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Some Nerve

by Broken Beak

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Matches 04:03
I have yet to find the place to forge past all your boring ways This house, though it was full of hate, it held what I held close to me And some would say that I was frustrated That I struck match for harm So I shall flee before they find me piercing through your heart It’s hard to get back where you are But I need it That hound just tried to kill me Momma wipes the blood from her mouth and says I just watched her leave and swell out of frame to brighten the scene Then burns through where she fell Well the forest will fade as you aim to cease fire You’re drifting down the lake toward the back of my mind Best to keep this written Helps to keep me in line Sure the pain will need me But the pain is not mine The pain is not mine
Cut Out 01:11
Seems like nothing is ever really what it seems I’m a man, I’m a boy Why bother with what my mirror sees When the girls in this city are much prettier than me So I’ll pass the time and cut out both of my eyes You’re right they look nice but yours are better than mine So when I fall away and ditch the scene remember me Please remember that I said I was going away and didn’t mean a thing My judgment and deliverance won’t go away
Humble 01:22
Hone in on my chest’s rotten components Falter and retrace The lines were born into a burdened spore Hidden under the covers hoping some time would pass Fear for your life because they’re coming for your breath He fell out and was surrounded by distorted mumbling Then you come dismiss them This sure is humbling
Stable 02:32
Shadows staring at me Hissing and calling me ugly Wet their lips, smear em off to the edge Paint em red Feels just like a disease I’m pouring over the Bumbi Breaking bottles over their heads Paint 'em red I don’t want to compromise but I do And everybody knows that I am fixed to you Crawl back behind those eyes I will take hold when things are too wild Try to contort your mind Let me in your stable I am the devil
Saint 02:28
Stubborn men come stumbling in They hear the faint hum of saint summons Well who am I to blur so bright Now the day is done but they keep coming Is this bliss Am I full of doubt Envy is vivid I am figured out I am endless to wherever my fist fit To feel some safe harm in your benefit You should know why I keep quiet If I keep on then you’ll keep wondering Is this bliss Am I full of doubt Torture is vivid I am figured out Some pain is mine for a little bit Some pain is fine
Glass Honey 02:14
The record always kept track White paper turns black Some sort of cancer keeps coming back I can’t take my eyes off of it Or the low light that it makes You low life don’t you break the glass Honey, the scowl seems cool if I ever ask for money No lending hand No hanging cross over my head when I’m sleeping I am a beggar and you are a maid in the house That I broke into the moment that they went out of town To bury their long-gone son in the garden
Metal 03:58
Panic through the perils of time Cower to dismiss cognitive submissions of my scathing It is simply not all that I can be Calming through the mercy of time Practice to forget I am warming to the solace I am okay Though at times I want to be something metal Now don't go changing your mind It is too cluttered to fit the venom That you wish to store in the mess of wires To sudden to sullen these found components That you have used to build up my new structure Now I demand you end this I am on my way to become a machine I will rust I can feel your face masking over me I can't help but let it happen I am ashamed I am the same I am afraid that I am to blame Put the drugs on the table Lick them up Make it shine When I am on I am able Baby I am bad and I don't mind
Echo 02:52
I never really cure myself Let me be a junkie swimming in a coma Mulling this thing over This I never thought of Plugging into manic terrors to my mother Now they are coming for me from every angle Leave and then they come again Pull me in to spill me Sigh and then go Where did you even say we would land Nothing is ever sane inside the echo I guess everyone is outside I am ailing in my urge to find you my dear Belly up becomes you Now you cannot hear me coming through Nothing ever comes to you
Deliver 01:31
Did I see you in the dry paint Did I hear you echo down halls Did I feel you in that low haze Did the needle break when it plunged Can I hang you in this weak frame Can I bask in this stolen art Singing heavenly to the ceiling Deliver me to the stars There are so few keepsakes So fewer that worth all Of the calamities that we create In hopes that they become ours I will leave no memory I’ll have no fury wrought If they can find a place to hide me But the marble is bleeding
Venom Room 02:15
Make room for your friends and my friends Unpack your things and pack your things back up again Let the venom loose so I can cruise through you If I lose Do you lose The hallway has been shaking like it’s breathing I am able but barely hear them speak In the other room of my impending bloom that is so soon If I lose Do you lose


Broken Beak's earliest material was an apartment. What was once the solo project of Philadelphia artist Beau Brynes contrasted complex, character-driven storytelling with intimate acoustic backdrops. Neither element took up much room, but for one person, the goods occupied enough space to justify an expansion.

With that said, "Some Nerve" is Brynes' long-deserved house, with new roommates to meet and plenty of square footage to explore. Drummer Jeff Malt and bassist Evan Moorehead fill out tracks with a rhythm section capable of being both sturdy and sinister, while Brynes and Brendan Lukens' intersecting guitar lines tangle atop it all. Overseeing this close-knit unit is long-time Broken Beak producer Jacob Ewald (Modern Baseball) who makes sense of this raw, full-bodied sound with a guiding hand. What results is a freshly built, but strong foundation. Brynes' lyrical portraits, while retaining their darkness and surreal narratives, are boosted by an electric upgrade that is neither too fiery nor too forced. On "Some Nerve," a family has been formed, with a returning relative in Ewald, but exciting new members to give Brynes' journey -- once traveled alone -- a new context and charged voice.


released July 1, 2016

Engineered and mixed by Jacob Ewald
Produced by Jacob Ewald & Broken Beak at The Metal Shop, Philadelphia, PA
Mastered by Ian Farmer

Auxillary performance on track 7 by Jacob Ewald
Cello on track 8 by Julia Peters
Organ on track 10 by Jacob Ewald


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