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Going Dark

by The Pullmen

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1.
Look out, we’re going for your throat now. I never thought this is how we’d make our way. But oh shit, survival! Just what, if any, of this promise is worth keeping? Holding pattern looking for solutions Holding pattern in my head I don’t know just when we changed, but I remember when we said, “We’ll never be a part of it.” Where we going and how we going to get there? Hail Mary just to make it through the day. No space for expressing our emotions. That’s why we drink. That’s why we weep. Holding pattern looking for solutions Holding pattern in my head I don’t know just when we changed, but I remember when we said, “We’ll never be a part of it.” Let it rot, let it go, there’s this balance in the system you can control. Let it be, the guarantee that you’re owed something special from humanity. I know you hear it. I know you see. It’s only static and you know we’ll never be a part of it. We’ll never be a part of you. Never be a part of me. It will never be a part of us. And we’ll never be a part of it!
2.
Going Dark 03:04
I dreamt it was a mistake. You were getting better and the funeral was just a procession to make the doctors all go away and morphine was something cool to do in the day. It’s too late, the code has been broken and everything unspoken will never be said. It’s too late, the shadows have made their mark and now I need you keep me from going dark. Will you keep me from going dark? Please, please keep me from going dark. I’m begging you to keep me from going dark with your spark. We’ll see what’s become of us once this plane touches down. Made lots of promises and swears. Talk some shit to myself if your ghost is here… When we touch down I’m going to need some drinks for the conversations, oh the conversations! I don’t want to sound these same old bells. Let’s put on our favorite song and sing like hell! Will you keep me from going dark? Please, please keep me from going dark. I’m begging you to keep me from going dark with your spark.
3.
Drink up girl. Spill your insides out. Open heart surgery, no doubt. Cut wide open, there ain’t nothing to defend. In the dark it’s always easy to pretend. Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Far enough down the river you know I’m always there to bite the hook. Come on home, and the house is a mess. I see that you have smoked my cigarettes. That’s okay. Tomorrow comes the maid, and she likes to kiss on me . . . only after she’s been paid. Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Catch me slipping and you know I’m always there to bite the hook. Cashing in all the times that we went for broke. Cashing in all our hope. Count it down 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. Was it a good time? Was it fun? Insert heart (here) darling, if you got a steady hand. I’ve seen the way you grip and pull from your tall can. Curious, oh curious. Everyday it’s a matter of who are you gonna trust. Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Far enough down the river you know I’m always there to bite the hook. Cashing in all the times that we went for broke. Cashing in all our hope. Count it down 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. It’s all over. The damage is done.
4.
Photograph 02:51
Jog my mind with a photograph I don’t recall, but it looks like we laughed Ah hell, down the well with my memories Hell, oh well, suck it up Life can be such a misery If repetition is a remedy Ah hell, ring the bell of my enemies Here I am, come and fuck me up All this talk about getting older All this talk about getting sober I feel I’m doing fine Killing myself killing time Hot dogs and malt liquor Let’s do this on the cheap I’m spent on the search for inner peace It’s cold in there, come turn me on And jog my mind with a photograph Show me how the time has passed Like a superficial thief trying to pick my locks That superficial thief I want to smash it up All this talk about getting older All this talk about getting sober I feel I’m doing fine Killing myself killing time
5.
New Friends 02:18
I cut my obligations So now I go and do whatever I want I can drink up all my money And sit alone here lost in thoughts Someone save me from this punishment Spare me stories about yesterday How about we just shake hands I don’t need any new friends I self deceive for convenience And a sense of balance Had we met when I was younger We might continue without pretense This is not a place for secrets You don’t perceive what you mean to me How about we just shake hands I don’t need any new friends So if I sever my connections Will I go and do whatever I want Or will I spend up all my money And sit alone here until I’ve run out of thoughts How about we just shake hands I don’t need any new friends
6.
Paramount 02:47
Ce soir, avance vous and we can forge this love at first sight In the moonlight I’d like to love you but these words are too hard to say Driving around watching color TV A motion picture with nothing left to see So far gone, still so far to go A Former Clarity on my radio Blood shot, you think these eyes are the windows to my soul Now in the daylight you know me well enough to know that I am slipping away Driving around watching color TV A motion picture with nothing left to see So far gone, still so far to go A Former Clarity on my radio Ce soir, vien me ressuciter de l’endroit ou tu es Sous ces lumières rouges Scream loud enough and know that I’ll be back some day Driving around watching color TV A motion picture with nothing left to see So far gone, still so far to go A Former Clarity on my radio
7.
That’s it. I want to head out and get out of this town before it finally burns out. I’m breaking bones just to try to taste the marrow — sucking out the life before jumping out the window. Somewhere in my mind saying It’s all right, take your time and just hold tight We’re jumping out the window But nothing’s wrong this time Stay calm, stay on the lookout. The world is on a tilt and one day it will spill out. I feel it in my guts. I feel it in my throat. I’m losing sleep choking on the hope. Somewhere in my mind saying It’s all right, take your time and just hold tight We’re jumping out the window But nothing’s wrong this time Somewhere in my mind, somewhere in my mind Nothing’s wrong this time, nothing’s wrong this time Somewhere in my mind, somewhere in my mind
8.
It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming down-down-down It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon down on me I’ve kept the beach in sight no matter what’s right; in scattered motels named after southwest cities Maybe it’s the depth, maybe it’s escape, maybe it’s the currents that just take me away I wont forget everything it did to me I like the distractions, the sounds from the city And I want what’s mine at the end of this line If I can’t find my way I’m going down-down-down It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon, down on me It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon right for me I’ve seen it come in waves, in the highs and lows, in the quiet walks home after the bars close But I like distractions, and I like letting go I like when mistakes happen during the show From the palms to the pines, from the telephone lines, in the backyards with bed sheets on the clotheslines I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you Take me down-down-down From the palms to the pines, from the telephone lines, in the backyards with bed sheets on the clotheslines I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you Take me down-down-down It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon down on me
9.
Goldy 03:13
Every day goes by I try to keep my eyes clear They keep filling with tears You don’t need to stick around but you just can’t leave me here Don’t leave me here All right I’m going out tonight I try to feel all right but it’s hard You know I feel the fear You know I like to drive but honey you should steer Steer clear All right Every inch of me Is feeling totally abused Nothing to lose I’m not trying to be a saint I’m just trying to stay amused So amused It’s all right, oh it’s all right
10.
Coming up with a new name People love what they can tame Love themselves that ball and chain Tucked inside my memory A backdrop for the scenery For a hero and his enemies … “Call me Caballero. And when you shake my hand, look me in the eyes and be definite.” On this arc I know you’ll find I liked to be loved Don’t like to be owned But if I’m free I know I’ll die alone In my veins runs the last of my name If I want to live forever I don’t need much I got my bruised little angel, my royal deluxe Heaven or hell, who really cares? What I type is from the air The void is always black and bare For all my ink and its alchemy We’re all fictional characters In fictional scenes I’m a fiction to you, I’m a fiction to me In my veins runs the last of my name If I want to live forever I don’t need much I got my bruised little angel, my royal deluxe

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A brand new 10-song LP from The Pullmen.

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released October 9, 2015

Produced by
Erin “Syd” Sidney and Matt Kash

Engineered by
Armand Anthony at The Captain's Quarters
and Syd at The Co-Op West

Mixed and Mastered by
Jason Mariani at Brotheryn Studios

The Pullmen are:
Matt Kash - Bass
HS Strong - Guitar
Syd - Drums
Shane Cohn - Lead Vocals, Guitar

Barney Tower - additional guitar on “Insert Heart Here”
Lee Pardini - keys
Mike Cottone - trumpet

Jason Cruz sings on “Royal Deluxe”
Jason Cruz appears courtesy of Fat Wreck Chords
French in “Paramount” read by Lauren Sinclair

Music by The Pullmen

Lyrics by Shane Cohn with The Pullmen
except “Goldy” by Jesse Brinkenhoff
“Paramount” french lyrics assitance from Guy Floriant

Cover Photo - Dave Sanchez
Album Art - Heidi Kash

All songs ©2015/ASCAP

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