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The third release by Deepest Darkest arrived May 31st, 2022. It’s available on Apple Music, Spotify and others.

EP No. 3 Details

Recorded at Deepest Darkest studios in Unincorporated Milwaukie, Oregon, USA
Mixed and mastered by Nate Purscelley
Album Art by Ann Peplinski
Graphic Design by Chris Nelson

Performers

Nate Purscelley | Vocals, Trumpet, Guitars, Bass
Nat Johnson | Vocals, Guitars
Jared Abraham | Drums, Vocals
Andy Uppendahl | Drums

Track List

Nervous
Headed Away From Here
Time to Make a Play
I’ve Been Thinking, Boy
Came Home to a Mess
Shivers

Track Details

Nervous

Words and music by Nate Purscelley

Lyrics

I’m so nervous, I don’t know how to stand,
I don’t know where to look, or where to put my hands..
It’s all new and what can I do?
I’m so nervous, I don’t know what to say,
Should I bring up my love for Scooby Doo cosplay?
It’s all new and what can I do?

Ooh, shove me in. I just can’t begin.
Ooh, but shove me nice.
I get paralyzed. More than any normal guy

I’m so nervous, my forehead is burnin’ hot,
I broke a sweat, half a tissue is all I got.
It’s all new and what can I do?
You know I’m nervous, the clock is crawling…tick tick,
Talk ain’t working, I think I’m gonna be sick.
It’s all new and what can I do?

Ooh, shove me in. I just can’t begin.
Ooh, but shove me nice.
I get paralyzed. More than any normal guy.

My hand is shaking, my heart is pumping overtime.
Am I awake, or in another nightmare of mine,
It’s all new and what can I do?
Another minute of it gonna make me lose control.
I gotta think of a diversion while I rock and roll.
It’s all new and what can I do?
I’m so nervous, I just can’t, I just can’t…

Headed Away from Here

Words and music by Nate Purscelley

I know we’ve got a lot to learn
When it goes down downtown, gonna have to burn
I’m hoping that you’ll stick with me
Kinda sounding cool foolin’ round and we both can be

Pale chameleons in hockey gear
As long as you’re polite we’ll be concealed

I don’t know which province
I only know

We’re headed away from here
No matter the war we fear
We’re flying a kite with no breeze
I’d like to get by now, please
Manitoba dreamin’ away all the things that bother me
I can’t remember if you’re the same as me
We’re headed away from here

I think we’re out of vegan cheese
But we can pick some up when we’re done with our strategy
Let’s begin where we left off
We’re gonna need some money if we’re gonna be

Pale chameleons in hockey gear
As long as you’re polite we’ll be concealed
Pale chameleons (welcome, aliens) in hockey gear
As long as you’re polite we’ll be concealed

I don’t know which province
I only know

Da da da da daaaa
Canada…ca ca….Canada
Da da da da daaaa
Canada…ca ca….Canada

Time to Make a Play

Words and music by Nate Purscelley

Can’t procrastinate no more, I turn off the radio.
Same thing as the day before, This time I walk out the door.
I’m taking small steps. It’s ain’t that far.

I’ve been on the sideline.
(but) I’ve been wanting more.

I got on my lucky pants, as I walk I kinda dance.
Windows on my little strut, scope my reflection, tell ya what,
This coat be poppin, they’re gonna drop.

I’ve been on the sideline.
(but) I’ve been wanting more.

I practice every day.
I aint got more to say…
Time to make a play.

Leaning forward picking up, Building speed, I’m takin off,
Round the corner almost there, Push my fingers through my hair,
These locks be poppin, they’re gonna drop.

I’ve been on the sideline.
(but) I’ve been wanting more.

(and) I practice every day.
I aint got more to say…
Time to make a play.

Don’t know when my time will come. Until then, I tell ya son.
Never made it laying still, can I change? I hope I hope I will.
I’ve been on the sideline.
I’ve been wanting more.

I’ve Been Thinking, Boy

Words and Music by Nate Purscelley

We want you, to be you. To feel good – to dream too.
An honest prayer from the ones that care.
In a race to be true, we see you careen through,
The rubber bands on, the things that make em stare.

They’ll tell you it ain’t right. Never mind polite, I’m with you.
They’ll say it’s how they’re raised, don’t be even phased,
That’s ancient truth.

I might try, to protect you, a little harder, than I have to.
I’ve been accused of being too hands on.

They’ll tell you it ain’t right. Never mind polite, I’m with you.
They’ll say it’s how they’re raised, don’t be even phased,
That’s ancient truth.

I’ve been thinking boy, about what’s happening here
Trying to get away from my brainwashed past.
Maybe we need time, the old ways will die.
Eventually maybe soon…I think they’ll change their tune.

The one thing I expect from you. Is to work hard at what you do.
Whatever you are, be a good one.
You got it tough, me not much. You’ve got to move, you got to groove.
Your on the level give ’em hell it’s just as well they can’t remove you.

They’ll tell you it ain’t right. Never mind polite, I’m with you.
They’ll say it’s how they’re raised, don’t be even phased,
That’s ancient truth.

I’ve been thinking boy, about what’s happening here
Trying to avoid my brainwashed past.
Maybe we need time, the old ways will die.
Eventually maybe soon…I think they’ll change their tune.

They’ll tell you it ain’t right. Never mind polite, I’m with you.
They’ll say it’s how they’re raised, don’t be phased,
That’s ancient, bullshit, no good truth.

I’ve been thinking boy, about what’s happening here
Trying to avoid my brainwashed past.
Maybe we need time, the old ways will die.
Eventually maybe soon…I think they’ll change their tune.

Came Home to a Mess

Words and Music by Nate Purscelley

A river road winding blindly,
A place to pull aside, can’t find it,
Must get along, away away.
The radio wakes up shouting,
Was a little low behind the mountain,
The rain is old, the wheel’s cold.

You came home to a mess,
You come home nonetheless.
Welcome back, Kid, you don’t know what you’ve missed
Sooner or later it comes crashing right down to this.

How criminal the shade evades it,
This city’s dry and thirsts for days old.
Ain’t pourin’ back away away.
Come Tumalo, around, around,
One summer you’re a hound in town,
Back from the valley, and I can’t believe what I’ve found, yeah.

You came home to a mess,
You come home nonetheless.
Welcome back, Kid, you don’t know what you’ve missed
Sooner or later it comes crashing right down to this.

I wonder if I’ll hear from Jade again.
Cause she sure seemed to be a go getter,
And I don’t think that I would feel better,
If she was still here.
So I think I’ll skip that house,
No I think I’ll skip that house.

The face has changed, and eyes are wide shut,
The oversized waistline it gave us,
Makes standing up too hard today.
I can’t believe it’s my town.

You came home to a mess,
You come home nonetheless.
You came home to a mess,
You come home nonetheless.
Welcome back, Kid, you don’t know what you’ve missed
Sooner or later it comes crashing right down to this.

Shivers

Words and Music by Nate Purscelley

You say you Want me to be happy but you always assume I’m not.
You only love me when I say it’s not working and I’m walking out.
You threw my phone across the parking lot then took the Lord’s name in vain.
You asked you why you did it, but I know it’s cuz you’re gosh dang insane.

And I guess what I’m saying, is I’ve been thinking
Bout you and I….I think the future’s bright. Yeah yeah yeah.

You give me shivers up and down my spine every time that you brush by.
I surely don’t deserve you and I know I’m just a lucky guy.
I try to meet all your requirements but sometimes I’m required to fake it.
As long as I look past your red flags I think we’ll make it.

You know souvenir bobbleheads never look like the real person.
Kyrie looks like Jalen Rose and Lillard looks like Pippen.
Uh oh, I’m sorry was I talking bout a topic you would rather not?
I think you’re toxic in a box of white chocolates from a stalker.

And I guess what I’m saying, is you’ve been mean to me.
But eff my life. I want you to be my wife. Yeah yeah yeah yeah…

You give me shivers up and down my spine every time that you float by.
I surely don’t deserve you and I know I’m just a lucky guy.
I try to meet all your requirements but sometimes I’m required to fake it.
As long as I look past your red flags I think we’ll make it.
You give me shivers up and down my spine every time that you float by.
I surely don’t deserve you and I know I’m just an extra special lucky guy.
I try to meet all your requirements but sometimes I’m required to fake it.
As long as I look past your red flags I think we’ll make it.
As long as I look past your red flags I think we’ll make it.
As long as I look past your red flags………..I think we’ll make it.