Appetizers

by Gatsby's Shipwreck

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To start off, we want to thank everyone who helped make this release possible at every step of the process. “Appetizers” is a prologue to a larger release we have planned for summer. The EP is free; our gratitude hinges on you enjoying our music, not us making money. Here’s to whatever comes next.

We would also like to take this time to say that, despite the line from "Hey Jessica", we, as a band and as individuals, do not want to give off the notion that we take rape as a matter to freely joke about.

To end on a lighter note, we thoroughly hope you enjoy what we've cooked up for you so far. Stick with us for the main course this summer.

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released April 1, 2014

All songs written by Gatsby's Shipwreck
Guitar and Vocals: Cullen Quinn
Drums and Vocals: Jeffrey P Fidler
Recorded and mastered at Silk City Music Factory in Manchester, CT on March 23, 2014 by producer, Phil Mann.

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Track Name: Seattle
I remember when we graduated
And all your friends decided to move on
And you felt lost for the first time
With no one to depend on
I looked you dead in the eyes
And I asked you to kiss me one last time
In hopes that we could forget everything
I’m sorry for the way I acted
Way back when
But I don’t think I overreacted
When you went out with him
I’ll take back everything I said
If you’ll do the same for me
Valerie, Valerie, see what you do to me
I remember with your swimsuit on
Every kiss was interrupted by your dad and mom
And I would hold your hand
If that weren’t disgusting
And as summer makes way to fall
Truth be told, don’t expect a call
Cause in the rain of Seattle,
This Tin Man is rusting
And I’m sorry for the way I acted
Way back when
But I don’t think I overreacted
When you went out with him
I’ll take back everything I said
If you’ll do the same for me
Oh, Valerie, Valerie, see what you do to me
Happy holidays, I hope you’ve seen I’ve changed
But you’re still stuck in your adulterous ways
And after all that time, you’d think I’d know it’s not fine
But, hey, whatcha doing on Saturday?
I know you’re in a hurry to my judge and jury
But you don’t get to cast a stone
I see that your habits have turned you into an addict
Of memorizing the dial tone
I’m sorry for the way I acted
Way back when
But I don’t think I overreacted
When you went out with him
I’ll take back everything I said
If you’ll do the same for me
Oh, Valerie, Valerie, see what you do to me
Track Name: Hey Jessica
Hey Jessica, I said I was sorry
But I know you don’t believe that’s true
Cause I am me, and you are you
And why would I apologize to you?
But I’m sorry you’re a slut
And your boyfriend likes to cheat
And the way that you dress,
I’m on the edge of my seat
I’m sorry that your calls all went to voicemail
And were promptly moved to the trash
Hey Jessica, hey Jessica
How’s college these days?
I heard you were almost expelled
Because you felt compelled to sleep with your RAs
But I bet housing’s free
Cause you cried R A P E
And you batted your eyes like you did to me
How can you get everything that you want
When you want opposing things?
Hey Carter, hey Carter
You’re not so innocent yourself
You were so quick to judge, and to not give a fuck
In fact, you wrote me onto the shelf
Hey Jessica, hey Jessica
I’m not the one to blame
You could’ve taken my hand
You could’ve taken a stand
You could’ve loved yourself
But we don’t love ourselves, no
But we don’t love ourselves, no
Hey Jessica, hey Jessica
I heard you were back in town
We could go out to eat
Flirt with him ’til it’s free
Your eyes were always hard to turn down
Hey Carter, hey Carter
Won’t you pick me up at nine?
We’ll pretend we’re in love
You’ll pretend I’m enough
And we’ll pretend that inside I’m fine
But I’m not fine
Track Name: Storybook Ending
Raised on Hemingway and Sylvia Plath
You're what caused Gilbert's grapes of wrath
And I won't treat you like a princess
Never mind a queen
Cause the apple don't fall far
From the bitch of a tree
If I don't hate you in the morning
Just know that your number is lost
Claire can sin in a jungle of sorts
While you’re on an island hunting men for sport
And I’m the most dangerous game you’ve yet to play
My Gatsby’s mediocre and Daisy ain’t in bloom
And this brave new world ain’t coming soon
And it’s been 1984 for twelve whole days
I could read you like a book if given the time
If your phonics is a hook then you’ve got me on the line
You’re not the Great American Novel
But I think that you’ll do fine
Libraries of whispers, archives of lies
Your memoirs are written by the guys
That you had in between the sheets
In between our times
It’s 4 5 1 degrees to burn your paper heart
I’m the butterfly to your bell jar
I’m not waiting for Godot, I’m waiting for this love to start
You have enough hubris in that vain vein of yours
To be the death of me
I went to Friar Lawrence last week
And asked him to fuck up the recipe
Cause Juliet you’re flawed
And while I’m being frank
Your dad might be right for once in his life
We’re not made for each other
And you can take that to the bank
Several county lines
Separate you and I
The only thing that sucks
Is I’ll never see you cry
And if passive aggression is the new pink
Well then shit, girl, I’d say you’re a dime
Track Name: Will You Let Me In?
Can we put this argument on hold?
And I can come in from the front porch
Cause August never seemed this cold
Until you came home
This pain’s undiagnosed 
Or at least that’s what I’ll tell you
‘Til we’re free from all these clothes
I’ll be your best kept secret,
I suppose
That I should come clean
I’m a liar I’m your everything
That you don’t need
And I can see it on your face 
Right before I leave
But I don’t wanna leave
I'll spit out some lines
To get me through the door
And your only reply
Is that we've been here before
What's the point in killing
What can never die?
I'll stammer I'll sweat
I'm confessing my sins
And I'll ask for your help
Where do I begin?
It's been over an hour
Will you let me in?
Now I'm sleeping in my car
To escape the thoughts and memories
The smell of you in my bedsheets
Makes me sick
Now we're both talking in code
Semi-slow dancing around the issue
Beating around the burning bush 
That we called "in love"
From the deep end of the pool
Where my feet are barely touching
Where you and I meant more than nothing
We said goodbye
I suppose
That I should come clean
I’m a liar I’m your everything
That you don’t need
And I can see it on your face 
Right before I leave
But I don’t wanna leave
I'll spit out some lines
To get me through the door
And your only reply
Is that we've been here before
What's the point in killing
What can never die?
I'll stammer I'll sweat
I'm confessing my sins
And I'll ask for your help
Where do I begin?
It's been over an hour
Will you let me in?
And I've never felt so alive
Since you made me your pastime
And I've never felt so alive
Since you made me your pastime 
And I've never felt so alive
Since you made me your pastime 
And I've never felt so alive
Since you made me your pastime 
You said you hate when I smoke cigarettes
You prefer when I get high
So you can touch me
And I can touch your inner thigh
But that’s not who I am these days
I’m not ashamed
Just disappointed
That you and I compromised on nothing
Except for who we longed to be