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V. - The idea for Crown had been simmering in my head for a while, and Nic and I have had discussions about "being average" that were more like those jokes that friends make back and forth, the ones that end up being a little more honest than satirical. It ended up becoming a song about accepting your abilities, what you can and cant do with your talent and when you have to lean on your passion and instinct more than anything. I don't believe I'm some amazing musician or that my art or words are gonna change the world, I have no misconceptions about that shit. I'm also a late 20's white male born in the suburbs, so I also acknowledge I'm the privileged complaining 'Denny's Grand Slam' of human beings. But this song isn't complaining about that fact in some 'poor me' way, there are people facing far greater problems than any of the bullshit I can concoct for myself in my own brain. This song is just the desire to be really fucking great at something you love so much, but accepting that even after all your hard work, swet and effort, you may still be fucking mediocre at it, and that's totally cool. As long as you enjoy the hell out of doing it and it gives you some sort of completion in return. Make shitty art, make shitty music, try your best and as long as you love it and it helps you, don't listen to anyone else's bullshit opinion on what makes you happy.

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Now I'm tone deaf from one too many broken hearts
So I just scream out the words and hope the notes hit their marks.
All the right things, never even passed me by
I never saw them, they never saw me...
But I can guess why.

I am unpainted like a cheap pet store version of me
Porcelain, not marble, not even half of a pure breed.
I'm not looking for sympathy or empathy
I don't look to you to help find me,
I feel melancholic for who I used to be.

And that's something that I cant shake
That scares the shit out of me

I don't believe that I am nothing

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from Relatively Accomplished Dreams, released April 13, 2018
Nic Campa
Vince Abbate
Dan Tinkler
Samuel Broom

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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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