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Waxworks Vol. 1

by Wet Leather

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1.
Temporary 03:24
Facedown in a new arrangement It’s only just as well Down the street you can hear the sirens On for someone else They rattle the walls I thought I heard screaming Somewhere down the hall Please don’t change it, rearrange it Very very temporary All my failures made me stranger Bring my knees to the floor Could be anyone putting their keys in the door Make believe, spend all of your wages Walk the bridge alone I don’t believe somethings never change the trains hardly run at all If I’m up to no good I hope it doesn’t cross your mind When you’re out for blood and you’ve turned off your phone and you’re a little bit too stoned some nights you wonder how you ever made it home If you have an answer, let me know Please don’t change it, rearrange it Very very temporary All my failures made me stranger Bring my knees to the floor Could be anyone putting their keys in the door
2.
Sicker 02:45
You left the motor running Several times You used to drive around all night You were unhappy in the usual way Pulling cards on everybody you hate Sometimes it works out right Sometimes it don’t work out right You left the motor running Several times I can still hear it in my mind I know that nothing is wrong Don’t want to be hurt anymore I know it’s nothing to get sicker and sicker I know that nothing is wrong Don’t want to be hurt by anyone I know it’s nothing to get sicker and sicker You meet new lovers everyday You have a list of all their names You ought to be taking better care of yourself You know I don’t give a damn about anybody else
3.
Everybody else is going out dancing I'm not taking any chances, there's no courtesy in your lies Maybe you've been drinking, now you're under suspicion The look in your eyes, how you advertise Everybody else is doing it Tell me what you want to believe I try to be myself but I can't go through with it Unless I'm doing it on TV I can see them baby they're doing it on TV Now the wasted hours line up like empty bottles There was room at the start to make demands on the market Now I can't talk, my friends all understand me They know exactly what I'm saying, we've been up all night Everybody else is doing it Tell me what you want to believe I try to be myself but I can't go through with it Unless I'm doing it on TV I can see them baby they're doing it on TV Don't stand there and lecture me I know about love and I know about TV I don't think it's wrong, I just think it's making me crazy
4.
Given Time 03:15
The magistrate closed the gate the hurricane touched down on the cape the Beaujolais was trembling in the glass Another planet we're on now for a limited time I tell me my friends not to wonder and that's fine I'm sure we're be alright in given time Lights out in every house all purchased for different amounts I walked out My feet wet in the grass Alright I'm sure we'll be alright in given time Just serving the masters I know they never lie The animals start to wander In the viable twilight I know they're not gonna make it That doesn't bother me I'm sure we'll be alright in given time Another planet we're on now the animals start to cry I know we're not gonna make it I guess I told a lie I feel the flames start to rise now And that's fine When it goes down I won't be alive
5.
In the first places we were only kids I try but the time goes There were moments that made me want to live We could never get them back, no You told me secrets, I couldn't hear a sound You had the radio turned up way too loud Feeling nervous white knuckles on the dash You always drive too fast In the window there's a light That's not the reason that brought you here tonight Next to a body, they're all the same In the morning you forget the names You left the underside you left the skids There is a good life but they keep it hid All the money and all the pain Was it worth all the trouble that you gave? All the good times, remember when Was it real or was it just pretend You were a true friend, you never lied If I was evil you'll forgive me by and by In the window, there's a light That's not the reason that brought you hear tonight Next to a body, they're all the same We could never get it back in the first place We could never get it back in the first place We could never get it back in the first place
6.
Just before the sun draws back the curtains As I stumble home, I'm still uncertain You never leave the light, you know I have no self control After the party's over, you say please just take me home I know every weekend, you can tell that I'm lying I know you don't believe me, but I never changed my mind You never leave the light, you know I have no self control After the party's over, you say please just take me home
7.
It's Damage 02:59
Scream one note it's a horrible sound Are you dumb or are you stoned One cigarette to light up the next one Sure way to make me croak It's damage It's culture by the law of averages Practice real hard, electric guitar What a fucking waste of time Turn 17 you buy a couple of records Sure way to ruin your life Your faith is tried Sure way to ruin your life Demand supply You can really damage your life Already full grown, a complete unknown Am I really still alive I must have killed the person I was Cause here I am at the scene of the crime Your faith is tried Sure way to ruin your life I'm sick and tired You can really damage your life Sick and I'm tired You can damage your life
8.
You stayed at home because of the weather You stay up late just trying to forget her And even though she left at the wrong time She's never on the wrong side of a fine line It goes on and on and on and on If you're wrong I'm wrong I'm wrong I'm wrong I never thought that it was meant to hurt me I never knew about going home early And even though I left at the wrong time Nobody knew that I was out of my mind It goes on and on and on and on If you're wrong I'm wrong I'm wrong I'm wrong We left it far behind And we said it couldn't catch us but we lied
9.
Backseat Confession The good times have come to an end Those days are in the past And all your old friends are gone for good They’ve turned their backs on you at last The schoolyard is full of kids this morning And the streets are full of ash And all the cities crumble back into dust Does it every make you feel sad? Sha la la la la la la la I’m like a waste Sha la la la la la la la I didn’t mean to be so indiscrete with you I heard this about the law Don’t put your trust in them And if they follow you, may you run fast and true They don’t answer to anyone There’s a building on the corner Where you can buy confection I’m not saying that I know first hand That’s somebody else’s backseat confession Sha la la la la la la la la I’m like a waste But my sole indiscretion Is this backseat confession I’ve been lost on the side roads I could never follow directions So take me anywhere you like Let the meter run all night I’ve got some notions I don’t dare to mention Sha la la la la la la la la I’m like a waste But my sole indiscretion Is this backseat confession
10.
Some people are born with the nervous touch Just saying that is never enough Will I never change, is it fixed in the blood? Am I just the same as anyone Now and then you had your fun You know when if it's too much Some people are born in the tension zone Sometimes love doesn't take you home Some people are born in the tension zone Work one out on the way home As it was in the days of the Roman Kings Nobody wears that golden ring Now and then you had your fun You know when if it's too much Some people are born in the tension zone Sometimes love doesn't take you home And it's such a cruel way For such a cruel world Who cares too much about this world Live your life, forget about love Hideaway from the nervous touch
11.
I never did figure out Who you were anyhow I guess it doesn't matter anymore I was half alive Up until the other night When you found me at your door If you walk in a disguise Tell the truth Or take a second thought Don't open up your mouth If you want to run and hide You know I do Just don't tell me that It's really over now I can remember you Sleeping on the roof How did we let it go so wrong? Will you still live here Another ten or twenty years We've been out of touch for way too long You're a stranger in my eyes I've been waiting my whole life
12.
Knock 03:02
You know I talk talk talk But I don't really know When I close my eyes You're out the door You always wanna be included With everyone who feels so useless Down across the line they shout for more Staying out all night I guess it's just as well You know I run for cover When you ring the bells The nylon runs Under a neon sun You screamed "Who'll save the last remaining souls?" For no reason, I know you're leaving Take it with you out that door I suppose you're really gone Before you had the chance to change your mind The curtain falls again But this is not the end When I close my eyes I already know Don't forgive me, I can't see it Dragged along for no good reason Half a version of a person Like the years we cast aside Turn around and wave goodbye
13.
I'm Sorry 04:31
I'm sorry, I don't have a clue Who I'm serving with things that I do I faked it, and I never lie I'm waiting, I never know why I'm selfish, it's out of my hands I'm nervous, but it's not that bad I faked it, but you don't really know You take me where I don't want to go I don't know what's best for you And you're worried about little things I do I'll come home early, around eleven thirty I'll be feeling nothing and nothing can hurt me I'm faded but it's not even noon I'm singing but I can't hold the tune I'm gutted, can you give me a ride? I'm laughing with tears in my eyes (Chorus) Did I bury the truth down way too deep? And it's all that I can do, I wind up on my knees And I'm turning to you, and I know you're turning to me I think I'm coming home real soon, like I promised you I'd be

about

Late in the process of putting together this mixtape, it dawned on us that we had been gradually moving the goalposts for what we set out to achieve. Songs that started out as sketches on Jason’s iPad suddenly sounded surprisingly good, better than what we thought we could achieve on our own. We wanted to make the recordings definitive, but we knew that if we strayed too far from our scrappy demos we might never finish the job, or else end up betraying what was good about the songs in the first place.

Our only directive was to write and record songs with only the tools at hand: a handful of microphones, an old multi-channel Zoom interface, and the acoustically raw practice space in the East Williamsburg Industrial Park that we’ve occupied for the past several years. Guided by these limitations, we found new freedom in our creative process, writing collaboratively, switching instruments, and stretching out into different sonic territories—guitar-less shoegaze, Philly-style soul, pub rock. We incorporated contributions from past and present members of the band as we embraced a newly fluid and collective identity, looking towards Elephant 6, the big Canadian collectives of the early aughts, and Stiff records for musical inspiration.

Waxworks is a document of an era that started with a burst of creativity and ended in quarantine, so it’s fitting to release it now, looking down the barrel of a long winter that has hit our local community particularly hard. With that in mind, all proceeds from digital sales will go towards Bushwick Ayuda Mutua, a mutual aid group serving the community where we’ve lived and worked as we made this record. Some of these songs will eventually make their way to streaming, but the mixtape will be available in full exclusively here on Bandcamp. Thank you for listening.

Special Thanks: Spencer Hattendorf, Jake Aron, Andrew Lappin, Charlie Ellis, Brama Sukarma, Dylan Bostick, Our Families.

credits

released January 15, 2021

Written Produced and Recorded by Wet Leather
(Matt Bernstein, Jason Katzenstein, Barry Marino)

with

Dema Paxton Fofang (additional vocals, bass track 10)
Hannah Overton (lead guitar tracks 3 & 5)
Dylan Bostick (lead guitar track 10)

Mixed by Sean O'Brien (tracks 1, 3, 4, 5, 11, 12, 13), Jake Aron (tracks 6, 8, 9), Yaron Fuchs (track 3) and Chris Botta (tracks 7, 10).
Additional Production on Track 4 by Spencer Hattendorf
Additional Production and Engineering on Tracks 3, 10, and 11 by Dylan Bostick
Additional Engineering on tracks 3 & 5 by Hannah Overton
Mastered by Josh Bonati

Cover Layout/Design by Charlie Ellis
Photo by Matt Bernstein

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