And After 2012, Came​.​.​. 2013.

by Your Marginally Talented Photographer Girlfriend

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This is our first album. It's only 15 minutes long so if you want to call it an EP knock yourself out.

There's a lot of experimenting with recording going on here because of lack of access to the proper equipment, like using mics on video cameras, web cams, different editing software, other shit. The tracks were all made between July 2012 and March 2013. By the end of that time we started figuring our sound out more and also got our hands on some better equipment, so it seemed a good time to put out there what we've done so far. The track listing is chronological to show how we developed. We think we get a little better with each song for the most part. There are videos for many of these songs on Youtube, the playlist is linked in the sidebar.

The picture used for the album cover is from a photo somebody took with Joe's phone after he left it in a bathroom somewhere, and we have no idea who it is. Perfect.

Lastly, your enjoyment of the songs will mostly be much greater if you look at the lyrics.

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released April 7, 2013

guitars, drum programming, mixing - Christian Banfield
vocals, lyrics, videos, artwork, mixing - Joe Quinn

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Your Marginally Talented Photographer Girlfriend Brooklyn, New York

This band consists of Christian Banfield and me, Joe Quinn. Having been in bands before but feeling sort of left behind, we had talked a lot about wanting to make really heavy (yet comical) music together but were missing the contacts, equipment, money, time, etc. We decided to do it anyway, starting off with almost no equipment beyond a guitar and a webcam and gradually getting our shit together. ... more

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Track Name: My Sister Has A Cold
sniffy stuffy sneezy all day long
it's not a big deal but something's wrong
my sister has a cold
my sister has a cold
my sister has a cold
my sister has a cold
she has a little bit of a headache
it's long before it's all that she can take
i think she might have caught it from her boyfriend rick
i hope she doesn't get me sick
itchy stuffy sneezy cough
liquid poop and canker sores
you can catch it from a rain storm
drink hot fluids and stay warm
my sister has a cold
my sister has a cold
my sister has a cold
Track Name: The Dog Is So Cute
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
pet his fuckin soft little head, and
scratch his butt cuz that gives him joy
he'll role over and you scratch his belly
now give him a treat cuz he's a good boy

he is so cute
he is adorabllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllle
woof

oooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
sam is a fuckin sweet little cutie pie
he has ears and he has a tail
sam is a fuckin baby little dumpling
with a head like an anvil and a heart like a whale

he is so cute
he is adorabllllllllllllllllllllllle
meow

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
how fuckin cute is the dog?
how fuckin cute is the dog?
how fuckin cute is the dog?
how fuckin cute is
saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam?

blablablblblblbaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!
when he is waking after sleeping
he's just like a muffin: toasty, soft, yet firm
go back to sleep and he's filled with cream cheese
wake up to him pressing you, that was just a drirm

he is so cute
he is adorablllllllllllllllllllllle

cute
adorable
so cute
Track Name: 6 Foot 7
you see me on the street and you get excited
just gotta find out the precise feet and inches
don't worry i don't mind, go ahead and ask me
no i don't play basketball but boxing is a cinch, yes

what do you mean?
if i had your height

i'd be out there on the court,
morning noon and every night
i'd be the best at basket ball,
half-court shots and taking flight
what do you mean now you don't play
what a fucking waste of height
football, baseball, anything?
what a fucking waste of life

oh i can't play cuz i'm too clumsy
but it's not important to me
okay look dick, i don't understand you
it's like you don't know basketball is just a game!

look man sorry, didn't mean to yell there
it's just you're the 5th one today to ask me
as far as i'm concerned basketball is okay
just not for me a particular interest

listen. to yourself
you could dunk. without even trying.

busting moves so fucking hard
spinning dunks that break the board
interceptions, 3-point shots
passing dunking so damn hot
down below they're scared of me
jumping to see what i see
taking shots and getting swatted
i'd be king yo what what what?

i think it's unfortunate that
you've such passion for this thing that
you're too short to be much good at
how did this get so important?
basketball is just a game and
baseball's also just a game and
football too is just a game and
that is fine cuz games are fun but don't forget to use your mind
Track Name: Brutally Morbid Homeless Person
abandon all life
by darkness and chaos
let sickness be your shadow
the ones forever lost.

cookies no more
strangers everywhere
ride that train
to who knows where

thin the blood
satanic chemistry
never again
hygiene or dentistry

you got well
scored a taylormade
you fly signs
not worship satan
more drama than
the united nations
you're homeless
congratulations
Track Name: Face Off
she said a chimpanzee
ripped her fuckin face off.
is this the police?
he ripped her fuckin face off.

HELP! PLEASE! BRING YOUR GUN!
A CHIMPANZEE IS KILLING MY FRIEND!
mam, please, just calm down.
i'm gonna hafta ask ya to just calm down.
WHAT? HELP! YOUR THE POLICE?
SENDS SOME COPS NOW SEND SEND SEND!
mam, what? i'm eating a donut
don't you understand i'd hafta put it down?
YES I UNDERSTAND!
PUT IT FUCKING DOWN!
mam please watch you mouth
put what fucking down?

A FUCKING CHIMPANZEE
RIPPED HER FUCKING FACE OFF
TRAVIS THE CHIMPANZEE
RIPPED SOMEONE'S FUCKING FACE OFF

LOOK! SHIT! SHE HAS NO FACE!
SHE'S BEING HERSELF AND TRYING REALLY HARD!
hey wait, we're still the police
we kind of suck at doing our jobs

YOU HAD A CHIMPANZEE NAMED TRAVIS.
HE WAS YOUR FRIEND'S BEST FRIEND.
NOW YOU'RE ON TALK SHOWS WITH AN
ARTIFICIAL FACE.
THAT MUST BE REALLY DIFFICULT
I SYMPATHIZE WITH YOU
YOU ARE A BRAVE WOMAN AND
FUCK THE POLICE
Track Name: Valar Morghulis
barathean: ours is the fury
stark: winter is coming
lanaster: hear me roar
arryn: as high as honor
tully: family, duty honor
tyrel: growing strong
martel: unbowed, unbent, unbroken
grayjoy: we do not sew

what is dead can never die
but rises again, stronger

barathean: crowned black stag
stark: grey dire wolf
lanaster: golden lion
grayjoy: a golden kraken

what is dead can never die
but rises again, stronger
Track Name: The Universe is a Hyperbolic Manifold
the universe, or so i'm told, is a hyperbolic /manifold
but/when you pass from math to reality
you lose the /element of certainty
but if this model you accept
the shape must be the intersection
of a 4d plane with a 4d shape
to be consistent with our concept of time and space

we can put a topology
on the set of manifolds of dimension three
under which the set is compact
and its volume function has quasi-continuity
this implies that there exists a 3-manifold that's smallest
in 1985 it was identified by jeffrey weeks
and folks hypothesized

that the weeks
manifold
was a model
for the universe

oh yeah

but that one violates what i/said in the beginning:
it's not a cross-section of a 4d thing
which manifold has the proper shape is
yet to be determined
and it's gonna take
a lot of hard work to figure this out
and even if we do there's a certain amount
of error built in/to our assumptions
about the nature of the place we live in
Track Name: Low Guy, High Guy, Gay Guy
i am a death metal vocalist
i specialize in low and serious
and i'm the fuckin guy who sounds like this
so pissed off and fuckin losin my shit

uh
uh
ah!
rho
AH!
rrr
bplrplbrpl
Uuh.

high high low low high high high high
low low high high low low both
i try really hard to sound fuckin scarey
while i've simply lost my mind i'm so fuckin angry

fuck!
fuck you
kill me
kill your-
self

and then there's me,
i fuckin suck
i come along,
ruin the song.

but sometimes you tolerate that guy for a minute
if the rest of the song is all brutal and shit
with really good parts with me and him
then dope as hell lines with both of them

burn the world and listen to metal, bitch.
Track Name: Emotions
[Emotions, by Dorothea Lasky]

The flat balloon
Wraps around the child's face.

This is how it feels when you talk to me,
I can't get out of it and you say very little.

My hands are holding
The balloon tightly on the child's face.

I want to feel life.
I want to feel

The pain that the clouds have made for me.
Suddenly the child springs up, gets me a present, and says thank you.

His dog follows after him
And his dog is made of snow and so am I.