Basement // Pine
been a while since a made one of these plus i’m happy basement are back so yeah
Just a quick song I recorded today, there’s like no drums because I don’t have a drum kit or a MIDI keyboard but ye
i only have a few followers but all of you should totally listen to this, because my dear friend adam made it and it’s da fucking bomb
adam.. it’s still near impossible to reblog from your blog
I remember the day me and Jake wrote Holly’s House. It was not long after we had actually been to the party that we wrote the song about.
We were both to tired to do anything that day. Usually all our songs were made by one of us saying “Play something cool” and then we did. This time I was lying on the floor with his guitar in my arms and we decided that after a long day of doing fuck all we had to get something done, so we decided to write a new song. So I played a random chord and said “This is going to be the first chord! You play the next one.” He did, and then I played the third one and that way we’d come up with the simplest, most annyoing, catchiest and shittiest riff I’ve ever come across. In other words, excactly what you want when your playing in a fucked up teenage duo.
When we wrote the actual song, we just wrote one line each that we wanted and passed the sheet on to eachother. That method of writing was really effective and superfun, so we actually used the same method for Babies & Slaughter.
Anyhow, with lyrics such as “Chopping out ket on Tom Jones’ face! Cutting it in for a distorted haze”, we knew we were heading for another one of our classic masterpieces.
For the most part I’ve tried to avoid using the term exchange student too much, because after my experience most of them are so far up their own asshole they can’t even see straight. I’ve just been seeing myself as a normal english bloke the last year. However, this time I will actually use the term exchange student, because it’s just more suitable.
I’ve always wanted to be an exchange student, because I wanted to leave my country for a year, meet new people and see a new place. I really couldn’t been happier about the place I’ve been the last 10 months.
The people I’ve met have been so important to me and I’m so grateful to have met them all.
…Motherfucker, this is turning out really fucking stock.
It’s really fucking hard to express how shit it is to leave all of you.
Of course, most exchange students meet people who make their time abroad easier and more bearable, but for me it’s been quite different.
The group I got to meet is something else.
Never have I been more thoroughly included in a group of friends to this extent. With a group of friends so defined I really couldn’t see myself being so much included as I have been.
For most exchange students it’s pretty normal to find a lot they can hang out with and not sit home every friday night for a year. But for me it was a bit more than that. I got really close to my friends. Like, really close.
I think I got started to get really close right about November and since then we’ve all been inseparable. I really feel like I’ve been a part of your group of friends which have been really cool, because you’re all really great and let’s face it, I could’ve been stuck with Mitch and Stinger still…
Never in my life have I met a group of people that takes better care of their friends than you guys. You are an absolute pleasure to be around and I’m so eternally grateful that I got to spend this year with such a lovely group of people.
My days after coming back have been super busy, so I’m super happy for that. It makes it easier to deal with the fact that I just left some of the best friends I’ve ever had and an amazing girl.
There is no doubt, I will come to see you again. Someone asked me earlier today if I’d ever go back to Bristol and I told them that it would just be stupid not to. I left too many great people and you will be hearing more from me. I promise.
I was talking to my parents in the car home from the airport and they said that we have more than enough space for the whole lot and they’d be happy to drive to the airport to pick you up and send you off.
This really seems like a kind of ‘last goodbye’, or ‘a eulogy of our friendship’ and it really isn’t. It’s more a message of gratitude to an amazing group of people, for making my time abroad even more amazing.
We have so many great memories together it’s insane, like when we went to Holly’s party, all of Jack’s gatherings, fucking up my hair at Ellen’s, staying up all night at Caitlin’s (that one might be my fault) etc.
There are so many I can go on for ages, but I still feel like the memories I appreciate the most is the times when we didn’t do anything. Just sat around, skating, doing whatever. I think that’s how I know we all fitted together so perfectly, because we didn’t need to do anything, we could just appreciate being in each others company, I know that’s what I did.
(this is a picture of me and jake)
I’m not sure how much I’ll tweet from now on if you’d want to keep track of what I’m doing and stuff, but I might just start using this blog more personally, because you guys would be the only people I’d tweet for. I don’t know, we’ll see what happens I guess…
Sorry this came so late, I saw your what you guys posted and it was a lot of feels and I felt that I couldn’t just brush this off as a quick one.
I love you
(me looking metaphorically into the future (and seeing you guys))
a text post is coming, it just takes time