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Growing Wild

by Susan Jane

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1.
On Your Own 03:01
You’re on your own, kid Chin up and have a drink It’s never half as bad as what You’re bound to think So listen up, child Don’t let your thoughts run wild You knew you’d have to face  Your demons all the while I’ll keep it to myself Won’t let on that I'm scared And if I lose the thread At least I'll be prepared Won’t ever get attached Won’t ever give away The secrets of myself That shaped me just like clay I did it all myself I made myself! I made myself! I didn’t need you I made myself! I made myself, myself! And what did you ever do? Your demons took hold of you What did you ever do? You let your demons take hold of you I’m on my own today
2.
I’m rubber You’re glue I’m gonna stick it to you What gives? You take Everything that I make And hide it away Like a flower in the attic Now I’m taking it back Don’t make me get drastic Down in the basement Growing wild Can you taste it? Songs I’ve never seen They said be yourself And you have to really want this Don’t complain Just lean on the doorway To stay out of the rain Now no more bare my soul As you roll your eyes And expertly convey A bit too strange Good day! Now we’re going down In the basement Growing wild Can you taste it? Songs I’ve never seen How I wasted my summers In your dark little room Good thing my synesthesia Can heal cultural wounds It took me a while And I’m doing okay I’m gonna move on But there’s still so much to say Though maybe we should save it  For the Remix Hey hey hey hey yeah There are reveling songs There are songs for the goat But the songs that we see Are the songs that we wrote
3.
Not Wasted 04:43
It’s all right, I’m okay How’s it goin’? Don’t care, it doesn’t matter anyway Here she comes Sleep till noon, massive headache Please don’t call my telephone Watch the killer shows on TV That’s the night... Bye! Here she comes A brand new day Existential crisis Took you only four Manhattans Static island, queens intruded Batteries are not included Self-reliance, cold appliance Here she comes A brand new day No such thing as wasted...time Manilow’s on the deli radio (the pain is calling) Scary, the things that feel good with coffee Sunshine in my eyes Here she comes A brand new day
4.
I’ve been on the brink of falling my whole life Is caving in and I could not be happier To see you in the morning light There’s a time and place for fear And that's not here and now, my dear ‘Cause what we need is to figure out How we will last another year I caught you dreaming Did you see me? It’s funny how no matter where I go I feel you near and I should know by now That you’ve replaced A part inside me that you keep With a part of you that I hold deep I caught you dreaming Did you see me? I heard you singing Did you hear me? Our voices reaching to each other In the morning light Oh, you feel so right Hold you close to me We were meant to be
5.
Persuasion 04:18
“To see you,” cried he, “in the midst of those who could not be my well-wishers, to see your cousin close by you, conversing and smiling, and feel all the horrible eligibilities and proprieties of the match! To consider it as the certain wish of every being who could hope to influence you!” “You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...” All the surprise and suspense, and every other painful part of the morning dissipated by this conversation, she re-entered the house so happy as to be obliged to find an alloy in some momentary apprehensions of its being impossible to last. “You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...” An interval of meditation, serious and grateful, was the best corrective for everything dangerous in such high-wrought felicity. And she went to her room, and grew steadfast and fearless in the thankfulness of her enjoyment. I must learn to brook being happier than I deserve. “You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...”
6.
Nebraska 05:45
In the field behind our house Bullfrogs like cannonballs The plant behind the field Leaking plutonium Pack the kids in the van And let’s fly to Nebraska Hit some deer on the way It’s a rite of passage In the towns around the plant Grow mutant gladiolus Inside the willow tree We perfect our superpowers Pack the kids in the van And let’s fly to Nebraska Hit some deer on the way It’s a rite of passage And can you heal me there? Airfield wreckage, winter’s night Mother like a phoenix Did you save yourself for us? Your kids, your will to live Pack the kids in the van And let’s fly to Nebraska Hit some deer on the way It’s a rite of passage And can you heal me there?
7.
Sleepaway love Softball glove Golden tan Wide watchband Stay and sway with you Be alone with you Be at one with you Sneak away The sleepaway While the counselors Dream away Stay and sway with you Be alone with you Be at one with you Bears in the woods No cares in the woods The perfect person Hand under my shirt Friendly you Bend over me To say “Here’s the sea Inside this shell” Stay and sway with you Be alone with you Be at one with you
8.
Sleep is my drug—it hugs like no other And during the night I dream unsmothered Of my life, before I ever met you Sleep is my wing and hope is my second When my heavy eyelids beckon I dream of ways of how I’ll let you go But when I wake up I can’t remember How it was I tamed your temper So I could close you off and go to sleep Sleep is my drug, and sleep will recharge me When your cruelty turns to bombard me My return to consciousness is charged Eyelids are shields and dreams ammunition Sleep is my drug—it fuels my ambition To release my mind from your abuse I’ll take with me all that’s worth keeping I’ll leave you one night while you’re sleeping And I’ll wake up in peace Sleep is my wing and hope is my second When my heavy eyelids beckon I dream of ways of how I'll let you go I’ll take with me all that’s worth keeping I’ll leave you one night while you’re sleeping And I’ll wake up in peace
9.
Wrong Road 04:11
Few and far between Are feelings I have never felt  This way, this scintillating Rush of doubt I keep moving my feet follow Where I don’t know a soul Or how I’ll get back home Cut the cord connecting Who I was before And who am I but Orbital debris adrift In space fanning out time  Unravelling faster than I leave my trail of crumbs And when you go there Don’t just follow where you’ve been before If you’re not scared you’ll know You’re on the wrong road Once upon the time I spent Collecting friends I found myself Expressed in every conversation Silence defines what I’m hiding from And when I’m found Silence turns into sound And when you go there Don’t just follow where you’ve been before If you’re not scared you’ll know You’re on the wrong road You’ll feel it in your bones When you’re on the right road

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released January 20, 2015

Credits

Matthew DePasquale, Michelle Kwon and Dario Slavazza (session conductor) appear courtesy of Magik*Magik Orchestra.

Susan Jane is:
Judi Corvinelli—drums
Priscilla Holbrook—vocals, guitars, synths, organ
Peter Raucci—vocals, percussion
Brit Till—vocals, guitars, bass, synths, organ

Produced and mixed by Dan Huron, except for “Perfect Person” and “Sleep is My Drug,” produced by Ted Ottaviano. Additional production on “Perfect Person” by Dan Huron. 
Engineered by Jay Pellicci. 
Mastered by Kevin Blackler at Blackler Mastering. 
Recorded at Tiny Telephone, San Francisco, CA 2014.

Band photography: Daniel Witterman

Artwork:
‘idea’ and ‘taking root’ by Kate MacDowell
photographed by Dan Kvitka

Published by Kids in the Van Music (BMI)

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About Growing Wild, Tunde Adebimpe (TV on the Radio) said, “Fucking lovely...warm and sophisticated and dream-state, and the more I listen to it, the more it sounds like a record I've had for years. And the lyrics are all amazing. Super beautiful and elegant!” ... more

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