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Feature: The Know Nothings

It’s Feature time again here at the LIFESTYLE!!!! We are proud to present The Know Nothings, an acoustic duo made up of the homies Andrea Woodard and David Adams from our hometown of Berkeley, CA. The group is making moves in the Bay and continues to write and record great original music. We are extremely excited to showcase their new tune Sweet Pea.

(Original art by Max Nelson)

Check out the track and get to know more about the Know Nothings with an exclusive interview.

Sweet Pea

Leading off with some basics, where are you from? And where are you at?

DA: Berkeley, then Santa Cruz, then Oakland, now Berkeley, soon Oakland.

AW: Local girl born in SF and raised in Berkeley. Now living in San Francisco.

What does Reflection and Response mean to you?

DA: Think then talk… preferably more thinking than talking.

AW: It means to take that extra moment, extra time, to stop and to think about what something means to  you. Then to take those emotions and understandings you have reached and actively react to them.

How does ‘Sweet Pea’ fit in with that definition?

DA: I don’t know how to answer this question. Am I addressing this song as a response to life and experience, or am I addressing the potential to reflect and respond to this song? In the first case, I think all songs and all art, are ways of pinning down and making concrete, our otherwise mercurial reflections on the state of our lives and the world as a whole.

AW: I am not quite sure if you mean one of our pieces or a piece of art for example. But in keeping with the theme of our interview as a band I will go ahead and pick the egotistical response :). The best I can do is equate it to our song writing process. While I credit David with almost all of our awesome lyrics, there are of course some collaborative efforts. It is tempting to make something just rhyme or to put in fillers,  but we take a step back, think about what we are trying to express or say through the song, or even that one line, and then react to that and put it in words. Corny? Little bit I guess.

What else have you been working on recently? What are you looking to work on next?

DA: We are just working on recording songs one by one, and mastering the recording process, which is for sure an uphill battle.

AW: Bandwise, working on writing more songs and looking to perform more. Lifewise, working on living the city life with great friends, and looking to work for my nursing degree.

Who or what inspires you?

DA: I get inspired by slow motion football highlights played with classical music in the background.

AW: I would have to say my bandmate David. He has an unwavering dedication to pursuing something that is important to him, no matter what (for example performing and playing music). I would also have  to say that generally speaking the friends and family in my life inspire me, and not necessarily direct though what they do, but by exhibiting incredible support in everything. It keeps me pursuing the best for  me, whether that is finding an awesome music playing hobby, or furthering my career and life ambitions.

Is there anything else you would like the Collective to know?

DA: Come to our next gig at the Firehouse Art Collective Gallery North on Oct 14th at 7 P.M.

AW: That graduating college seemed like the most daunting, unappealing prospect, and it’s been so fun to  discover that this part of our lives is just as fun in different (and sometimes similar ways). I’m having a blast with everything and reconnecting to old friends!

Shout out to…?

DA: Peter and Vicken for following their dreams and putting this together. I remember when Vicken and  I forced some middle school kids into a rap battle, then hid in his dad’s car when the kids ran to their parents. And I remember Peter throwing his skateboard on the ground vowing never to skate again, over  and over and over again.

AW: All of our awesome friends and family for supporting us instead of laughing at us (it was a crapshoot).

Check the group out on Facebook and Soundcloud.

Reflection and Response

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Making Spaces

I wrote this song sometime during this past summer when I worked at a seafood restaurant in Seattle. I recorded the track on October 2nd and 3rd 2011.

Acapella

Here I am on this bus at 8 o’clock/ The only one who still smells of whisky on the rocks/ As jocks and business students from the stop  all climb on she’s the only thing I find my mind on she shines strong

The City’s a lonely thing feel its only you living/ Struggle alone really and never feel like winning/ Because there’s more and more and even more to do/ Liberation shackled instantly consumed

But I stay cuz she’s there and only cuz she is/ Probably easy to spot painfully obvious/ That I’m head over heels for her/ This other fling knows I’m not being all the way forward

And her back is nice/ And her face is standard/ But she talks fast might actually give an answer/ And that dress/ That red cloth presses against her/ We feign indifference and say we’ve seen way better

All watch sporadically/ Try not to get caught/ She knows it and continues to pop and lock it/ A pretty damn good imposter/ Goddamn it now I’m rock hard/ This suddenly got awkward

We take breaks in the spaces in between/ After dinner shifts when all the customers leave/ Your friendly waiters wasted on IPAs and mixed drinks/ Next shift same table/ Such a vicious routine (x2)

Smells of weed and stale beer/ And beautiful women more naughty than goddesses but often pursue vixens/try to stay winning/ And hope this beat floats on/ And we gloat of these shows that know don’t go on

Young college students growing alcoholics/ Work hard play hard/Certainly work on it/ Wake up dry mouth with that head throbbing/ Beds messy from some of that prior rocking

With this job at 9 o’clock I can finally buy coffee/ Daily grind no way 5-0’a are gonna stop me/ Speaking of that I need to get back to the store/ And I’m fresh out of onions don’t wanna mooch any more

Cab Calloway sang once of the mooch named Minnie/ Now we mooch cab rides all throughout the city / And we pay each other back with hand slaps and drinks/ Wonder what the fuck my grandma would think

If she knew that we take breaks in the spaces in between/ After dinner shifts when all the customers leave/ Your friendly waiters wasted on IPAs and mixed drinks/ Next shift same table/ Such a vicious routine (x4)

Reflection and Response

-P

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Shake This Maze

I wrote Shake This Maze in spring 2011 after getting a job at Duke’s Chowder House in Seattle.  I wrote the chorus some 6 months earlier and never found a home for it until Maze.


Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses

Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins

Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride

Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life

Maybe she works Sunday we’ll play afterwards/ I need to stop writing this play and this wack verse/ Can’t stand when she’s there can’t stand when she’s away/ Go home like I don’t care?/That lie’s pathetically fake/So please break break break the spell she’s got me under/ Under the weather as I am under the covers/ Already tried to wake up/ But I pressed snooze/ prefer this pillow/ This wait sucks I’ll sleep through/

Two weeks ago everything normal/ soon to graduate sky high orbital/ now crash landed/ Everybody see it/ Ramble meaningless nothings/ without reason/ Who knew such blues/ Would creep in this season/ The sun’s out/ Sweat crowds the breathing/ She walks chest out/ I think or am I dreaming/ Naps for twenty minutes every other evening

Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses

Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins

Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride

Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life

We make our way through twisting journeys

Roadmap gets written as life’s occurring

We fight for courage she’s a test of the burden

Success the only option no way this back’s turning

So now three weeks later we each have a break/ And it’s nice outside so we walk beside the lake/ For forty five minutes we conversate/ Suddenly all the angst evaporates/I guess I agree with her better off friends/ Besides Spain seems to boast decent women/ So finally I can act normal again/ only awkward if we make it so, I horribly did

But now we grab lunch /Jokes “such a lovely date”/ Behind glasses eyes fluctuates/ Talk of family for seems great lengths/ About drugs and pain and fortune and thanks/And we return to the work/ From whence we came/ She tends bar as I clear plates/ Great feeling having a clean slate/ Now we start again but in a different place

Shake this maze to the core with chords and verses

Mix genres like cops johns whores and virgins

Turn the source of hurting into a sense of pride

Find the gold on the shipwrecks of life

Make our way through twisting journeys

Roadmap gets written as life’s occurring

We fight for courage she’s a test of the burden

Success the only option/ no way this back’s turning

(x2)

Shake This Maze Remix

I did the Shake This Maze Remix the same day as posting, on September 15th, 2011.  I liked the sound of the vocals on the chorus on the acapella version, so I cut some stuff from that for the first part of the remix. For the second part, I felt inspired by Dj Premier’s ability to craft whole choruses from samples of other tracks. So I took some lines from the track itself and came up with the following line.

Who knew such blues/ Drugs and pain

In a different place/ find that/ fortune and thanks.

How do people feel about sampling? Does anyone have a favorite track that samples something yet makes it completely new?

Add your thoughts to the reactions box.

Reflection and Response

-P

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Jade Eyes

Jade Eyes

I wrote Jade Eyes after attending a Pretty Lights concert at the Showbox Sodo in Seattle on November 19th, 2010.  I wrote most of the lyrics that same night after getting home around 3 A.M.

Acapella Version

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us/ One mind we design our own island/ Or so I thought as I thrust my paw on her/ Didn’t think that I could do her such dishonor/ Back away and I nod my head/ These pretty lights can really play and they’re rocking it/ And these kids eat it up like Lox and spread/ As the clock is lost and we forget our beds/ The jade eyes stay with me and I see her/ Kissing on the dude who arrived in the beamer/ Guess I had weak pop tonight Elisa Steamer/ The jade just caught the light and all disappears/ But she stays florescent cold as December in this northern state that’s the greyest in the hemisphere/ Just like lemmings I follow the trap/ Wonder if she gets off on withholding that vag because

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

Contradiction many been up her blouse/ But my fingers are some splinters she can do without/ This week’s been weak grime and grout/ Games every day every way tagged out/ But I’m glad for the no’s the strep and the colds/ The effect of the soul/ Is it’s left invincible/ Try me all you want these jade eyes still haunt me/ Thought if I got her I’d find some sense of belonging/ After the show all filed out to rides home/ Chose to feign fatigue said peace to the folks/ Got home restless with the image in my mind/ Of her curves her shirt and her perfect jade eyes/ And I dealt with it the only way I know how/ With the guitar and drums turned up way too loud/And as all else slept and tired of the bass/ In it’s beautiful hum I found a place

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes

These jade eyes are straight lies that bind us

These jade eyes (x2)

Reflection and Response

-P

P.S. Whoever can tell me who Elissa Steamer is without going on wikipedia gets a new song sent to their email! Send answers to the.lifetsyle.rr@gmail.com.

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