And all eyes on the pavement, I’m not gonna touch ya don’t worry so much about it. Well time is money and money is no man’s friend. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-meaning they don’t mean a thing, unless we see some change. “Don’t jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your youth, I’d give anything to have skin like you!" He said, “All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!”. All the people look like ants from up here, and the wind’s the only traffic you can hear” I come up here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I’m playing Sim City. He said, “I think you’re projecting, the way that you’re feeling, I’m not suicidal just idling insignificantly. The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers touch on the rooftop button… “Don’t jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your youth, I’d give anything to have skin like you!” She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, he’s well used to that look by now. Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts. Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton. Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin. He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side. Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that’s not been filled in. ![]() Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans.” He screams “I’m not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand. ![]() Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.īreakfast on the run again, he’s well aware he’s dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.įeeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters. Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick head of hair worries he’s going bald. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you i’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too. i gotta go but i hope we can keep in touch i like very much being here with you but you see, all this small talk is killin’ me do you have any siblings? you got a sister yeh she’s a detective, well i bet she’s got some good stories. I’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh. can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you what’d you think of the ultimate ending? i fast forward, get busy pretending that i’ve seen everything. The self-titled effort arrived in 2017, almost a decade after the band's inception.Do you have any siblings? i got a brother, Blake, he’s four years older than me (n i guess he always will be) yeah he’s clever and he’s got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley) aw but wait, now that they’re engaged soooooo i hope they have kids so i can be a cool aunty One of their most notable tracks was a 2015 reworking of REO Speedwagon's power ballad hit "Keep on Loving You." Following a swell of attention online, work was begun on a full-length debut. Output from the collective appeared mostly in the form of singles, EPs, and immensely popular YouTube clips. After relocating to Brooklyn, Gonzalez continued work on the band, enlisting the help of a loose cast of collaborators including Phillip Tubbs, Randy Miller, Jacob Tomsky, Steve Herrada, Emily Davis, and Greg Leeah. These dreamy songs would make up the first Cigarettes After Sex EP, I., which would see release in 2012. While living in El Paso, Texas, Gonzalez was experimenting with capturing the spacious sounds of recording songs in a four-story stairwell at the University of Texas. ![]() While living in El Paso, Texas, Gonzalez was experimenting with capturing the spacious sounds ofĪmbient pop collective Cigarettes After Sex were formed almost accidentally in 2008 by songwriter and bandleader Greg Gonzalez. Ambient pop collective Cigarettes After Sex were formed almost accidentally in 2008 by songwriter and bandleader Greg Gonzalez.
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