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No Pattern

by Soft Center

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1.
Alt Endings 03:10
In my dreams We are married What a terrible turn What a future to burn In some dark alley of my head Well instead I got lucky I got everything I want I got warm sunny days With alt endings and old haunts Every time I've felt on top it's A looking back Reminiscence Is it too late to call this off? You put on your jacket and you're Out the door In 30 second Feeling just a little lost Cause in my days I am happy Not a care in the sky Not a cloud in the world No bad weather over my head Well instead I got lucky I got everything I want I got warm sunny days With alt endings and old haunts Every time that I come home Feeling so low The television Is it too late to turn it off? Gripped by something a shade less than Pure duress or indecision Feeling just a little lost Cause in my dreams We were married But no better than before Life no less of a bore Nothing new underneath that sun Just as well I got lucky I got everything I want I got warm sunny days With alt endings and old haunts
2.
Loose Ends 01:54
The night you locked Me outside, I cried It was hard to handle Hard to be still Pounding on the windowsill And asking you to love me still The night you punched A hole in the wall It was hard to stand tall Hard to care at all We sent our friends away You sent roses, begging me to stay Another day It's another day Won't you stay Another day Another day The day you pushed me down To the ground Was Election Day and we were There to vote It felt like the whole town went the same way And you wrote me a note I rode my bike back home And freaked out with a good friend for a while I helped A babysit The kids were bouncing, crazy, hyper smiles I turned the dial I turned the dial I changed the song I turned the dial I turned the dial And we're here now A decade later Who could imagine that the time could move so fast I don't know where you are Probably in a bar Chicago, I heard last I hopin' you're ok I'm happy but I miss when we were friends Before you locked me out Before we left with all of these loose ends
3.
No Pattern 03:37
It’s a hard day When you wake up and see your own face When you look out into the human race And realize that you’re an acquired taste You don’t get paid And when you do it’s in no pattern You draw from bank accounts in tatters New lines of credit turn you down It’s still winter Your social circles have been splintered From feuds and breakups, relocations From bar to bar, station to station And when love fades Does it just slip away or cascade? Does the heat of the escapade Justify the grand charade? State by state, how much can you relegate, my friend? Must we negotiate again? How does it end? Well, I hope But it’s so hard to know when you don’t And I’ve yet to meet a man who can’t recant It’s a new year I still believe that I have conquered fear I still believe I have a career Until you go to work and leave me home And my city is like a lover who beats me I’m faithful to the point of pity I’m telling you, he still loves me He still loves me
4.
Fireworks 05:04
That was the summer we'd drive to Ohio each weekend Stock up on cheap cigarettes, fireworks, booze were our beacons Things were feeling Awfully out of control I was feeling Myself getting older and older We were drifting And drinking our evenings away But it was fun to light things on fire And then run screaming away That summer we set fires And then ran screaming away No forward motion, tread water, just staying in place All cheap shots and bong hits and picnics at pickerel lake Things were feeling Awfully out of control I was feeling Myself growing bolder and bolder We'd relax And laugh all our evenings away So fun to light things on fire And then run screaming away That summer we set fires And then ran screaming away Out at the cabin, it started to come crashing down Didn't trust anyone and I couldn't stop sneaking around Things were feeling Strange and full of fresh doubts I was looking For a clean and easy out We'd collapse each night And I needed to get away From lighting things on fire And then running screaming away From the summer we set fires And then ran from them screaming away
5.
Undressed 04:43
The time has come for you to choose Object, say no, flat out refuse The days are growing dim So you contract, stay home, stay in Each circle, pull it near The ocean made you dear The days now growing dark So snuff out each new spark It’s time, come clean, come home, clean house Cover the bed, the chairs, the couch Each day it grows more dull So you learn to sleep through every lull Each evening passes slow Object, refuse, say no The light is growing less Each night, slung low, undressed The days now growing dark So snuff out each new spark The time has come for you to change You try to call, you’re out of range The is growing less You try not to regress The song is fading out Let go of each fresh doubt The ocean made you dear Ring in the strange new year
6.
2008 02:16
We were so rough on our bodies All of those late night house parties Dude fell asleep in the bathtub Baby gave everyone back rubs We did it over and over We hid it under the covers Out on the corner, a fist fight Smoke in the fireplace all night I think we were dragging each other through it Quit your job, catch a flight, up all night again, do it Well, it’s quarter to 4, the next thing that you know it You sure talk a big game, girl, when you gonna show it Nobody knows what should come next Everyone living check to check Chugging a beer on your rooftop Having no fun all day nonstop Mornings were awfully painful Eggs, bacon, fistfuls of Advil Rain slanting against the window Corner of Nostrand and Myrtle
7.
When I was young Words would pour out from my brain Free in every known hour Or town But now they pour Onto keys Into computer screens Glowing blue by the light of An unnatural home And strings I made sing do now put me to shame I still got the same number but I've changed my name Is it just that my interest is starting to wane? Well I can't help but wonder if you feel the same I'd like to quit To a plot To a city unborn In an old wooded lot Off the street Would you come with, Without pause, In a beat up old ride? We'd have faces we know And some we've yet to meet Cause the strings I made sing do now put me to shame I've still got got the same number but I've changed my name Is it just that my interest is starting to wane? Well I can't help but wonder if you feel the same Well I'm open for business In spite of the time What you wanted was Christmas On St Valentine's Is it true that you've slept outside waiting in line For a future that arrived disguised as a crime?
8.
Wake up And go and check your phone Stay up You're going it alone You think you wanna Break away from the routine But keep on making that same scene Each day Pack out And head up to the bus Pack in You're the last person you'd trust Work and sleep and pay the bills Take waking up and sleeping pills Each day Because the whole world turned into a popularity contest overnight You're wondering what you could do that would somehow make this whole thing turn out right Or maybe it always was you were a little bit louder than your bite Wonder What this is all about Money Has flattened us all out Your kid self hates this older you There's no refuge to retreat to Each day And robots Have eaten up your brain What happened To not being the same You climbed another rung, well done You're six feet closer to the sun Each day The whole world always was a popularity contest from the start You try not to get involved but kid, I'm tellin’ you, you're gonna play your part So ready up your sleeves, some thread and needles and dislocate your heart The whole world always was a popularity contest, that refrain Until this point you watched it from a distance with amused, detached disdain So maybe it's time to reconsider your position and vote with an abstain
9.
East Jesus 03:07
Things here are always changing It can be hard to get your bearing Left for dead by the state So pack up your belongings Get a camper, take some kindling Let’s you and me make a date I’ll meet you in the desert when it all turns to shit You know it’s gonna happen, so why not deal with it? We’ll run away together, leave this burning world behind. East Jesus, summer, 2029 Feels like the world’s collapsing Does no good to take an aspirin Hey, buddy, do you have a guy? Why settle for amnesia When you could have pure anesthesia Or better yet, a sunny place to die? So I’ll meet you in the desert when the big one hits You know it’s gonna happen, so why not plan for it? We’ll watch the world go up in flames with others of our kind East Jesus, summer, 2029
10.
Temple 03:58
One stick for Dorothy The one who once raised me All dogwoods and grapefruit Syrup and hot soup Down in the kitchen Or up in the bedroom Secreted to altars But never to falter One stick for Robert Surrogate grandfather Worn down places in wood That once made you feel good Out in the backyard Or up on the river A strong boot, a strong hand One that never quivered Feels like nothin’s happening’ here But things are happening all the time And for Buddy, once more For bad jokes, parquet floors Too dry martinis Show tunes and Puccinis The traffic on West End Cold nights at the cabin Always was a chimney Smoking on his balcony The temple’s a chimney Smoke just like his balcony

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released October 19, 2018

Gina Pensiero: vocals, guitars, additional percussion
Sean Lango: guitars, everything else
additional background vocals by Emily Bate
recorded and mixed by Beau Sorenson
mastered by Scott Hull
artwork by Derek Bradley

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Soft Center New York

"No Pattern” is the debut album from Soft Center, long-time friends and collaborators Gina Pensiero (songwriting, vocals, guitar) and Sean Lango (guitar and everything else).

“Beautiful song writing, incredible production. 'No Pattern' is a testament to great album making- something all but lost in the digital age." -Pat Byrne, Best Show
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