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Everyone Else

by ManDancing

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1.
shows 02:13
They don’t come to your shows. You could be dead tomorrow. You don’t actually know. How could you lead if you don’t follow? They like the sound of your voice. It blends in nice with all the other noise. And what do you care what you say? It never really did much anyway. Well, I don’t know where to start. I’m starting to think that I shouldn’t think to hard. Come see everything. You don’t need anything at all.
2.
broken 02:58
Have you ever seen everyone so broken? Have you ever seen everyone so afraid? Have you realized yet that these people are mirrors of your fear, and that you are everyone else inside your head? I don’t want to commit suicide. But things can become really dark sometimes. I’m learning it’s a choice I make every morning I wake up to forgive myself and be grateful for my life. Friends that used to be there they’re not here. I think they think that I have disappeared. I still love them, and though things, they change, I hope they know that I am still right here. I admit that I’m ignorant to this. And I admit sometimes I don’t give a shit. But for some reason I love to sing in the halls where no one is. You really can do anything that you want.
3.
(the) words 03:05
It’s easier to watch someone else live out your dreams instead of waking up just to do the same. There is a comfort in seeing it get played out, but you’re not playing now and this is not a game. This is reality and I hope you get something out of it. I’m shouting now, but it helps to keep me from forgetting your name. If we all sing together and not focus on the “whether or not’s”, let us set our eyes onto something that we all can believe in. Believe me, it’s true. Like me and you, you and us, us and them. Let’s be family again. But you lack the words you need to say, so you close your eyes and you say things anyway. Choose your path wisely, hold your head high, see past what your eyes can perceive. And would you love me unconditionally? Traditionally that sounds fishy to me, but we all have to swim in biggest of seas. We all have to swim, don’t we? But you lack the words you need to say, so you close your eyes and you say things anyway. You lack the words you want to say, so you close your eyes. Just close your eyes
4.
I lost my head, and then I left your open hand. Now, I’m dying to get back to it. I’m wrought with fear of being able to hurt someone so much. What comes after this? I threw stones again, just to see where they’d land. I talked her ear off about nothing, and how everyone is different. That’s what makes us exactly the same. It’s a nice literary device to explain how none of this works all of the time. And I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve been up there. But never by myself. I threw stones again, just to see where they’d land. I threw stones again, but never by myself
5.
(beer) cases 02:44
I’ve been looking over my shoulder. It’s like my seatbelt is broken. If I crash again this time, I won’t be so easily saved. Staring at the case with my full moon, I’m drowning off your name. The camera’s on and it don’t turn off for ya. Don’t try to feel the same. I know it’s not right, and no, I don’t mind. Walking around my bedroom like I’ve never been here before. You don’t call for much. It’s an easy out. You don’t talk about it. You and I, don’t think it’s over. I’ve been looking over shoulder
6.
(lit) ocean 04:49
You’re biting the ice-spiced summer with the summer-time top down. Filling fool’s gold, truth is undiscovered in the underfed crop, now. Gripping the sticks on the crypt that lifted your lips with a string. Slipping to drinks, it’s sick thinking, but you could still sing. You don’t know me and this all an act. Searching for you in the refunds of my taxed back. Checking the mail, set getting sales, saving to inhale your own gravestone. Write on mine, the times that I was alive, filled with unsent texts from my paid phone. I do love you and I shouldn’t have to prove that. But “should” never could’ve understood the loving movement in your tact. Your sense of humor keeps me happy sane healthy Your sense of humor is in my name. Get on up and come along. Put it work and write your song. Build a house and make it strong. Get on up, and come along.
7.
humor (hah) 02:52
You’re biting the ice-spiced summer with the summer-time top down. Filling fool’s gold, truth is undiscovered in the underfed crop, now. Gripping the sticks on the crypt that lifted your lips with a string. Slipping to drinks, it’s sick thinking, but you could still sing. You don’t know me and this all an act. Searching for you in the refunds of my taxed back. Checking the mail, set getting sales, saving to inhale your own gravestone. Write on mine, the times that I was alive, filled with unsent texts from my paid phone. I do love you and I shouldn’t have to prove that. But “should” never could’ve understood the loving movement in your tact. Your sense of humor keeps me happy sane healthy Your sense of humor is in my name. Get on up and come along. Put it work and write your song. Build a house and make it strong. Get on up, and come along.
8.
It’s weird when you feel like you don’t want to do anything but smoke another cigarette and speedy up the clock. I’m overwhelmed by my relationships. I wish I could see everyone, but selfishly I smoke a spliff in the park and take walk. Strolling, I see faces and try to smile as I pass by them, then turn to see a lonely goose who must’ve its flock. But she takes off with grace and effortlessly starts to catch the wind while I’m sitting with these worn out hands drawing lines of chalk. And they’ll get washed away one day, and so will I, but it’s okay. While I’m alive I’d like to say that I really care. But words don’t count unless there’s action now. It’s your job, go build a house with open doors and let the spirit out. Don’t waste your breath with empty promises, it creates another weight to lift over your head. The ego is dead when the “I” does not exist.
9.
If I was lost in the ocean, would you know where to find me? Lifeless. Sent floating. Fell short of ship. The undertow: swept drowning in choices that I make. Still, I see your reflection. It’s hiding behind my face. The sun went down. I started dreaming of dark things. When I woke up I just lied in bed and lied to myself. I’ve been biting my tongue in my sleep, and I can tell by the cuts when I wake up. I bleed out the words that I lack the courage to say, though I keep telling myself, “there’s no need to be afraid.” And I’ve been scratching my face in my sleep, and I can tell by the cuts when I wake up. I claw off the masks that I like to wear day to day, to show you and everyone else that, “I’m not afraid.” But it’s not my fault. I didn’t ask to be here. Neither did you, just like the rest of us. So before we move on any further, can we please forgive each other? We’re all lost in the ocean. If I’ve been lost in the ocean, then you’ve already saved me. Drowning with my arm stretched out patiently waiting.
10.
teapot 01:37

about

Given the winter the East Coast has just survived, it's appropriate to emerge from the bleakness with a record that eases out of its own icy shell. ManDancing's Everyone Else emerged in winter 2016, prior to political shifts at home and abroad, but carries no less weight than it did when quietly released online. In fact, this record from five New Jersey residents seems more potent than ever with its 2018 reissue. It's at once intimate and ferocious, a windswept combination of hushed pronouncements and gasped confessions.

ManDancing's emotional compass magnetizes to vocalist and rhythm guitarist Stephen G Kelly, whose voice wavers between confidence and catharsis. The spectral nature of his delivery is a genre in itself. It waxes elegiac on the alt-country sway of “stones (again) ((and again))” as percussion spikes and splinters behind it, before breaking free into a desperate wail. It's this upward curve that carries the arrangements forward, a force that could explode any moment into something unpredictable, warped, yet altogether fitting of such visceral songwriting. Even the song titles match this uncertain nature, tacking on parenthetical comments as notes from the East Coast music scene and Kelly's fumbling conscience.

Above all, Everyone Else promises a narrative that finds its characters trying to define their own independence. Is it more isolating than liberating? Amidst the haze of young adulthood, the beer cans, and the skipped house shows, ManDancing navigates what it's like to feel positively undone and unlimited at the same time. It's hard and it's an impossible thing, but it's always part of growing older.

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released March 21, 2018

songs written by Stephen K.
produced and engineered by Ben Petty
mixed by Mark Bucci at Fort Blanket Studios
mastered by Adam Cichocki at Timber Studios
"lost in the ocean" engineered by Joe Webster at PonderRosa Studios
album cover by Seiichi Daimo, Peter Kelly and Stephen K.
special thanks to Innovative Percussion

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