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released May 20, 2016

Coming May 20th, 2016 on Cuneiform Records

Bent Knee is:
Ben Levin - Guitar
Chris Baum - Violin
Courtney Swain - Vocals & Keyboards
Jessica Kion - Bass & Vocals
Gavin Wallace-Ailsworth - Drums
Vince Welch - Production & Sound Design

Say So
Written and performed by Bent Knee
Produced and mixed by Vince Welch
Engineered by Matt Beaudoin at Q Division Sound
Additional engineering by Chris McLaughlin and Vince Welch
Assistant engineering by Grace Reader, Griffin Bach, Jamie Rowe, Joel Edinberg, Matt Carlson, Michael Healy, and Steven Xia
Mastered by Randy Roos at Squam Sound
Recorded at Q Division Studios, The Record Company, and Converse Rubber Tracks Boston
Album art by Greg Bowen. Proofread by Mark Chapman
© 2016 Bent Knee
℗ 2016 Cuneiform Records

Additional performances by:
Andy Bergman (alto sax and clarinet), Ben Swartz (cello), Bryan Murphy (trumpet), Geni Skendo (flute & shakuhachi), Geoff Nielsen (trombone), James Dineen (voice acting), Keith Dickerhofe (cello), Nathan Cohen (violin), Sam Morrison (bari sax), and Rebecca Hallowell (viola)

Group vocals for "Counselor" and "The Things You Love":
Alessandra Cugno, Andrew Humphries, Anil Prasad, Celine Ferro, Clint Degan, Curtis Hartshorn, Geni Skendo, James Willetts, Jeri Schibelli, Jessie Vitale, Josh Golberg, Kelsey Devlin, Leilani Roser, Leo Fonseca, Mary Freedlund, Max Freedlund, Michael Vitale, Mike Razo, Miriam Olken, Peter Danilchuk, Rebecca Hallowell, Roland Rotsitaille, Ryan Jackson, Sam Swan, Stephen Humphries, Susan Putnins, Tim Doherty, Toni Schibelli, Tori Bedford

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Bent Knee Boston, Massachusetts

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Bent Knee is a genre-​defying art-rock collective from Boston. Fiercely innovative, the band bridges the gap between the experi​mental and the familiar, merging texture and style into music that’s moving, addictive, and unapol​ogetic​ally original. Combining immense depth and musicality with enthralling melody and grand arrang​ement, Bent Knee is high art for the masses. ... more

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Track Name: Black Tar Water
I made myself strong
By getting my skin numb
And loosening up the thumbs
By pumping out the black tar water

I made myself real
By ripping up magazines
And staving off disease
By pumping out the black tar water

I made my friends leave
With tightrope at their knees
And laughing when they sneeze
I’m throwing up the black tar water

I start to tell it wrong
While singing in a song
Where robbers held up guns
They’re shooting out the black tar water

Dripping off follicles
Seeping out my pores
Filling up my lungs
Oh my my

Dripping off follicles
Seeping out my pores
Filling up my lungs
Oh oh my my
My black tar water
My black tar water
Track Name: Counselor
I rub elbows with some bad boys
They take badgers with their tea
And I’m scared of my friends
When we wrestle they really hurt me

Shots on the block
I think not, I think not
I keep them close, they show their scars to me
I’m a punching bag and a therapist who works for free

Kiss me counselor you’re so sweet
When we talk I think you love me
I could tell you anything
It’s nice that someone’s thinking of me

Oh me, oh my, I’m feeling lonely
Wide open to anybody
Give me kisses or something squishy
Something softer than concrete

Kiss me counselor you’re so sweet
When we talk I think you love me
I could tell you anything
It’s nice that someone’s thinking

Street boy, flashlight, window, crowbar
Xbox, dog barks, gloves off, rip hard
Fake card, back home, tiptoe, good kid
While they don’t know, close mouth, don’t leave me alone

I rub elbows with some bad boys
They take badgers with their tea
And I’m scared of my friends
When we wrestle they really hurt me
Track Name: EVE
Every lawn is green
Every fence is white
You’re the only thing I see
When I close my eyes

I touch your gears, I see green lights
I taste your tears, they’re just like mine
I kiss your joints, I smell your skin
You hear my voice collapsing
Collapsing

I have a finished basement with a thick carpet
So my footsteps stay quiet as I tip down the stairs
At four in the morning while the kids are all sleeping
I’m busy assembling a secret worth keeping
From buckets of legos, a trunk full of gaff tape
Arms, legs, a mouth, it’s finally breathing
I kiss its right angles and crackling joints
You’re sweeter than Sophie, more caring than Lisa
Now back in your cupboard, the sun is soon rising

Must be driving my children to school
At upon each stoplight or choke point in traffic
I’m dreaming in daylight of last night and romance
I’m dreaming of love so hidden and novel
That’s blind to conditions beyond my control
Not rude nor suspicious, immune to diseases
A love that will last when I’m at last left alone, alone

Every lawn is green
Every fence is white
You’re the only thing I see
When I close my eyes

I touch your gears, I see green lights
I taste your tears, they’re just like mine
I kiss your joints, I smell your skin
You hear my voice collapsing
Collapsing
Track Name: The Things You Love
Because the things you love have no pulses, give no hugs
They sit inside of boxes
Getting buried and stepped on

Because the things you love have no pulses, give no hugs
You bring home more and more
To keep you company

Because the things you love have no pulses, give no hugs
We all learned shame
Like we had a crush on the teacher

Because the things you love have no pulses, give no hugs
I keep waving for your attention
But you just won’t look up

The kids show the creases in their foreheads
Your husband don’t know what to do
He drinks ‘til he can’t see you
We’re all scared we’re losing you

Because the things you love have no pulses, give no hugs...
Track Name: Nakami
When you were born I was already taller than your mother
She gave you your smiles and your curls

Wrapping your arms like I was your lover
When I tremble you cling to me tighter and tighter

Nakami, nakami
Only, only

When you could drive
Come home after sunrise with the windows fogged over
You’re wasting your time, dear

Whisper to me that you’re finally happy
Initials on every tree

Nakami, nakami
Only, only, only if you really

Ko no ki, Ko no mi ki no nakami

Only, only
Track Name: Commercial
HEY HEY
EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY
IS LURING ME IN CLOSER SO I’LL PAY
FOR THREE EASY PAYMENTS
I’LL GET MY FACE KICKED OFF MY HEAD RIGHT AWAY

THE HOTTEST DEALS ARE GNAWING
AT THE TAMPER-PROOF PACKAGING
BRIGHT COLORS PREACH THE GOSPEL
OF LIFE AS A BARBIE®

PHOTOSHOP ME
LYPOSUCK ME

TWO CLICKS AWAY FROM BANKRUPT
I’LL POP ALL THE PILLS TO KEEP IT UP
YOGA TOGA ALL THE M.I.L.F. GEAR
SHE’S CUTTING ME DEEP

LASER SURGERY
ENHANCEMENTRY

HEY HEY
EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY
IS LURING ME IN CLOSER SO I’LL PAY
FOR THREE EASY PAYMENTS
I’LL GET MY FACE KICKED OFF MY HEAD RIGHT AWAY
Track Name: Hands Up
I feel so possessive darling
Keep my toes close to you
With pointed finger I still
Count myself in sets of two

We’ll be so progressive darling
Solar cell on our roof
We’ll renew our vows each morning
Hyperloop our kids to school

I can be malignant darling
When the truth is plain to see
I thought you for hours this week
I’m your best shot presently

I say hands up
I say hands down
When I look inside me baby
You’re throwing me all around
I see flash bulbs
I see LEDs
No matter where I look man
You’re the brightest light in front of me

I seem so pathetic darling
Check my phone constantly
Texts loop like a mantra through me
Buzzing blasts of dopamine

I say hands up
I say hands down
When I look inside me baby
You’re throwing me all around
I see flash bulbs
I see LEDs
No matter where I look man
You’re the brightest light in front of me

We can see the sea change darling
When we touch wirelessly
With our sweaty clothes and eyebrows
We’ll remember how it feels to feel everything

Please don’t go, la la la...
Track Name: Good Girl
Show us how you glow
That’s a good girl
That’s a good girl

Touch your toes
That’s a good girl
That’s a good girl

Don’t be a hassle
Don’t be a rascal
Great minds think too much
But you’re not a scholar
Nor a philosopher
Turn that little light of yours off

Sing to me and count to three
Soon it will be over

Say goodbye and smile real wide
That’s a good girl
We love our good girl

Don’t be a hassle
Don’t be a rascal
Great minds think too much
But you’re not a scholar
Nor a philosopher
Turn that little light of yours off

I dream of beauty
I dream of peace
I dream of family
I dream, I dream

I dream in color
I dream in day
I dream of hillsides
Rolling away

Don’t be a hassle
Don’t be a rascal
Great minds think too much
But you’re not a scholar
Nor a philosopher
Turn that little light of yours off