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Dream I Had

by Quinn Cicala

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davekillcountysmith I can’t decide whether it’s the sound or the songs that makes Quinn Cicala so staggeringly good. Country and emo should not fit together, but Cicala operates in territory that sits somewhere between Americana and mid-west emo. And the sound is just so right. Favorite track: Home 2.
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engwongnevawrong This album masterfully combines folk punk and low fi emo. There isn't a non-banger on this whole thing. Favorite track: In a Diner in Poughkeepsie.
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1.
I'm afraid that I will one day yell too loud and I will blow my voice out and I will bleed out of my mouth and I won't ever talk again, I won't ever laugh again, and I won't ever sing again to a lover, friend, or crowd But I try not to think about things like that because I wanna be happy, I wanna be the smartest person in the room, and I want everyone to notice when I am present I wanna be laughing at a joke that Jimmy said in a diner in Poughkeepsie and I am surrounded by all my friends I know that it must be hard for you to handle when she is drunk and you're alone and you just wanna go home just know that you are strong, stronger than me, stronger than I could ever be in this life but I try not to think about things like that because I'm gonna be happy, I'm gonna be the brightest person in the room, and everyone will notice when I am absent I'm gonna be laughing at a joke that my best friend said in a restaurant far away from here surrounded by all my friends but just know that you got my attention and I can only hope that I hold your attention
2.
Dreams 03:57
Last Friday night I was holding onto every piece of knowledge that I've acquired over the past year and a half I was making up every detail about a really shitty summer to convince myself that it was really wasn't that bad I think that we forget ourselves and all of the good things like breakfast foods and being able to breathe Well I never cared much anyway for alcohol or substances that make it so much harder to breathe She said as she was leaving through the back door that doesn't close and as I took a closer look I was in a dream I awoke so suddenly as I saw everything that had happened had not happened, it was all in my sleep And as I got up to make a mental note about what I could never forget I forgot it just going through out my day And now I guess I'll never know the look on her face or whatever it was she was trying to say I guess I'll never know what she would say The years pass by so quick and I am scared that I will one day wake up an old man But I am bright and I will hopefully live my life the way that any person would understand but this dream I had was so intense that I lived a lifetime within my own mind but then my dream died and then my mind died and then she died and then I died
3.
Home 2 03:45
Last night was an awakening for me I was stuck in my own dream spelling out the words that had me running out to the sea and screaming your name at the top of my lungs And you think that I'd apologize for something that was my fault I've always had a thing for green eyes no matter what they say you're in disguise, you're full of shit, and I'm a hypocrite tryna find my way home And mom's cooking dinner so I won't be home alone I wanna travel, I wanna see, I wanna be there for everything, and I want a girlfriend who cares about me and supports me I want a crowd full of people who know my name and know every line I wanna quit my job, I wanna prove everyone wrong, I wanna write more songs and I want them all to be raw I want my dog to be young again while I grow old but most of all I said I want you to go home And the door's wide open you can come in if you want, there's no one in here but me but we're not making love ' Collect your things and say you hate me while I say that you look pretty And everyone that thinks I'm genuine has something quite in store for them I'm in it for myself and you of all people know that but I'm sorry And I want you to go back home
4.
Country 01:51
I wanna move to the country I'll settle down and I'll never leave and I'll take this restless soul right into the ground And when I run out of money and when my teeth are no longer clean at least I'll be able to reflect on all of my memories Like the time we moved to the country We thought it was so pretty and after the show in the next city and we'd just turn around and go back We'd never run out of money, we'd sell tomatoes to the local market And we'd never get bored because there were always chores to do I wanna move to the country, I'll settle down never leave I don't wanna move to the city, they'll have to kill me
5.
I hate rainy weather but I love these days I'm so happy, I don't wanna go home And if it was up to me I'd probably make it a cycle where I'm always on the road I can't read a single thing that I write when I get so excited I'll probably make the best decision of my life when I'm older and out of time yeah but it's alright You're probably watching a movie at your house, at my house I feel really bad that I don't miss you because I know you're missing me Maybe I'm selfish or maybe the shoe fits and I'm right about everything But either way I'm in North Carolina mom at least for the time being And I hope it doesn't flood till you're under the water just know that I won't be seeing you today or any other day
6.
August 2015 02:48
Five hours of sleep and I'm still waiting for the caffeine to catch up to me I feel a disease coming onto me like a side effect, it's called apathy I'm taking my last breath, I've died a long time ago, I'm already dead And I'm doing everything that I can to not end up in The Office I'm crossing my fingers like they were stuck I'm making out but it's not enough It's not the half of it and I can't seem to cling to That I'm on a path that I don't really mean to be on, to be on I'm afraid that I've already experienced the greatest moment of my life, like I've already peaked And every map that I read is just a waste of my time, it's all places that I'll never see 'Cause I'll never go anywhere but my work and home And it'll lead up to nothing until I die alone I'm gonna wallow in self pity and write songs about self-destruction And I will be the one who tells you when I've had enough and I've had enough I've had enough of being let down by the people who were supposed to turn me around I thought you were one of them I thought when we'd talk it wasn't passive aggressive conversation About the time we drove through the hardest rain And I thought that I would go insane Because I couldn't see what was in front of me And you told me this is no way to live your life And I shrugged as if I agreed but I know that I'll never agree I'll never agree
7.
A man walks into a crowded room and he sits right next to me And everyone is talking loud as far as I can see and I don't engage because I figure there's no other open seats And I'm just drinking coffee and I'm reading on my phone and as far as I can tell I feel comfortable at home in my hometown This guy might be an out of towner And he's looking at me until I look back at him And he says "I've seen four years of combat my son, I would know of everything they don't want to show; it's the government, I'm into it, and I can see as far as the eye can see" And I look and I tell him he is crazy, I say "get out of my face and let me drink my coffee in peace I wouldn't bother you if you hadn't sat next to me" And he gets up and he walks out of the front door next to the children smoking cigarettes on the sidewalk where the pavement ends and he screams He screams "Lord I'm gonna die some day, one day this body of mine will stop moving and Lord I'm gonna cry some day when I see a child of mine that is breathing and Lord I'm gonna lie some day when everyone in my life asks me if I'm okay" And needless to say I never saw him again I wonder whatever happened to him I think when it gets cold out and the nights are long and the summer breeze is dead and gone and everyone has their share of stupid problems and all of the fights are won I think that's when people grow again and it's also when people die well I'm not the dying type and I know this because I think I've already died twice once in my mother's grave and my brother's too Well how much fucking dying can you do? I was the patron, I was the saint, I am the man who screams at the top of his lungs until he faints and now I am driving around From Miami to Portland, I will be on the run and while the night is young, I suppose I will never see the sun or the faces of people I love or the man who haunts my dreams It seems I'll never make it out in one piece
8.
Sleep 02:10
I fell asleep on my side of the bed and with dreams in my head I lay still And you stayed awake, though you tried you couldn't rest, thoughts were there but unfed with time to kill And I can't complain because I know all my ways, I am an eight track that's facing towards the end of it And they will know my name, they will hear what I say, and without you in my day I will take it And in the morning I will equate my absentee with everything that I know you would never want me to think but my dream will die and then I'll die and then you'll die and then this bed will die at the expense of everything

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recorded sporadically from January 2016 to September 2016

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released February 10, 2017

all songs written by Quinn Cicala
additional composing by James Uzzel, Greg Dudley, and Matt Tuton
recorded and produced by Matt Tuton at Right or Wrong Recordings
mastered by Eric Rickert at Ocean Industries


~~COMPOSERS~~
Quinn Cicala ~~ vocals, guitar on 1 thru 8
Greg Dudley ~~ bass on 1 thru 7
James Uzzel ~~ drums, percussion on 1 thru 7
Kyle Brewster ~~ lead guitar on 1 thru 7
Matt Tuton ~~ additional guitar, keys on 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7
Cody Browne ~~ trumpet on 2, 4, 5, 6
Fisher Wilson ~~ banjo on 5, 7

album artwork by Caitey Ronan


thank you Matt Tuton for your endearing support and patience
thank you to our family and friends for your help and love
thank you to the venues who have given us a platform to grow
thank you to any person or band that has given us a space to sleep
thank you to anyone who has given us food or money in support of us
thank you to anyone reading this; I love you

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