Night Alerts

by Spanish For Hitchhiking

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Night Alerts -- the new record by Northampton, MA indie rock quartet Spanish For Hitchhiking -- has been released on their own label, Secret Teeth. The 11-song followup to their album The Starling (Captive Ring) features Dennis Crommett (vocals and guitar), Max Germer (bass), and Dave Hower (drums) -- all members of acclaimed Northampton band Winterpills -- and Brian Akey (guitar), previous member of Winterpills and current lead guitarist for Dryer.

Spanish For Hitchhiking has spent nearly 15 years playing countless shows as part of Northampton's vibrant music scene. In 2012, they recorded a cover of "El Clavo Y La Cruz" with Black Francis (Pixies), for A Tribute To Repo Man on American Laundromat Records.

Upon the release of The Starling, the Boston Phoenix wrote that SFH "make indie rock the way the kids used to, pre-white-belt emo and Hello Kitty cute, with abraded minor-chord guitar accents underscoring singer/guitarist Dennis Crommett's unpretty, rumpled-guy laments." American Songwriter magazine hails Crommett as "undoubtedly a gifted songwriter."

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released April 21, 2015

Produced by Spanish For Hitchhiking. Engineered by David Chalfant at Sackamusic. Mixed by Philip Price at the Boomerang Ranch. Mastered by Pete Weiss at Verdant Studios.

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Track Name: Cinnamon
whatever I say as the thirsty shouter
as the dry and pure
whenever you speak, all I get is powder
how could I need anymore

dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder

on a dry day when your heart is desert
and my hand is the glass
in a short way, all I get is powder
thirsty now and before

dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder

whatever I say at the thirsty counter
as the dry and sure

dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder

take it away from me, sweet sweet water
the bitterness has its place
take it away from me, it’s my fault and
I can just live on cinnamon
Track Name: Make It Count
in time
like a snake that finds an owl
singing in the daytime
keeping the dark away

we’ll find
like underwater sounds
that never talking
is echoing everyday

so let some words just leave your lips
make them count, make them count

it takes time
to grow this from a seed
to grow a shade tree
keeping the heat away

but things grow
in the very hardest places
and never talking
is half me, anyway

so let some words just leave your lips
make them count, make them count

a few words that sound like this:
where have you been? where have you been?

i’ll let some words just leave my lips
and i’ll make them count, i’ll make them count

a few words that sound like this:
where have i been? where have i been?
Track Name: Speak Not Falsely
oh speak not falsely to me
I am late as I am
I am late knowing that, late to showing that
I have no place to go

oh speak not slowly to me
I am fast as I am
I am fast when thinking and, fast when heavy drinking when
it’s the only place to go

if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely

oh speak not quietly to me
I am loud as I am
I am loud in quiet times, loud and it shows that I
I have no place to go

if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely

if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely
Track Name: Filled With White
your friends are sick and you’re sad
your calls could break a glass
your glass that’s filled with white tonight
or red it’s strong and it’s right

we’re here we know the sound
your voice is still so proud
of me despite the darkness of
your days there by the park

we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away

we’re here to be a heart
we don’t feel far apart
please call and write and try to feel
the moon on your steering wheel

we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away

we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away
Track Name: A Swan
too loud, sleep sits.
too soft means fits.

parties kick me.
a crowd is three.

at night, three sheets,
the dreams discrete.

at noon, too tired.
the world is wired.

I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.

Green leaves change me
to you, and back into me

Then I’ll go home
my love, my home.

I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.

(and that’s where I am)

too loud, sleep sits.
too soft means fits.

I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.

(and that’s where I am)
Track Name: A Tall Tree
the trouble is medicine, and you’d look to find
the argument’s meaning, but you think twice

take a big word, made small
so peaceful? not at all

the trouble is everything, it grows, it grows
releasing it could make for an overflow

take a tall tree, made small
so careful? not at all

the volume of everything feels too low
increasing it could make for an overflow

take a bad dream made to forget
so impossible this morning sweat

the bottom of everything feels too low
reaching it could make for an overflow

take a tall tree, made small
so impossible? not at all
Track Name: Veteran
are you a veteran, of the time that you spent
on the beaches of the seas that died?
did you have a better plan, than to drink it all away
within reach of something brighter inside?

are you so distracted now, that you got all you wanted
from the armies that were in your head?
did you know you sat around, with the curtains and the weather
looking up at you, so nearly dead?

you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way

are you a veteran, of the years that you spent
on the couches of the ones who lived?
did you have a bigger plan, but you drank it all away
within reach of something it couldn't give?

you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way

you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way
Track Name: The Archivist
the box of things you’re keeping
for future sons and theirs
it’s like a gun in your hand
I’m dropping mine for real

(romantic things are different)
the book of old you should be burned

just find yourself the right place
and go for it
the boxes are for oceans
and fires

we’ve talked about the museum
we’re building it instead of our lives
we keep them far, the ones who love us
so that one day, everybody will

(romantic things are different)
the book of very-old-you should be shelved

just find yourself the right place
and go for it
the boxes are for oceans
and fires

just find ourselves another way
to deal with it, getting older
the boxes are an early way
to die
Track Name: The Killer
it seems like the accusation is good, like it is finally right to make
maybe we could have, have one more night, of quiet and no more killing

where no one screams, no animal shouts, and it is peaceful on all farms
you, you are the slow, slow wreckers of, of beautiful lives

it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you

they're all the tiny babies inside of boxes for one second on your tongue
how could you take a small spirit and just stick a knife in it?

it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you

it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you
Track Name: Stay Soft
when you were a christian kid, the world was smaller,
littler than all the shit you did.
that didn’t work out so good, and now that you’re taller,
it doesn’t matter what that kid ever did

don’t feel so bad: it’s good
when you are sad, you should be

remember the rocks you climbed, with your dad and sister
they were the biggest in your yard.
those woods are developed now, gone are the blisters.
they were tough and still I think they are.

don’t feel so bad: it’s good
when you are sad, you should be

it adds up, written down.
it looks small like the rocks you found
it adds up, written down.
it looks small like the rocks you found
with her
with her

you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
Track Name: The Dove
all the world is a forest where the sadness is the roots that catch your feet
or an ocean where the city is a nightmare
but the city isn't growing like the desert or the golden fields of wheat
or an ocean where the desert is a nightmare

all the world, i am asking for a sadness like a rock that cracks your knee
for the ocean, for the city is a nightmare
if the forest is a danger and you think you're better off just in your seat
or just sleeping 'cause to say it is a nightmare

oh the dove, oh the dove,
oh the dove my love, above it all

if the world is a forest where the buildings will replace all the trees
to the ocean when the city is a nightmare
if the city's overgrowing with the vines and the yellow swarms of bees
to the forest to escape that nightmare

oh the dove, oh the dove,
oh the dove my love, above it all

oh the world, oh the world,
oh the world my girl, I’ll take it