Patterns in the Static

by The Classic Crime

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H.L.
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H.L. Each year the same story: My wife (handmade pop music) and I (black metal maniac) go on holiday. We need some "soft" but honest music for long car drives. It is a tough week in advance to dive deeply into musical scrap to find some pearls like THE CLASSIC CRIME! This album really rocks, sounding more British than American. The first seven songs plus the stormy "Cold Loud Dark" are catchy killers and this is an almost perfect result for an album. A fat pillar in this years's holiday soundtrack! Favorite track: Alien.
Joshua "bloodbought" Mosher
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Joshua "bloodbought" Mosher This album as a whole is just great. Love it! I love the throwback to an old TCC song too at the very end, of the very end...
Nathan Clauser
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Nathan Clauser I love this so freaking much. It is so mature in thought that I listen to it multiple times and get different things out of the music and the lyrics. Best record to date! (But the previous albums are amazing as well) Favorite track: PITS.
Capra Irata
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Capra Irata After dozens of full-length repeats I can comfortably say this has become one of my favorite TCC albums, up there with Phoenix and The Silver Cord. I'm a sucker for their melancholic side, and the second half of this album has those tracks in abundance. Favorite track: The Water's Edge.
justicekesner
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justicekesner Here we go, TCC is the only band with this big of a discography to never let me down my hopes are high
Jeffrey Fostyk
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Jeffrey Fostyk I’ve told many people that if I was stranded on a deserted island and could only listen to one band the rest of my life, the choice is simple. TCC for life and eternity!
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1.
Tectonic plates are shifting over time Slower than my eyes can see But I feel fine It culminates in Every interaction Until I find that who I was Is far from where I am Now there’s an ocean between us It’s alright to face the changes (You don't have to stay the same) It’s alright to find your own way out There’s so many different places (Where the boundaries are erased) Where you can see for miles and miles So many faces that I left behind And every one has given me some change of mind So much to find out But there’s so little time How do I hold on to all of them When I look back they’re gone Now there’s an ocean between us It’s alright to face the changes (You don't have to stay the same) It’s alright to find your own way out There’s so many different places (Where the boundaries are erased) Where you can see for miles and miles Out in the wild We will run Follow signposts at the crossroads to the sun Out in the wild For miles and miles Facing milestones with the wisdom of a child It’s alright to face the changes It’s alright to find your own way out There’s so many different places (Where the boundaries are erased) Where you can see for miles and miles Out in the wild
2.
Highlights 03:57
When I’m alone with no words to say Sometimes I sit and just watch the rain come down I’m waiting by the window now It’s been awhile I remember back when I was eight So many hours in a single day I’d wait Tapping on the fish tank And watching them swim away So what would it feel like To be bored again Waiting on a friend With no distractions We’re not gonna get any younger Let’s slow it down Waste some time in the here and now It’s not over yet We’ll get older and realize The little things we did to kill some time Became the greatest highlights As I get older and the weeks fly by I try to catch up but I blink my eyes And now I’m 35 Forgetting what it’s like To watch the tide roll in from the ocean So what would happen if we tried to make it stop Watch the ticking of the clock Move in slow motion We’re not gonna get any younger Let’s slow it down Waste some time in the here and now It’s not over yet We’ll get older and realize The little things we did to kill some time Became the greatest highlights It’s never gonna stop now So we gotta slow it down Get off this merry-go-round (Merry-go-round) With some time to kill It’s never gonna stop now So we gotta slow it down Get off this merry-go-round Every moment now Is a highlight reel
3.
Alien 03:20
I’m a liar if it looks like I know what I’m doing The bitter truth is It’s like I’m standing in the center of a big intersection Asking directions But no one slows They got places to go And they don’t see me but I Just need a ride to an office Or a job application (yeah right) Maybe I’ll fake them Oh, I lost my way Another lonely ghost Back from the barren plain So I’ll just wait For all the doors to close Take me away again I am the patron saint of chaos If you pray I will answer with nothing How I survived out there without wasting away It’s a cosmic mystery And I don’t want to go back, no But it’s clear nobody wants me here So when they’re tired they can look to the horizon and find me Just a shadow shimmering Oh, I lost my way Another lonely ghost Back from the barren plain So I’ll just wait For all the doors to close And take me away again All I’ve known Is a wasteland as my home So I will go When all the doors close again They never let me back in Not after where I’ve been I’m just an alien I’m just an alien
4.
Oh, we live in jaded times And every moment flies by Making it so meaningless Older don’t get better without pain But if I die on every mountain How am I gonna live? I’m digging in the the backyard again Watching all the clouds float by on the wind And then it hits me If you got love (got love) Got love (got love) If you got love to give If you got love (got love) Got love (got love) If you got love to give Give it to the past and present Give it to the future and your friends And take the moment Oh, we live in such a daze Been stuck inside a maze Waiting for the walls to cave in And everyone’s avoiding the now The only place to find a way out Inside the moment If you got love (got love) Got love (got love) If you got love to give If you got love (got love) Got love (got love) If you got love to give Give it to the past and present Give it to the future and your friends And take the moment
5.
Remember when the neighborhood was ours Bikes on the sidewalk Passing cars In the never ending summer of ’92 Sun bleached hair, freckled faces Simple things to do And at the end of each day When our shadows stretched out We’d swear to meet again Soon as the sun came back around Do you remember the streetlights Riding home on our bikes So sad to see the sun go down When every day was a lifetime We couldn’t wait to get outside On the sidewalks in our hometown Do you remember when the cops were called Watched as the marriages fell apart I swear when I graduate I’m gone Into the great beyond The only thing I know Is I’m getting out of this town Where everything moves slow I’m not coming home Not coming down What’s it gonna take How did we get separated From the things that we used to do In the these early august days I can feel my heart ache For the summer of ’92 I know it wasn’t perfect But I feel like I’ve been searching For a memory that I lost of you What’s it gonna cost To recover from the loss Maybe a lifetime or two All of the roads we went down Without a map we found our way All of the timeless wonders The sun in the sky The endless days We couldn’t stay
6.
The Outside 03:35
Aim for the best But I’ll settle for better Good men don’t run, no No matter the weather I’m quick to think But I’m slow to believe it Quick to give But I’m slow to receive it Forgot the feeling of having some fun the wholesome kind like from when we were young Always the same and I never was The here and now and the yet to come So come on I’ve heard there’s victory somewhere on The outside It’s never too late To get past the gates Out into the night Open your mind To the outside In darkness you find The spark of a light Makes you feel alive Open your mind Shunned by the village so I burned it down To get some warmth from that cold cold town I feel a little less resentful now Ready to push a few more fences down You got a god who can fit in your pocket You got a dream you can buy from a store And they’re protected by suburban denial I get the feeling like you’re ready for more So come on I’ve heard there’s victory Somewhere on the outside There in the hospital Back from the fringes of the fold Starving but somehow full Broken but brand new burning soul Nothing’s impossible On the outside
7.
PITS 03:48
Angry ghosts keep me company Eyes are closed but I’m awake I can’t sleep deeply Unless I’ve been drinking Enough to drown out what they say And what they say is more than I can take Oh, what a warped way to learn from my mistakes There are patterns in the static Noises in my attic Voices in my head keep me awake I’m on the brink of madness And I can’t help but laugh at this Oh, what a way Oh, what a way to learn from my mistakes Nobody gets away with anything All must bear the balance sheet So I befriend the voices They’ve taught me some songs I guess But, oh how the truth stings when they speak And what they say Is more than I can take Oh what a warped way to learn from my mistakes Not awake but fighting sleep I just hope I can dream again But there’s patterns in the static Noises in my attic Voices in my head keep me awake I’m on the brink of madness And I can’t help but laugh at this Oh, what a way Oh, what a way to learn from my mistakes
8.
Goodbyes were said Before I lost all sense of consequence At midnight tearing down I hold it under By the neck The cold eyed creature of my consciousness Can’t sleep before it drowns I hold it under It took years to get this good At sending myself into oblivion Into oblivion I am almost there I am almost there again If I don’t wanna die Why do I need the nothing? Who am I anyway? Why do I always have to destroy to create Backstage in the mirror (Oh, I bet you are!) Caught up in stories about how my former glory is lost And how I used to be better (You were never good!) I agree but that still leaves me with two choices And one, is isolate myself and drink too much and burn it down And two, is to just quit But I can’t do it I’ve over committed So number one it is Right or wrong, the map that finds these songs Always sends me into oblivion Looking for a light In this darkness All the lonely nights Traveling into oblivion
9.
Couldn’t keep the walls From caving in Looked beyond the loss And I saw no end Didn’t mean to be a disappointment My friend I told you years ago I’m not heaven sent Not heaven sent This is what happens when You tell your truth to the river And it keeps on flowing by You plant your flag on the summit Just to turn around to find It goes higher than the sky It goes higher than your minds eye This is what happens when You raise your voice to the storm cloud And the lightning strikes your boat And you know there’s no hope for the willfulness That kept your ignorance afloat I’m sorry if you hate me now Or if you pity my lot But I’ll keep on singing Like it’s the only thing I’ve got Like it’s the only thing I’ve got
10.
I don’t know, I don’t know I don’t know anything at all The older I get the more I know that Not enough to wish and hope We must make maps beyond the wall it’s pulling me out and I can’t go back But I am a shadow, I’m a liar, I’m a lesson never learned I am a coward, but I’ll buy a second chance I never earned I got this feeling like I’m starting again Nothing but smoke in my hands I got no hope in my head, no Without believing In the black and the white I got no reason to fight Except the need for survival I don’t know, I don’t know I don’t know, I don’t know I never left that stop me anyway Where it’s too dark to see Too cold to breathe Too loud to think That’s where I find my way I am a shadow, I’m a liar, I’m a lesson learned I am a coward, but I’ll buy a second chance I’ve earned It’s in the deep Where the fight is instinctive Out of the fold There are fires to find It’s in the cold, loud, dark and delinquent It’s in the storm At the end of the line
11.
Give me a drink cause I’m starting to think that I’m broken Got no confession but still my reflection provokes it I hold the gavel and judgements unravel for who I’ve been Feeling the weight of the all Medicating the turbulence The mask in the mirror is not getting clearer to comprehend Where do I begin When will I see it again At the waters edge With no answers left What will I see Is it me or just a stranger again I’m at the waters edge In my anxiousness What’s does it mean To be seen Without the need to defend Left to myself in both sickness and health I can’t do it Skin deep interactions Distraction’s the way to get through it Everyone tells me that I should be happy for where I’ve been But selling and sharing the shell that I’m wearing is wearing thin Hoping to find and in time recognize my own reflection Where do I begin Never let anyone know that Underneath the surface What a vulnerable, nervous Child I am but If I can trust the process If I can find what I lost this Innocence I once had I’ll see it again At the waters edge With no answers left What does it mean Is it me or just a stranger again
12.
I walk to the top of a hill To see the sunrise over mountains far away And just be still And it brightens wherever it spills And peels away the last semblance of night The colors reclaimed by the light But theres a space between always and never On a clear day you can see forever I had a dream they were coming There was a gun in my hand It was heavy and cold Empty of ammunition And it felt like thunder As the devil and god Both came for my soul Right before I woke up I walk to the top of a hill Torn between two faces that aren’t mine The hateful and unreachably divine And I watch how the dawn repeats As all the cowards cave to outrage And the imposters act pristine But there’s a place between always and never On a clear day I can see forever I drop back in And I can’t find a way out now As I drown inside the ocean of myself Don’t know if I’m the weapon Or if I’m the war Something faceless screams “Open the door” So go ahead and spit your poison out Go ahead and take your cheap shots I’ve never been too proud This is the end…

about

Reflective Seattle rock outfit The Classic Crime has consistently produced infectious melodies and thoughtful lyrics since meeting each other in 2003. Starting with 4 releases on Seattle-based Tooth & Nail Records between 2006-2010, and continuing on independently since 2012’s self-funded “Phoenix”, The Classic Crime is one of the few left in rock music who haven’t run out of things to say. The band enters 2020 with their new album “Patterns in the Static,” a nuanced independent production zeroing in on the perils of modern life with lush indie rock and pop arrangements. Time has shaped The Classic Crime, and PITS explores that time's speed, character and effects with ear-catching up-tempo shuffles, exuberant anthems and melancholy ballads.

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released February 28, 2020

Produced by Matt MacDonald & Eric Lilavois

Engineered by Eric Lilavois & Julian Anderson at London Bridge Studio, Seattle, WA

Additional recording and editing by Matt MacDonald

Mixed by Matt Goldman*

*Summer of ’92 Mixed by Dave Holdredge, The Only Thing Mixed by Dan Koch

Mastered by Troy Glessner at S.P.E.C.T.R.E. Mastering

Special thanks to these friends and collaborators:

Dan Koch for pre-production help, additional arranging & additional lead guitar.

Liam O’Neill for playing drums on the record.

Robbie Negrin for additional lead guitar.

Matt Carter for playing the solo on Take the Moment

Producer/songwriters Chris Keene, Andy Othling, Dave Holdredge and Aaron Sternke for offering their time, skills and resources early on in the writing process.

Additional group vocals on Miles and Miles and Cold Loud Dark by Alan Clark, Brendon Cloyd, Jordan Celoni, Matt Harris & Matt MacDonald.

Art Direction by Matt MacDonald

Packaging Design & Layout by James Wightman

Songs written by Matthew James MacDonald (Scotsman, ASCAP)

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