We Were Kids

by The Other Stars

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“I think it’s a pretty important thing for people to feel like they’re at home. Not just where you live, or a sense of stability, but with the people you’re surrounded by too,” says The Other Stars singer/guitarist Connor Bird. Hailing from the small town of Worcester, MA, these sentiments resonate throughout The Other Stars debut release, “We Were Kids,” as Bird deals with a multitude of relationships that shape his life and the record. He goes on to say, “I don’t think it’s necessarily inherent in classic examples like the nuclear family either, like some people expect it to be. It can come in all shapes and sizes. And I think we’ve all had times where we don’t feel at home anymore, which can be pretty lonely.”

Blending modern indie rock with 90’s alternative while layering on top quirky, introspective lyrics - The Other Stars are a breath of fresh air for both new and old ears.

Bird delivers a candor and honesty in his lyrical approach that keeps the listeners engaged. “I don't want to be your radio, tuning in to any station you might like that fits your selfish needs on winter nights, when you would call me on the phone to validate all of the stupid selfish reasons why your house is not a home.” Self evaluation in both the macro and micro sense bleed through on songs like “Green My Eyes” and “Very Okay” while songs like “Home Is Where You Make It” take on a sense of identity and where you belong in the world right now.

Take This To Heart Records will release The Other Stars debut album “We Were Kids” on April 29th via CD/Cassette/digital.

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released April 29, 2016

Produced by Ian Van Opijnen at Echo Room Studios.

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Track Name: You Looked Better At The Party
Sometimes I think when I was happy
I had just turned twenty and I met her at a party
I was starting to get all those funny feelings in my chest
and all those feelings in my chest won't go away

And she said
"Connor, you should watch out because I'm bad news"
I said "I've been to hell and back, I think that I can handle you"
I guess that we're all wrong sometimes

And if I get a cut I'll bleed for a day
but this pain, it just won't go away
it might not be a broken heart
but it's a start

Now Joe got his new car and he's driving south
Josie's making stories up with her big mouth
Me, Derek, Matt and Tom are trying to move it all along
and break the audio surface tension with our songs

Dan's in Milford, Eric's nowhere to be found
I'm spinning circles, tipping bottles upside down
seems only yesterday we placed our bids on life
seems only yesterday that we were kids, alright

And if I get a cut I'll bleed for a day
but this pain, it just won't go away
it might not be a broken heart
but it's a start

Oh, I am so drunk that it's funny
but maybe it's not as funny as we think?
no, it's ok, cause we're just joking
just silly kids, we took up smoking

Did I ever tell you just how sick I felt
when you were all fucked up on drugs and screaming in your prison cell?
It isn't very funny anymore
when we get too fucked up and pass out on the floor
No, it isn't very funny anymore
Track Name: Green My Eyes
I can't say I don't think from time to time what it was like
for me to first see your blonde skies from the inside
of your tiny little bed, your dogs would take up most of it
but I didn't mind, that was fine
because for a short time I had a spot to call all mine

So quiet when you move around, you move around
if your policeman dad ever found out all that we did, never found out
I never found out how to kill the lies and green your pretty little eyes
and make you love me all the time

Stop leaving, turn around and tell me how to work this out
Come back from New York City, please, and tell me everything
I'll never find out how to green your eyes
No, i'll never find out how to green your eyes
and you'll never find out how to leave my mind
and you'll never love me all the time

I can't say I don't think from time to time
what it was like
Track Name: Home Is Where You Make It
There's a building in the city where my money goes
where I stare at blank walls, unlearning all I've known
I'm so sick of paying tolls and driving home in the fucking snow
no one grooved up to your casket in those funny clothes
Jesus died for nothing, I suppose

I don't want to be your radio
tuning in to any station you might like that fits your selfish needs on winter nights
when you would call me on the phone
to validate all of the stupid selfish reasons why your house is not a home

And this house is not a home
no this house is not a home
It's all just skin and bones
without you

My mouth will never move in the right way
on Saturdays
and on sadder days I've had the company
of one or two, of few and true
but never you

And this house is not a home
no this house is not a home
It's all just skin and bones
without you
Track Name: Cape Cod
waiting for the radio to send its messages in time for time
or something won't be paid in full, this game is thrown
the night is young, the day is old

wake up when you fall asleep
and just throw those bad dreams out into
your winding suburban street and your houses locks, where you hide the keys are all
secrets i will keep

and i'll say "oh, the things you'll never know"
and i hope that it snows before you go home

and fast through the tape at speeds, over the icy streets
that wire cut right back from me
you looked like a painting outside the window of my car

and i'll say "oh, the things you'll never know"
and i hope that it snows before you go home
I'm feeling so cold and sick
and it's all the same when i'm driving down route 6

i won't ever hate you when you fall asleep
or tire of the empathy or modality
and i will see if i can see
and i won't ever leave

and i'm going to miss you when you go
i hope you know

and i hope it snows
before you go home
Track Name: Very Okay
I've seen your green eyes glow gold when you promise to whoever
about how you're leaving home
I won't ever have the heart to tell you

I woke up one day to find that I'd spent all winter inside with you

I've got a lot to think about
a lot to think of now

Like the parking lots and old streets
and our house in Carolina
What it looks like in your dreams
And all the books that we weren't old enough to read

I've got a lot to think about
a lot to think of now

Now our parking lots are filled with empty broken cars and too much snow
and we might dream about our house in Carolina, we won't ever call it home

My thoughts might suffocate inside my head
but I remember laying green inside your bed
The drive from Cape Cod when I called and lost reception
The static silence sent from the end of the Earth
and I'll never learn my lesson

I've got a lot to think about

Like the drive back home
and the songs on the radio
Minnesota's yellow highway lines
and the things you'll never know
My fortune tone
There is a building painted blue
it's on a hill and you won't ever call it home
Track Name: Caffeine
Hey babe, your summer smile has gone away
Ash tray, it's left me in a crooked haze
And it's strange that my heart beats the very same
as it did the day I came

Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo

Oo woo oo woo oo

Caffeine inside my mind is all aligned
Who thinks, who ever really has the time?
I'd like to see the color of your eyes
if they're neon white then I'll show you mine

Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo

Oo woo oo woo oo

Lightning bolts, the lightest snow
will fall and drive you home

Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo
Track Name: Providence
Last night walking down from Thayer Street the fires burned out in our dreams
but in the corner I could see that you were glancing back toward me
The river didn't make a sound, we sat too close and tried to count
the windows in the buildings rooted in the ground beneath our feet

Every couple months there comes a night
where I can tell you love me like I wish you would all of the time

Do you remember your green dress?
Or how we made this awful mess?
I want to start it all again

And on nights when I'm out with everyone
poisoning ourselves and having fun
I can't say "I'm scared and I'm alone,
this house is not a home without you"

The only thing I'll ever want to know
is where you've been and where you'll go
A single synapse in my mind
An on/off switch I'll never find

So I guess it always has to end, and when it does we'll start again
Do you remember what we said in September on my front step?