In Memories

by Young Hound

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about

This album is dedicated to Ma.
“Your Ghost” is dedicated to the memory of Noah DeWitt.

Tracks 1-11 = Dark Hound
Tracks 12-22 = Light Hound

Music + lyrics written by Young Hound between Winter 2009 – Spring 2016.
Japanese lyrics on “Kitsune Okami Mikasi” written by Kindra Flavin.
French lyrics on “Etranger de la Danse” written by Andy Palmer.
Spanish lyrics on “Consumir” written by Alexander Cuervo.

Recorded at Zooey Deschanel’s Crack Den in Mosier, OR January 15 – April 17 2016.

Recorded, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Young Hound except:
"Reptar" and "Lite Brite" recorded at Monarcadia’s home in Eugene, OR,
"Whirl of Whimsy" and "Christmas Day" recorded at Young Hound’s home in Portland, OR,
"Consumir" recorded, engineered, and mixed at Alex Cuervo’s home in Brooklyn, NY,
and "Whirl of Whimsy" recorded in Rianna Clark’s living room in Portland, OR.

Covert art = “Disney Vacation, 1996” by Sarah Refvem.
Find her on flickr.com/photos/sarski and facebook.com/SarahRefvemArt/

credits

released April 20, 2016

Young Hound is
Colin Keating – Vocals, guitars, bass, drums, ukulele, piano/organ, e-bow, samples

The Trace Players are
Ashly Dalene – Violin on “You, Ascending,” spoken word on “Be Nothing,” vocals on “Shiriki Okami Mikasi”
Alaric Lopez -- Vocals on “Reptar” and tambourine on “Lite Brite”
Marty Anderson – Vocals on “Be Nothing”
Kindra Flavin -- Vocals on “Shiriki Okami Mikasi”
Andy Palmer – Vocals on "Etrangers de la Danse”
Alexander Cuervo – Vocals and guitar on “Consumir”
Caleb Palmer -- Fiddle on “Fáilte Abhaile”

The voices in the Memory #s and otherwise are, respectively:
Cole Hersey (Your Ghost), Louis D’Annibale (#112), the Keating family (#977), Alaric Lopez (#694), and Kim Diamond (Whimsy).

Special thanks to everyone and everything I’ve witnessed in this resplendent dream of a life, especially Alaric, August, Louis, Tayler, Kim D., Andy V., Alex and Marko, Ashly, Kindra, Kyle L., Pete, Tony T., Kim K., Aidan and Bobbi, Mike S., Dan, Marty, Nick, Chasen, Simon, Max Earnest, Mike W., Ben, Meghan, Georgia, Aidan, Brett, Cole, Noah, Cocaine Cowboy, Mr. Punch, all my brothers in Smog Boss and Hostal Riviera, the Portland punk scene, everyone at CGST, my coworkers, my fellow radicals, and finally and most important, my parents, without whom I would truly Be Nothing.

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Track Name: Whirl of Worry
Sweet ruminant (remind me)
These days half-spent (rewinding)
In over my head (entwining)
Take me away to a place worth saving

Sugar sweet and sad (taste my skin)
Money I never had (you can’t win)
Demons trapped in my head (insect pin)
Expectant and willing to give in again

Hey brother, what’s your hurry?
Stuck in a whirl of worry
This hunt is full of fury
And I may never
No I may never see you again

In a whirl of worry
Track Name: Yr Ghost (Came Close to Loving Me)
You’ve been circling ‘round my thoughts again
Like a halo dog-earred and half-bent
Mortal coil, salt the soil, shuffle to a beat
Floating above us, tell me, what do you see?

But now you rest beneath, below the pain and grief
A boy I barely knew but you keep haunting my dreams
And if I could control the fourth dimensional
I’d pick the universe where we’d converse soul to soul

Your ghost came close to loving me
Your ghost haunts all the in-betweens
Your ghost he kissed me in the dark
Your ghost cracked my frozen heart

You’ve been circling ‘round my thoughts again
Like an angel never to ascend
You built an Ark of flesh and blood
Now drift away as we watch our world flood

But underneath the fear and the shallows of our years
There’s a man we keep as you sleep, we hold him close and dear
Your love ripples and waves and more than urns or graves
We hold you within, soft as skin, these memories you gave

Your ghost came close to loving me
Your ghost haunts all the in-betweens
Your ghost kissed me in the dark
Your ghost cracked our frozen hearts

[spoken]
Track Name: You, Ascending
As I watch you turn the light off
Sleep in silence, I know it well
Waiting for a chance to move past
Memories like a prison cell

So now I stand here playing victim
Depression’s grip cold, soft and spare
What is heaven if god dies slowly?
What is hell if no one cares?

Maybe I could stay here
when you come down from a black cloud
Maybe you could stay here
when I come down from a black cloud
You, ascending to a place that I’d never go to willingly
Always floating on a different stream

I wait patient, this slow descending
Clipping wings as a pass time
Hospital gowns like paper sails
Evanescent shell I’ve contrived

Shining through this husk a message
Palm from pocket, a future light
“Stay here baby, I can hold you
Love you dearly, don’t fear the night”

And maybe I could stay here
when you come down from a black cloud
Maybe you could stay here
when I come down from a black cloud
You, ascending to a place that I’d never go to willingly
Always floating on a different dream
Track Name: Medicated
Trapped on a bridge dissolving in the rain
Victim of the division between the sick and sane
Politicians profiting off other people’s pain
an endless cycle inside a system deranged

Swallow the medicine, your burden bought and sold
Disgusted by their desire for complete control
Demonize and ostracize, we all suffer
While people die you cheat and lie, I hope you burn

Why won’t you listen when I say I’m not okay?
I just need a body pulsing near to keep the flood contained.

And when the Ativan seeps in
Your thoughts run slow (slow reeling)
Smash the glass to feel something
I think I’m not right in the head (in the end)

The dark hound rears his head to split the mind in two:
Visions of hate, decisions to make soon subsume
Charnel ground, burial mound, my body lies entombed
Eulogy for memory as my soul’s consumed

So poison the people, sedate them into bliss,
bind us, blind us, deafen us to Caduceus’ hiss
So smear your bloody hand upon the Doctor’s door
Stigmatized by a nation’s lies that’s left us sick and poor

Why won’t you listen when I say I’m not okay?
I just need a body pulsing near to keep the flood contained.

The Seroquel gets me sleeping
Thoughts flow slow (no feeling)
Modern life keeps me reeling
Tell me, Doc, am I normal now?
Tell me, Doc, do you know how:
to set my paper skin ablaze?
burn the rough draft’s old ways,
become the crest of a new wave?

Take the twine and throw it away.
Pour some wine and call it a day.
Take the rope --

Medicated doesn’t mean sedated.
Track Name: Reptar
Lay down the pool pods, lay down the Legos, sleep.
You know I worry for your sake.

I’m sorry, Jeffery, I didn’t get a chance to write last year.
I was caught in a fear.

(Now trying to reappear)

Sit on the dashboard. I love you dearly.
Love on the dashboard. I love you dearly.

(Matthew, why?)

Lied, you, dearly.
And Gabriel save me.

What am I doing?

Reptar.
Track Name: In Memories
Well I was walking down the street with an artificial heart
but I didn’t have use so I sold it for spare parts
… and that’s all it was.

Knew your name from a billboard poster
always wanted to get a little closer
but knew that it just wouldn’t be.

In memories I wait
Make sense of things only to complicate
Nothing here feels like home
So be it, I’m content to roam: forever.

Well there’s a pretty girl at my side, I don’t know why!
Everybody knows that I’m the ugliest guy that you’ve seen:
like a beauty queen.
And all of these fake limbs surround me
and the mannequins in the storefront are always grinnin’
like they’re happy.

Well I don’t have much use for such things, everything is in my brain. I have got my medicine, now look at the state I am in. Don’t want to justify my life with a felt-tip pen, so mark me in as a pencil drawing: memory traces, never erases.

In memories I wait
Make sense of things just to hallucinate
Friends flake and melt away.
In memories I’m content to stay: whatever.

I didn’t know what I was doing with my life
All I had was a set of knives
that I kept in my living room to display
Everyone says that “It’s okay, okay?”
And it’s alright to own a shotgun
only if you hope you’ll never have to use one
so I lean it on the side of the room
with the baseball bat next to the mushrooms.

Whatever. We’re all doing drugs nowadays.
And it seems like life is a permanent haze
of pot smoke and responsibilities.

But you’re there through all my days..
Track Name: Lite Brite
Wake up at night
Away from the fight
Blinded my sight: there was a Lite Brite.

Born in a dark time
Instead of a night light
Got a Brite Lite by my bed.

How could I find you in the darkness
without my Lite Brite?

How could I find you in the darkness?
Track Name: Be Nothing
Losing of identity
Acting out anxiety
Tired of society’s idea of who I’m supposed to be

I’m nothing
I’m nothing at all
Be nothing
Be nothing at all

President’s eliminated
Patriarchs are castrated
Policemen decapitated
Universe disintegrated

I’m nothing
I’m nothing at all
Be nothing
Be nothing at all

[spoken word]

I’m nothing
I’m nothing at all
Be nothing
Be nothing at all
Track Name: Shiriki Okami Mikasi
Anxious in bed again, another night alone
Made plans to go out with friends I don’t even know
Complaining and feigning, they degrade and deify
Think I’ll just put on a Smiths record and die

Don’t say that about yourself
You got so much love to share with the world
All you need’s a little motivation
And magical anime cheerleader spirit guides!

You can do it! Fuck those haters!
Be yourself and weird out some strangers!
Slay the dragon! Ride the tiger!
You’re a winner! You’re a fighter!

Yeah, well, you say that, but I feel sick
Even my therapist think I’m a dick
And as for lovers they scatter like roaches
Think I’ll just smoke some weed as sadness approaches

Trust your heart and trust your instincts
Let your inner Elk run free
Grab your keys and grab your jacket
Time to ride the endless glitter rainbow!

You can do it! Ignore the voices!
Know you’re loved and that you have choices
Like “Do I ride a Starbus full of kitties
or do I wallow in self-pity?

Anata hai! アナタハイ!
Gan bate ne! ガン譲りね!
Kanashima naide 悲しまないで!
Subarashii! すばらしい!
Ikimashou! 行きましょう!
Okina yume! 翁夢!
Yoru Taiju! 夜大樹!
Track Name: Étrangers de la Danse
Nous rendezvous a le cafe
tu dit a moi "bon matin!"
"tu parle francais," tu demand
Je dit, "Oui... pur un american"

Étrangers de la danse
L'esprit de France
L'esprit de la danse
Danse avec moi

Cette nuit, apres un embrasse
Je dit a toi "au revoir,
Mais si nous jamais reverrons,
Je chanterai vois a ma guitare"


Translation:

We meet at a cafe
you say to me "good morning!"
"do you speak french," you ask
I say "yes, for an american"

Strangers of the dance
The spirit of France
The spirit of dance
Dance with me

That night after an embrace
I say to you "until we meet again"
but if we never meet again,
I will sing of you on my guitar
Track Name: Consumir
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Track Name: Fáilte Abhaile
Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag do chúl
Go lonraí an ghrian go te ar d'aghaidh
Go dtite an bháisteach go mín ar do pháirceanna
Agus go mbuailimid le chéile arís,
Go gcoinní Dia i mbos

My father’s father’s father swam
across the Atlantic ocean
Their names were saved on Ellis Island,
“Are you American?” “Aye, yes,

believe me, believe me, believe me when I tell you”
Believe me, believe me, believe me when I tell you

Now I hike the hills my family fled and
Now IRA plants talk the flowerbed

Why don’t you stay here?
Come close, my dear
Nothing to fear
Why don’t you stay here?

The work was scarce, they were unprepared
“No Irish or dogs need apply here”
At church each day they’d kneel and pray
I can hear them say “Dear God,

believe me, believe, believe me when I tell you”
Believe me, believe me when I tell you

Now I drink the dregs of history and
Now I raise a toast in memory

Why don’t you stay here?
Come close, my dear
Nothing to fear
Why don’t you stay here?

And why’d you say it’d last forever?
Why’d you say it’d last forever?
I wanna know when you’re coming home
When you’ll kiss your grandmother’s lips
When you’ll set the table and tell us of your trips