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1.
Dear Moderation 03:56
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Dear moderation It's me I'm sorry I haven't wrote When you shoved it down my throat I got turned off Dear moderation Our friends all scattered like the ash They were drumming on the dash When they drove away Into the city Poisoned and pretty You cry on the phone In debt but not alone You're on the rebound Ripped from the wet ground I remember you in 1992 Well it's just something that we dreamed up when we were young Dear moderation As children no one ever taught us how to play guitars We just played Well we couldn't stay long and I left my phone in the car Then we drove to the sticks with a case of beer for the party As the parties faded we hit clubs And the clubs hit back I remember in November all the pretty lights Before they went bLack And the pain of the morning after And the slow disaster And then a couple of you fade from view Dear moderation I wonder If you've got the time I'm seeing friends of mine Would you stay away? Into the city Poisoned and pretty You cry on the phone In debt but not alone You're on the rebound Ripped from the wet ground I remember you in 1992 Well it's just something that we dreamed up when we were young
2.
Like a Winner 03:15
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I still get butterflies Before I see you Just like in eleventh grade You're looking older now It suits you well I think you're hearing songs that time can only tell You're drinking like a winner But you're not winning You seem familiar but I've never seen you drink like a winner You've got a bunch of friends I've never met They're sending dirty looks my way What are they saying now Why did you laugh You're not the winner and this ain't your victory lap You're drinking like a winner But you're not winning You seem familiar but I've never seen you drink like a winner One two, so nice to meet you Three four politely beseech you Five six hardly a minute alone Seven eight the time that we borrow Nine ten we pay back tomorrow Eleven twelve you're someone I hardly know
3.
I Will Make You a Beautiful Bride 04:12
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Were you born in a graveyard? Who taught you to hang your head The sun comes out every day Ain't that reason enough to pray It's a one in a million roll That you're even here to breathe You can cry and cry but I know that inside I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride Just don't come around with that shame around your neck Friends scatter like cigarette ash And it seems your good days are all in the past I've got a feeling that you are plain wrong The universe has a way of moving us along So don't get too down on yourself And don't waste your breath on spite Keep the horizon in sight I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride Just don't come around with that shame around your neck Next time the bottom drops out Put down your ouija and come hang out I've got some good news that I'd like you to hear And I've got enough change to buy you a beer It's the little things that keep me afloat Like when you laugh when I tell a bad joke You could sigh but you don't because deep down inside I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride Just don't come around with that shame around your neck I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride I will make you a beautiful bride Just don't come around with that shame around your neck
4.
Pixy 04:10
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You're new and you're bold You're 15 and scared You're learning to drive There’s death everywhere You’re sneaking a smoke You're taking a shot You’re talking with boys And turning down pot You’re dressed to the nines There’s kegs in the back There’s guys on the porch And hands on your ass You’re calling your dad You lie through your teeth You did nothing wrong You're scared and fifteen My my what a clever smile on such a stupid girl You smell like vodka Who has got you sinking in the swirl Broken promise Promiscuity And at breakfast You're not what you seem Fifteen, a loaded gun Floating on pixy dust Eyes open Now they're open wide What could you decide? You’re taking a break You needed it bad It follows you ‘round Like a pain in the neck It’s not your fault The slings and the arrows The last syllable You’re fifteen and scared
5.
Teenage 02:31
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My brat How could you feel sad On a warm night In the springtime Butterfly Smoking and looking in the sky Drinking cold ones Truly the good times have begun Instant recalling when the teenage began Falling asleep on the empty street Where we used to meet Somewhere in between Twelve and seventeen You told me that time In the gutter light Near the quarterpipe You said “I don’t like me” Ne'er do well You're ready and I can tell to shake off your shell and cast your summer spell My kiss Where is the tenderness We had such a vibe With our tongues tied Instant recalling when the teenage began Falling asleep on the empty street Near the party scene No one wants to hear Existential fear When the music’s loud Randos all around As the sunburn fades With your hate brigade This is just a phase That you power through With guitar and bass Playing video games Get a concert tee in Washington DC Just do anything Just survive with me
6.
Defy 02:28
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To all the angry eyes Which trained on me tonight Supply fuel for the fire This music’s gotta stop The shoe has gotta drop And seize the voice from your throat We're all the same tonight Insecure in line to buy the lie But you can defy the hive of the mind To all the fancy girls What decked in rings and pearls Turn out for lechers and spies Do not accept the price They place on you tonight You're not fuel for the fire We're all the same tonight Insecure in line to buy the lie But you can defy the hive of the mind
7.
Uptight 04:20
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Take me down to the bus shelter I've got hills to climb It's a seven hour drive and with traffic it might even be nine Afternoons spent hiding in chamber rooms Who have we forsaken Talking and just taking our time You could lay me down in holy water In front of a lame sunset I think we may just have one more hour Of impossible sunshine left Well you could drag me down Oh the rest of me Lying on the floor Waiting here for you to restore I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I really don't mind I can languish on the carpet and finish what I started in time You could lay me down in holy water In front of a lame sunset I think we may just have one more hour Of impossible sunshine left Well you could drag me down Bout a minute from now You'll be foaming at the mouth You're a little uptight You're a little uptight And in better health I'd be penitent myself I'm a little uptight You're a little uptight Everyone's a little uptight And I need for you to know It's alright
8.
The Brave and the Blond 02:45
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So let them try They’ll swallow us up We're the swarm and the hive Swallow us down like the pill They'll choke upon We're the way and the will Sing us the song of the brave and blond Sing us to sweeten our tears Sing us of pride and the fight of the night The fortune that favors the brave Well we won't go where we're told May 85 Police dropping bombs on the kids from the sky Five children died in their homes Then we buried it deep in a memory hole Sing us the song of the brave and blond Sing us to sweeten our tears Sing us of pride and the fight of the night The fortune that favors the brave Well we won't go where we're told Well we won't go where we're told
9.
Lose Your Mind 05:46
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Fixing to drink yourself blind And I'm not changing your mind I'll look your dad in the eye I'm a dependable guy You go changing your clothes And breath mints so nobody knows You've got that look in your eye I won't go losing my mind I won't jar up my urine I won't cheat and steal I know that it's not a big deal how you shine like a firefly You taste to me like tangerines There's so much innocence How could you waste that on me? I'm conscripted and bored Fighting the civil war You're a dandy young sweet Bringing me sweet tea I promise to write And I'll try real hard not to die Your plantation's on fire I won't go losing my mind I won't jar up my urine I won't cheat and steal I know that it's not a big deal how you shine like a firefly You taste to me like tangerines There's so much innocence How could you waste that on me?
10.
KIT 03:46
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Shut your lips for the sake of the friendship It's a sullen lie that you tell when you're high Well you're a very dear friend and I love you so much But don't get me started Don't get me started I've got a million stories I could tell when I'm drunk You were vehemently denying you were faking the funk I got nothing to say to you Well I wish you would Keep in touch Take your pulse and a bottle and maybe start to trust your own brain Let it set you free Feel the music vow of poverty Keep in touch Lose the collar, take your glasses off Distant thunder We were bored and blond We were canonizing debutantes We never wasted time But we know that it’s fading in abating light Mother me, what's become of the family There's a festering sore underneath of the floorboards I could use a good laugh Hand on the wheel I got a box of cheap wine Could I make you a deal? And we'll head on down the road we'll take 15 and south Til we're burning by the pool and foaming out of our mouths I've got nothing to say to you I've got nothing to say to you Well I wish you would Keep in touch Take your pulse and a bottle and maybe start to trust your own brain Let it set you free Feel the music vow of poverty Keep in touch Lose the collar, take your glasses off Distant thunder We were bored and blond We were canonizing debutantes We never wasted time But we know that it’s fading in abating light We never wasted time But we know that it’s fading in abating light
11.
Taco Night 04:41
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Two wrongs and another ain’t right Old shoes that glitter in light I don't know if the fish are gonna bite Well never on taco night We roar like a vulcan in heat Throwing rocks from the tops of the trees I don't ever want to go inside unless it is taco night You're a big storm This is a teapot It's the damn same story You're so boring Finally we've got a fine full figure It's a shame It's a sad song I've got it all wrong Another song from the basement How ordinary Another wasted EP Saw through my disguise Threw dirt in my eyes Shave my face and get a stand up job in a sit down place This kind of shit, it happens everytime You gotta get yours before I can get mine If you leave us out We'll disappear completely Leave the atmosphere discreetly But if you put up a fight We'll party every day and in the evening it is taco I feel the pangs Your nightmare in your hands Tear the flesh the tendons and the glands The time is nigh for the slaughter We’re coming over The die is cast Metaphor hunger I feel the hunger Look to your left Look to your right They’re for whom you fight tonight
12.
Saw You at the Party 06:08
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Woke up Five AM Smelling like vomit Smelling like sin And the phone was ringing And my head was spinning So I creaked into the speaker with a friend on the other end saying What the hell, dude? He said, Man what happened last night With the drinking and the fist fight I was worried about you I said I don't know what I was thinking What could explain my drinking But I was worried too And my thoughts turned to you When I saw you at the party and you called me baby And I took so many shots I don't know how long I can hold on to you I was in the basement talking with some kids from the day When you strolled in off the pavement Sized me up and then walked away And my arms felt weak And I shook my knees I gathered up my courage and met you by your cabriolet When I saw you at the party and you called me baby And I took so many shots I don't know how long I can hold on to you What a thing to say to a boy Have to admit I was mildly annoyed But I was glad I saw you at the party

about

First thing: the music industry is ruined. Touring isn’t feasible, streaming is unfair, and the “marketplace” is oversaturated. I don’t have any delusions about my own music – it could never be successful in commercial terms, and it will never support me financially. I do it because I feel compelled to. (The same is true for professional musicians, who are braver than I’ll ever be.) By putting this record out, and by writing this introduction, I’m doing the boldest thing I can – which is asking for your attention. All I hope for is that some people will listen, and of that group some people will like it. So that’s the degree of my delusion, and thank you up front for your time

I don’t like to discuss my songs – partially because it is embarrassing, but also because I think talking about making art can drain the urge to actually be creative. But the biggest reason I don’t like to do this is because it feels like giving the audience homework: here’s your assignment, here’s how you should think and feel about this. That’s way too tidy. Without a writeup, you have to invest yourself into the work a bit. For me, a song like “Pixy” is about how evasive it is, and “Beautiful Bride” is about realizing that the speaker of the song is kinda wretched. Me straight-up telling you my intentions could steal away a critical (literally and figuratively) part of the experience.

Then again, they’re just pop songs. I just worry you’ll think I’m a jerk because the guy in my song is a jerk. More than that, I’m worried you won’t care at all. I want you to care because I care.

Ringo is old songs. The oldest date back to the fall of 2002, and the youngest is still at least eight years old. When I decided to make a full-length rock album, I knew I wanted to include my biggest, boldest, and most beautiful boys. I wanted to make something pretty and approachable. A lot of my output from the last few years has been standoffish; this is definitely not like that. I got my favorite collaborators to play with me, and I asked Billy Gordon, a musician and engineer I have admired for twenty years, to mix it.

So that’s Ringo. It’s the best I can do. I hope you like it.

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released November 4, 2022

Songs by Peter Hassett
except 1, 2, 7, 9, 10, 12 by Halvorson & Hassett

Featuring
Eric Delente: violins
Christian Halvorson: singing, drums, guitars
Colin Holter: singing
Dmitry Karev: accordion
Aileen O’Hearn: singing

Mixed by Billy Gordon

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