How's Your Static Pop?

by YON

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"Static Pop" is a story about living in Boston, loving your friends, learning from the past, and leaving no stone unturned. That might sound corny, but that's only because I like it that way. My life is a stage, and my voice is loud.

See ya next time.

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released September 25, 2014

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YON is singer/songwriter Ian Matthews' indie/alternative/lo-fi project based in Boston!

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Track Name: (We're Not) The Counterculture
I was trying to imagine there were trains outside my window
But all I got was some rain and it's pouring down
Yeah it's pouring down
And I, I don't mind the sound, I don't mind the sound

Long ago in this very same place I thought I might move to Seattle
But plans always change
Yeah they always change
But now, I'm here to stay, I'm here to stay

Cause Boston was always the way, was always the place

And all night long, listen to the words of this or any other song
And all us kids, yeah we're not the counterculture
But we wish we could have been around to make a little difference
In this fucked up world we live in

So here we are, the ones who still believe
Believe

It's harder to imagine that the best is yet to come
When all I've got is a bed and some friends and some pot
And that's not a lot
But you, you got what you got, and that's what I've got

There used to be a time when people got themselves together
To end a war or to open a door for someone
Or to just have fun
But I, I hope that time, isn't done

And all night long, listen to the words of this or any other song
And all us kids, yeah we're not the counterculture
We just wish we could have been around to make a little difference
In this fucked up world we live in

And all day long, listen to the words of this or any other goddamn song
And all us kids, yeah we're not the counterculture
We just wish we could have been there to make a little difference
In this fucked up world we live in

The ones who still believe
The ones who still believe
Track Name: I'll Think of You Ironically, or Something
It’s that millennial dream
You think you’re getting what you want but it’s never what it seems
Do you know what I mean?

You’re lying to me
When you do that it fucks with my perception of reality
Do you know what I mean?

Tell me
Yes or no
And I’ll tell you
Where we can
Go from here
Go from here

If I could have it all
I’d probably have you, and also maybe drugs and alcohol

Tell me
Yes or no
And I’ll tell you
Where we can
Go from here
Go from here

I know now
I’ve made some
Mistakes
More than once
And I know now
It’s better this way
If that’s what you say

That's what you say
Track Name: Cigarette Break
I understand why you would wanna go
But you’ve learned a lesson I already know
That its hard to be with someone
When that someone always wants to be alone

We never had no promises to keep
And I never did like trying to count sheep
But you never like your own name
Till you hear somebody say it in their sleep

And I just wanted to let you know
I don't even care very much anymore
And I just wanted to let you know
It's ok if you don't care very much anymore
Anymore, whoa oh

I guess you were my cigarette break
There was never really all that much at stake
But I’m not much to begin with
So there wasn’t much of me for you to take

And I just wanted to let you know
I don't even think of you much anymore
And I just wanted to let you know
Its ok if you don't care very much anymore
Anymore, whoa oh

I’m not much to begin with
So there wasn’t much of me for you to take
Track Name: I Was An Electron
I was an electron
I was buzzing around the outside of my own head
It still doesn't quite make any sense
And people were dancing
But I wasn't dancing, no I'm not the dancing type
Unless that's what you like

But I don't know what to do
Cause everything is fucked
And everything just sucks
And I wanna sleep next to you
And who would have thought it through
That I'm only a person, I only got worse, and then you were just gone

And I was an electron

I was in a painting
A landscape in oil with pigments of purple and red
I know it was mostly a mess
And then I was running
But you weren't running and you didn't seem to be scared
But maybe there was nothing there

But I don't know what to do
Cause everything is fucked
And everything just sucks
And I wanna sleep next to you
And who would have thought it through
That I'm only a person, I only got worse, and then you were just gone

And I was an electron

This is my dance space, and you have your dance space
You stay in yours, I'll stay in mine
But here in my landscape, the brushstrokes take your shape
I'd let you stay if you had time

But I don't know what to do
Cause everything is fucked
And everything just sucks
And I wanna sleep next to you
And who would have thought it through
That I'm only a person, I only got worse, and then you were just gone
I'm only a person, I only got worse, and then you were just gone

And I was an electron
Track Name: Intravenous (This is What We Listen to When We Hotbox Your Shower)
You went straight to my bloodstream
Analgesic like morphine
You went straight to my bloodstream
It was so damn painless, I cant even feel a thing
No I can't even feel a thing

It's that kind of evening
Watching bugs on the ceiling
And I’m not one to believe in
Much of anything, but I’m still breathing
Yeah I'm still breathing

Oh, maybe I'm just crazy, yeah I could be
And oh, maybe I'm just lazy, yeah I could be
Oh, maybe I'm just crazy, yeah probably
And oh, I'm no Ezra Koenig, but I'd like to be

You went straight to my bloodstream
Analgesic like morphine
You went straight to my bloodstream
It was so damn painless, I cant even feel a thing
No I can't even feel a thing

Oh, maybe I'm just crazy, yeah I could be
And oh, maybe I'm just lazy, yeah I could be
Oh, maybe I'm just crazy, yeah probably
And oh, I'm no Ezra Koenig, but I'd like to be

The moon is the devil, he distracts me at night
When I get stoned with you, everything is alright but
I've been losing track of time, yeah
I still cant count the hours, but we could play this song
When we hotbox your shower and feel fine
Fine, everything is fine
Track Name: Serotonin
I haven't felt like music in a while now
I guess I've been too busy feeling lazy trying to force a smile
But if it gives me something to look forward to
I'll take these stupid pills and let the serotonin pull me through

Oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, you'll pull me through
Singing oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, you'll pull me through

Every night in here is like the west
The sun goes down, the stars come out, and I hope for the best
But if it gives me something to look forward to
I'll probably just end up looking backwards and I'll think of you

Signing oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, you'll pull me through
Singing oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, you'll pull me through

Go ahead and pick up as much weed as you can buy
It'll only last a week no matter how hard you try

Signing oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, you'll pull me through
Singing oh, you'll pull me through
Oh, I'll let the serotonin pull me through
Track Name: Your Manias Become Science
When your manias become science
Whoa oh oh
You can't bring yourself, keep on trying
Whoa oh oh
I guess you don't know if anywhere you go is ever gonna feel like home

Anything at all
Is too much to ask
Anything at all
Is too much to ask, hey

When you're feeling like an illusion
Whoa oh oh
From the substances you're abusing
Whoa oh oh
I guess you don't know if anywhere you go is ever gonna feel like home

Anything at all
Is too much to ask
Anything at all
Is too much to ask, hey
Anything at all
Is too much to ask
Anything at all
Is too much to ask, of you

Oh oh whoa, oh oh whoa, whoa
Track Name: We'll Make It
There's nothing left for me to do
Except to write this song for you
It's nothing special, nothing great
There's just some things I have to say
Like how you mean a lot to me
And you're everything you're supposed to be
So when you're down and when you're blue
I hope you know I'm here for you

And we'll make it

A friend once asked me
If the letters in my drawer were suicide notes
And they weren't
And I was confused
Much later I realized, she probably has some of her own
Hidden away in a drawer somewhere
Waiting to be used

We both know that sometimes
The hardest thing is just keeping it together
But I think you and me could make it through whatever
And it doesn't even matter if we never get any sleep
Like I said, I always hated counting sheep

And we'll make it
And we'll make it
And we'll make it
And we'll make it
Track Name: Summer in the Suburbs / Finale
I arrived with an objective
Went upstairs, saw the view
And I placed my affections
But didn't know that they would be misplaced on you

So I left with no solution
Nothing more than what I had
Now it's summer in the suburbs
And all in all, I guess it's not that bad