, Lauren, and Jamil. Special thanks to DB bass player, and good friend, Dave. It has been a blast making music with you! Thanks to my family and friends for your tremendous support over the last few years in my music and otherwise. Finally, I'd like to thank our engineer, Jonathan Markson. You are amazingly talented, and your professionalism and experience is beyond your years. Thanks, guys.
-Connor

Watch the "Please Stall" music video here! www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHoGXz3H74A&feature=plcp

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released September 24, 2012

Dizzy Bats (www.facebook.com/dizzybatsmusic)
Connor Frost :: Vocals / Guitars / Trumpet
David Castillo :: Bass

Featured Musicians:
Steven Buttery:: Percussion [2, 8]
Alex Cohen:: Drums [1-7]
Jamie Crain:: Vocals [8]
Jamil Jorge :: Trombone [2]
Amanda Lo :: Violin [2]
Jonathan Markson:: Backing Vocals [6]
Ari Puleo:: Cello [2]
Lauren Vunderink:: French Horn [2]

Tracks 1-5, 8 written by Connor Frost
Track 6 written by Michael Scharf and Connor Frost, lyrics by Michael Scharf
Track 7 written by Connor Frost and Peter Frost
Recorded at the Gallery Recording Studio in Brooklyn, NY and Connecticut College in New London, CT
Engineered, produced, and mixed by Jonathan Markson (jon.markson@gmail.com)
Mastered by James Zaner at Blue Jay Recording Studio in Carlisle, MA (james@bluejaystudio.com)

Album art by Andrea Scharf (andreazscharf@gmail.com)

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Dizzy Bats New York, New York

Dizzy Bats is a New York Pop Punk band started in the summer of 2011. Influenced by punk outfits out of the late 90s and early 2000s, they use power chords over heavily-picked basslines and infectious melodies as a vehicle for fun, energetic, Power Pop. Dizzy Bats boast an honest reflection on times past and current. ... more

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