Lousy Weather

by Otto Mann

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It’s time for you to finally strike out on your own and leave your parents’ house. Or, you’re older now and remembering back to the days of your first apartment. Let this album serve as a soundtrack to that reflection or as a guide on all the things to come. Take it either as a road-map to, or warm reminder of, days of cockroaches, space heaters, blown fuses and noisy neighbors partying till 4am. People say ‘everything gets better in time’ and ‘one day you’re going to look back and laugh.’ This album falls somewhere in between those statements and the songs sometimes step outside of them, because nothing ever goes according to plan. Let this album remind you of that and help you through it.

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released September 10, 2016

All music written by Otto Mann
Dan Tinkler
Eddy Rodriguez
Nic Campa
Vincent Abbate

Recorded and mixed by Daniel Tinkler at Atlas Studios in Chicago, IL
Mastered by Collin Jordan at Boiler Room Mastering in Chicago, IL
Album art and layout by Nicholas Campa (niccampa.com)

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Otto Mann Chicago, Illinois

Vince - Vocals
Nic - Guitar
Tinkey - Drums
Samuel - Bass

What started as two acquaintances just coming together to play a house show, quickly turned into four dudes making music in a crowded dank basement in Chicago. Otto Mann is honest, open hearted, quick to temper and occasionally belligerently gushy. We write music for the kids we used to be and the idiots we've now become. ... more

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Track Name: A Water Balloon Named Scabies
I think its morning
or maybe,
its just the street light,
either way,
I'm immobile,
I'm cold and sunken.
And of course I'm fucking thinking of you.

We've got the problem of living in fantasy
instead of enjoying the world
that's around you and me.
Look on and on and on before its too late.
Look on and on and don't miss a thing.

Can we take it back?
What matters is what you give.
Retrace our steps.
And not what you do or have.
Can we take it back,
And go down the right path?
Can we take it back?

I don't want shit that I don't need
a change in perspective has always worked for me
people give up in places that i refuse to fail
I'm not an activist but we're all human beings
lets step out of ourselves and take it back

What matters is what you give.
Retrace our steps.
And not what you do or have.
Can we take it back,
And go down the right path?
Can we take it back?

I think its morning
or maybe,
its just the street light,
either way,
I'm immobile,
I'm cold and sunken.
And of course I'm fucking thinking of you.
Track Name: Song for Brett Riffle
I rise and say that its time for me go to,
It's hard because the comfort of these moments
is all I've really ever known.
There's a list of excuses I check off mentally.
But I cant here the words as they leave my lips
soundless.

Its such a contradiction
saying no when yes is what you're thinking.
Instead of discussing the hard things
we choose silence instead.
And the thoughts that press on my heart are heavy
its a hollow feeling that pretty soon,
Ill be a stranger.

Everything that's changing just needs to stay the same
and everything that wont change just needs to, or get the fuck out of the way.

Do you remember?
Look at the faces, the faces
You thought you knew.

Everything that's changing just needs to stay the same
and everything that wont change just needs to, or get the fuck out of the way.
Track Name: Sofa-King
You've got a burning megaphone to your mouth
but your only talking out your ass about
propaganda about your brothers and sisters,
phrases that'll tear us down.
Whipping a weaponless foe
but no one here is against you.
Let this be our weapon to hold,
Songs be our weapons to hold.

We're all still swimming in the waters
of our identities,
May have found the lake but we're
still exploring whats in the depths beneath.
Some of us on the surface
are drowning others down below.
And some of the sinkers,
are dragging us all down.

It doesn't matter if you were born, and grew into it.
It doesn't matter if you were born and grew out of it.
Track Name: Bury My Shell at Wounded Knee
Tiny murders collecting in my brain.
Worry leaves like a storm drain are flooding out of me.
I imagine you were scared when the devil took you by the hand
and I bet you couldn't count the stars up in the sky.

I knew you my brother, before they handed you a name,
In the vivid flowing medium of sleep,
you were howling out moonlight
howling over the streets
chasing down the drainpipes
and barking up trees.

Well here I sit, here I lay,
forever in a dream.

We faced our fears on The Ring of Fire at the Frontier Days fest
but broke out minds, dwelling, while we laid our friends to rest.
I image you were scared when the devil took you by the hand
and I bet you couldn't count the stars up in the sky.

You were howling out moonlight
howling over the streets
chasing down the drainpipes
and barking up trees.

Well here I sit, here I lay,
forever in a dream.
Track Name: Crispin Glover Look-a-like
My palms are callused
my knuckles are more cuts than skin,
I feel I'm turning into dust.
Sweep me up and burn me with the leaves of Fall.
Am I your mirage?
Or are you my demon after all?

Too much multi tasking
these spinning plates will crash and fall,
spreading shards along my path
down this already too dark hall.
Suddenly you made a promise to yourself
you know that you cant keep at all.

Waste away all my time
and everything's killing me.
If you never try than you wont fail.
Track Name: Ghouls
There's something about tomorrow I loved when I was 19.
Now there's something about yesterday i cant shake off of me.
What do you have left to break when all you do is fall?
There's a part of me that wants to say,
"It doesn't matter anyway."

There's a rattle in the basement,
The TV's on but no one home,
There's a knockin' on the front door
But the mail box is no more full.
It feels like there's something that I forgot to do,
batten down the hatches...

There's something about next year that's so impossible
I didn't think this year, I would even make it through.
What do you have left to break when all you do is fall?
There's a part of me that wants to say,
"It doesn't matter anyway"

There's a rattle in the basement,
The TV's on but no one home,
There's a knockin' on the front door
But the mail box is no more full.
It feels like there's something that I forgot to do,
batten down the hatches,
I think a storm is coming soon.
Track Name: No Bummers
Giving the searchlights a minute or two
to hesitate,
stayin' lost for a little while.
Making some time for contemplation,
breathing in the shadow of a shadow.
Stitch up my cuts and get back in again.

I speak quietest when I'm with you.
But I'm the loudest when I'm alone.

I've tried to keep in good company.
But you're not better until
you're comfortable alone.
Stop saying no, but thinking yes,
I've got to get out of my own head.
I've got to listen my friends.

I speak quietest when I'm with you.
But I'm the loudest when I'm alone.
If all you can see is a fucking pit,
you gotta believe, you gotta believe...

(I never said that I'm sorry, but I know,
that I'll leave and when I come back,
I wont remember anything at all.)

Jealous and fucking, loving or fighting,
we're struggling, we're living,
we're barely surviving.
We've done it all, and we done none of it.
If all you can see is a fucking pit,
you gotta believe,you gotta believe,
that this lousy weather...
That it will quit.
Track Name: Lousy Weather
I'm not loosing sleep,
Cause its not something I have.
Tangled up in shit
I just don't understand.
I'm a wreck and I'm green.
And this is all news to me.
Did anybody catch the plates on what
Just ran over me?

Doubt is in my blood
And its got me running cold.
The heavy press on me
from things both new and old.
I thought i got some good advice
but you cant trust footnotes.
You gotta go with what you know

I'm not loosing sleep
Cause I've already been defeated.
From week to week
the same old shit just keeps on repeating.
I've got to learn to live for myself
I've got to believe in.
Stop standing silent
and start fucking screaming.

It's like a picture of a picture
of a forgotten memory.
I cant recall which parts are made up
only that they don't work for me.
You've felt it.
You know that it doesn't fit for us.
You've felt it.
You know the weight.
Track Name: Illumination
Lets keep this short and simple
and straight to the point,
the days they graze by me,
bullets barely making and impact.
If loosing touch is just part of life,
than I need to find someway else to spend my time.

Goodbye, adios, godspeed and good luck.
Been drinking on the job and I don't give a fuck.
Cause I'm leaving now,
wont let the door hit me on the way out.

I'm searching for an answer.
Or a tool to fix this situation.
Just searching for, Illumination.

I figured out I'm not fool proof
since I fell in love with you.
Feeling sick, feeling tired,
sick and tired of being used
and things that make me feel incomplete.
Whats the difference in the end?
You're not listening.

Goodbye, adios, godspeed and good luck.
Been drinking on the job and I don't give a fuck.
Cause I'm leaving now,
wont let the door hit me on the way out.

There's no going back
(I used to say)
Cause I'm set in my way.
Track Name: Bottom Shelf
There's a villain with a crutch
that's living inside my gut,
and I cant hide the demons
because I'm walking here beside them.
There's no skeletons in my closet
because they're hanging out here with me and you.

It's why I get nervous
when and unknown number calls my phone.
And somehow checking the mail
seems like bad news en-route.
Don't bother making any plans
because I wont see you,
This is who I am.
It's just something I need to work through

Just leave me alone
I don't wanna go.
I waste away in February,
and every thing has never looked so pretty.

Just leave me alone
I don't wanna go.
Our lives are, in a nutshell
a judgement and impression.