Broken Years

by Man Problems

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Drums tracked in a garage.
Guitars tracked in a mother's bedroom.
Bass and keys tracked in a living room.

Thanks to Sylvia Fernandes for allowing us to constantly make noise in her house and helping buy the equipment that made this possible.

Thanks to our good friend Frank Alex Huang for the album artwork.

Thanks to all the friends and family who supported us.

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released June 12, 2015

Ryan Fernandes- guitars, bass, drums, vocals, keys, mixing, production, mastering

Jacob Hood- guitars, drums, vocals

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Man Problems Berkeley, California

We got born and didn't really know what else to do with ourselves

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Track Name: Yogurt Park
It wasn't long ago-- familiarity and heart and home were at my fingertips, arms outstretched. I can't rest. I can't heal. One door closed and two eyes closed. Those clothes don't hold me anymore; it hurts not to hear small waves ripple towards me, nor share the pretty vistas. I used to call the sky my friend. (Destroy me.) Remember (destroy me), don't hold back (destroy me). Have a heart (destroy me). Give me life.
Track Name: The East Bay
I'll know this life for around three more years, after which I guess I'll break my promises. Don't remind me of listless Wednesday afternoons, I'm better off feeling like I'm better off now...

I'm not.

Where are we? (Stand down.) The bay mist fills me with more regret than my swollen heart can handle. Where are we now? (The East Bay fills me with more regret than I can handle.)
Track Name: Lighting Stuff on Fire
I've seen half these colors before, but this time around, no poetry abounds. And in these leaves, I see old cried-upon pictures and reminders that, if I tried, maybe things would be better. The ceiling has borne witness to a stream of the same shades that whispered romance on that poorly lit porch. I've emptied my pitcher again. If I tried, maybe things would be better.
Track Name: At This Point in Time
I probably should know better by now than to grasp for hopes and dreams. One day we'll share our touch and our time. And cognac or brandy, sweet as those days. Stand around the corner, waiting for the time. Stand around the corner. Saccharine design. Wish that one day we'll share our touch and our time. And cognac or brandy, sweet as those days. Wish that...
Track Name: Midnight Coffee
I hadn't the foresight. Imagine that in a year's time the afternoons would become such dull displays. It's reminiscent of any number of childhood faults, but to me, this tainted air smells like love. After two mostly broken years, I still can't get it right.
Track Name: Hernia
Every moment blurs by my lachrymose eyes, and I can't cope. It's been so long since I last watched Orion diving into the horizon. I'd have died happy had that oxygen gone stale in my incapable lungs.

And it was blue! Blue like the sky it replaced, and from where so much saltwater spilled in your name.
Track Name: Hankering for Another Frankering
Brazen, clean-shaven for the occasion. But reminded at best, I'd be left bereft of a warm touch and soft caress.
Track Name: Last Minute
Up two flights to fight two fights: too thin and should've been. Don't refrain. Maybe I'll make it another twenty years. The summer moonlight's sultry glow doesn't soothe my skin anymore.