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Weekends

by Free Parking!

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roxyzilla
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roxyzilla For me, I love the way the lyrics accompany the sound. The sort of juxtaposition of lyrics about mental health and loneliness with the typically upbeat instrumentals, some harsher than others. Favorite track: Christmas Alone.
amelia
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amelia Weekends, as an album, is an experience, it's personal, dark, realistic. It manages to not just be my favorite thing Free Parking! has done but one of my favorite albums to ever exist. Favorite track: Christmas Alone.
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itskatalyst Yet another absolute banger of an album. I'm glad these exist. Thank you, Free Parking. Favorite track: You Are The Weekends.
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1.
Germany 02:00
((I was beside my)) Self With a knife, in Brooklyn - friends were gone Cuz who gives a shit about Free Parking! songs? I'm ready to end it And more than just seven beers strong It was a bender that broke this young man So I reached out to the nearest young hand It had an accent - those eyes! - and it hailed from Deutschland Can anyone hear me? Is anyone listening? Or is it Germany? Germany So what if our drums are now made by machine? And what if we're no longer hip to the scene? We're just three-to-five guys, like a phoenix we'll rise And cut a CD for you all to despise Hey buddy? Fuck you. It's my life and my movies My songs And Germany Germany "Mais qu'est-ce que tu fais?" At the end of the day Hey, I speak more than English now Cuz I woke in Brooklyn hungover and bleeding and proud.
2.
K thru 12 I'm under your spell I yearn for things that at the time I could give a shit about So when I'm back home My thoughts tend to roam To people and places and things that I could obviously live without But where is my crew? Hey, are you flying back for Thanksgiving, too? Maybe we could catch up and go out? But our houses look the same So let's go hit the bars tonight! There is nobody in this place That wasn't in my high school Drowning inside their memories And a lack of shit to do There's a million ways that you can waste your precious time If your hometown gets its claws in you, you'll die And you won't even have to try So what's a guy supposed to do?! You know that degree that cost you most of your parent's savings? It never lead to a job -- the economy is shot Why don't you try to have a wife and some kids and a house with what I've got? And there's no way to vent The smarter kids, they packed up and went Moved out of the motherfucking state But yeah there are good things: Two-for-ones and wings And just cuz she's pregnant, It doesn't mean she isn't down for Drinking on the lawn And lighting up the town tonight! There is nobody in this place That wasn't in my high school Fortified by their deepest fears And a pint of micro-brew There's a million ways that you can waste your precious time If your hometown gets its claws in you, you'll die And you won't even have to try
3.
Delores 02:03
Oh, Delores: can't you feel me suffer? I can see myself inside of your gaze My fingers turn to cinders whenever You look my way On the poolside, we met on your verdana A painted angel who had fallen from grace Later in the evening you enchant me Below the waist And I can feel your presence in a million ways Your breath upon my neck will drive me into a craze Must I deal with torment till the end of my days? I'm lost inside the forest Trapped in a dolorous Haze Lo-lee-lo-li-ta, breathe and take me higher A single syllable will set me ablaze Sit upon my lap so I can feel your warmth kiss my face Whoa! It's getting harder and harder Because my heart is pounding and it will not abate I tried to stay platonic but I just can't wait I swear that I will love you in a million ways Beautiful and lawless Become my Delores Haze
4.
The Quiet 03:18
Well, I don't have much to say I hope that is okay Cuz it's hard to articulate When there's a riot sounding off inside my brain When it's cold I shoot people to save face Cuz I know I am good at inflicting pain But spend one day inside my head And lesser men would end up dead They'd call out for their moms and deities And say "Could you keep it quiet for today?" It never really goes away When a car backfires I'm in another place Shaking hands, mugs of coffee, rainy days Afghanistan, tiny pieces, broken plate They'll spend one day inside my head And probably they'll end up dead They'll call out for their dog and clarity And they'll say "Could you keep it quiet for today?" One in five I got this medal/mettle/metal and I didn't even try Well I don't have much to say You wouldn't get it anyway Oh, unless you spend one day inside my head And I bet that you'll end up dead You'll call out for your wife and family And say "C-c-could you keep it quiet for today?"
5.
With a gunshot I escape from Friday The nights are shortest in the summer To the dismay of everyone And I'll put on the clothes I bought last Sunday Someone's playing downtown And the bachelors will all be there Where no one knows my name And if you wanna fight I'll be here every night And even motherfucking Williamsburg is lit up like The Bay of Pigs tonight So try me, hide me, buy me Another shot tonight Well, C. Marie you know you are the weekends But when I'm out with Steve and Ian Hoban Holding I am hoping for a Warm bar seat and a friendly Australian I'm nobody at work, but when there's a Guinness in my hand Don't you know I'm gonna fight? And I can see it in your eyes That you probably have a family and wife And in another life We could share a cab and you could spend the night It's what I'd expect from you I'd expect nothing less from you
6.
(no) Light 02:32
In the porch light I wondered is this place where I'm meant to be Nothing better than staring Oh they can hear, but what's that without thought? Oh they can hear, but what's that without thought? The light shone from the TV screen He said "You're just an average kid" But I knew the light was more than that And I thought "When did you prove to me That ambition isn't worth it?" Just wait and see The metal shield gave me ambition And its shell gave the light a new name The hatred and sorrow and pressure lost its weight As the light released and he just looked up at my face I knew there was nothing left to say - it's over and done with The fight it was won with Nothing left but a soul, some sparks and smoke And no regrets left in me The light shone from the TV screen He said "You're just an average kid" But I knew the light was more than that And I thought "When did you prove to me That ambition isn't worth it?" Just wait and see
7.
How do you make friends when you're out of college When empty rooms are now your status quo? You can smash and grab like DB Cooper DB Cooper, Jimmy, Al Capone And you can watch old movies on your Xbox And you can text your parents when they're home But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone I think I'll die alone You can drink Sapporo till you're shitfaced You can drunk-text exes on and on Don't worry guys, I'm sure it's just a rough patch A rough patch that might last until I'm gone And I can watch Jeff Winger on my TV (yes you've tried it) And I've applied to jobs, yes, every one (no one's hiring) But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone I think I'll die alone And you can go and wander down on Sunset None of it will help you find a home But I don't want my girlfriend's friends to call my phone I think I'll die alone I think I'll die alone.
8.
City lights all look the same From an airplane or the street And our voices rise and rise What's one man mean to you? He falls between the gears He dies! He dies I'll hold on to my soul, beneath the neon glow Of every concrete ziggurat and flashing street sign Oh! It feels like it's a crime! I shouldn't be alive And I'll climb into the arms of your unlimited blade works Knowing they're a lie And I will keep that hold - near anywhere I go On any metro line With every door that opens I get more and more lost Within the congregation tours of my mind And then I look to you - nothing else matters Finally gain composure Next stop is ours But two hearts, they can beat Oh they can beat much faster In these dead city streets From Battery to Astor If you can, hold 'em clean For now and ever after Ascend here with me into the sky With every cloud that passes, "What's the point?" I think I'm losing my mind And then you look to me - with those eyes Let's keep looking forward This life is ours! Listen close, just to me I swear I'll be your savior With our young energy My handgun and your saber We can conquer the streets A monarchy to last Until these bridges burn we'll rise and rise What am I supposed to do when I feel so small inside? I'll hold on to my heart, beside graffiti art When I move from Grammercy to fuckin' Bedstuy Oh! It feels like such a crime! I shouldn't be alive And I will climb into the arms of your unlimited blade works Knowing they're a lie And I will keep that hold - near anywhere I go On any metro line So I can free my soul - near anywhere I go On any metro line
9.
Another slap to my face means it's Tuesday again I'll sleep upon the couch and wait for you to bend Lie awake and wait for an answer Your old man is faking his cancer But when we're in the dark, I still feel you move I've got a twenty in my pocket Let's go to Trader Joe's And spend it all on Stella Artois Slavoj Žižek is my idol Don't you know that I I can be mean, too? Where is the girl who was my friend? Compassion's not just a film you rent Out on the town and people are staring Maybe we are really just past caring But when I picture a future I still see you But those forbidden mornings When you would be my wife And just the sound of your laughter Would set my world alight Oh I've tried, oh I've tried To get you smiling again
10.
When we're older there's nowhere to hide Our bodies have grown up without our minds But deep inside (deep inside) they need that space And you must know (you must know) that's why you're in this place Fix me in those eyes of blue and grey Hold me in this room on rainy days And we can find (we can find) what we need to say Cuz I will cry (I will cry) unless you Dance with me in time To Frankie Cosmos in our minds I may be dumb, but Imogen I have words to say: Just stay
11.
(mouselike) 03:33
Help me, I've been busy Building a navy in my head That sinks when it hits water And, it pains to say it, Keeping a poster in my bed That couldn't dream of giving consent And I'm an awful friend, I know Guilty of accusations thrown Lonely inside another's house I should have been as quiet as a mouse Help me, I've been shitty Keeping these people in my head As if I even knew them Cuz who the fuck am I to come and try and Faust-up this whole vacation? Mephistopheles is missing his crown Posture like the Prodigal Son Battles over wars that have been won Just lonely inside another's house I should have been as quiet as a mouse And I know it God, I know it Jesse, I am sorry Leah, I am sorry Bandmates and loved ones: I am sorry I've become a monster, disgusting and repulsive But I've said my piece and will heed words from long ago: Cuz if I am a monster, and god knows that I am, You are my home And every monster deserves a home Every monster deserves a home
12.
A two-week notice For self-importance An only child on the run A loaded magnum Pressed to her temple But no one else can see the gun Christmas alone December air descends anon Nowhere to go All her friends are with the ones they love Charge electronics But no one's calling Oh, little girl, are you no fun? And she is tired The world's a liar!! How long can she live without a cigarette inside of her Lungs? Christmas alone December air descends anon Nowhere to go All her friends are with the ones they love Cuz I can see her Crying to herself to get to sleep Wishing mistletoe was in her future But oh, she's so alone No one thought of her tonight And oh! Christmas alone If the liquor store guy asks, she'll say that she's having the time of her life.

credits

released December 4, 2016

FREE PARKING! ALBUM 3 ::: WEEKENDS

This is a long time coming, and the culmination of more than a year of nights and weekends.

starring:
Jesse Nebling - guitars, drums, vocals, other random instrumentation
Brendan Steere - vocals, bass, acoustic guitars
Bogdan Niemoczynski - keyboards and piano

Collectively they are Free Parking!

with special guest stars
Free Hallas and Blake Russell - backup vocals on Christmas Alone.


all lyrics by Brendan Steere, with some notable exceptions:

A Million Ways and Unlimited Blade Works - Steere/Nebling
(no) Light - Jesse Nebling.

produced and mixed by Jesse Nebling

Recorded in Seattle WA, Philadelphia PA, Hollywood CA, Brodheadsville PA.

Additional bass and vocal recording done at the Edgeless Forest in Rancho Palos Verdes, CA.

Mastered at WerleyBird Studios in Effort, PA.

Cover photography by Feli Yang and Jesse Gouldsbury.


This album would not have been made possible without great magnanimity from our friends in Oblio. Please please PLEASE check out their stuff too over at: oblioband.bandcamp.com
They're great! They like Katawa Shoujo too! :D


There is truly no reason this album from what was originally a 2007 high-school cover band (recorded across the continental USA over a year with inconsistent technology) should even EXIST, much lest be good. Its very presence and consistency of quality is a testament to the hard work and toil of Jesse Nebling, above all others. And this is Brendan writing so I can say this: great job, Jesse. This one's yours buddy.

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Free Parking! is an alternative rock band, originally from Pennsylvania - now based in Seattle or LA or wherever.

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