Ice Cream In The Sun

by Whiskey Autumn

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released April 14, 2017

Whiskey Autumn is:
Greg Laut
Jason Paton
Matty Schelling

Written by Greg Laut, except “Postcard From Tokyo”, written by Greg Laut and Andrew Carlson

Produced by Whiskey Autumn, except “07.04.07”, produced by Whiskey Autumn and Robbie Stiefel

Engineered by Andy McEwen, Bill Douglass, Chris Scott, and Whiskey Autumn

Mixed by Chris Scott with Whiskey Autumn, except “07.04.07”, mixed by Bill Douglass with Whiskey Autumn

Mastered by Jim Wilson

Tracked at The Crucible, The Mountain House Recording Studio, and The Gingerbread House

Design by Lost Pyramid

Special thanks to: Hannah Oreskovich, Claire Woodcock, Becky Guidera, Bruce, David Landry, Zach Dahmen, and our families

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Whiskey Autumn Boulder, Colorado

Whiskey Autumn is an indie pop rock band from Boulder, CO. Their new EP 'Ice Cream In The Sun' was released on April 14, 2017 and showcases the band expanding upon the ‘60s pop stylings of their previous work with synths, hip-hop beats, and electronic elements in what is their most confident release yet.

The band is diving into 2017 with tour dates scheduled throughout the US.
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Track Name: Dog Days
Dog days where the water’s glistening
It’s you I fell into
Leaning on that sweet euphoria
My cigarette burned through when you said,
“Always, I’ll love you always
Coast to coast this feeling just can’t fade
And maybe someday on a Monday
We can skip out and live as we choose
Sky high with the blue”

Button up my bomber jacket
I wouldn’t trade this view
30,000 feet beneath us
The busy bees buzz through
Chronological timelines until they flatline
A queen’s never happy by the end of the day
With wind whipping your hair grip the yoke and steer clear
Jet set on into vermillion hues
In perpetual bloom

Skyscraper, how tall is your ceiling?
Reality is nothing but a speck on the pavement
Model cars zoom into suburban dollhouses that glow
Elevate to a top floor perspective
Your feather cascaded cherry picking sneezes
Barbie dolls blow into handkerchiefs hemmed on factory floors

But when dog days turn freezing
Come to bed and kiss me goodnight
Keep me warm ‘til spring
Thaw out when the robin finally sings

Skyscraper, how tall is your ceiling?
Reality is nothing but a speck on the pavement
Model cars zoom into suburban dollhouses that glow
Elevate to a top floor perspective
Your feather cascaded cherry picking sneezes
Barbie dolls blow into handkerchiefs hemmed on factory floors

Parachute from the ceiling
Girl, it’s time to say goodbye
Free fall in between
Taxi drivers honking on the street
Track Name: Human Frailty
You say you’re moving on
You don’t have the time for simple songs
We’ve been drifting a little further every day
Lost in outer space

Each night since you’ve been gone
There’s no one around to keep me warm
All this loneliness could bury me alive

Can you quantify all the days that we’ve longed?
For someone, someone
Who melts like ice cream in the sun
Can bear to look and see our human frailty
Our human frailty

I say you’re downright wrong
You never had the taste for jazzy songs
We’d been skirting the old aristocratic ways
Duck walking with grace

Each night I dine alone
The leftover food gets spoiled and cold
Declared DOA but I’ll still leave on the light

In case you realize all the days that we’ve had longed
For someone, someone
Who melts like ice cream in the sun
Can bear to look and see our human frailty
Our human frailty

Queasy from the tea and I feel fine
Colors so brilliant yesterday we wandered blind
Reservations transcended on sight
Hanging onto their ego
Magnets keep them pulled uptight

You tend to hang right on
To my shoulder whistling pretty songs
In REM we’ll both dream up a life

Where we harmonize with the birds who have longed
For someone, someone
Who melts like ice cream in the sun
Can bear to look and see our human frailty
Our human frailty
Track Name: Coney Island
Turnstile jumping shoes
Hitch a subway fare to Coney Island
Wonder Wheel
Cotton candy glaze
Carousel organ
Pulsing dragon flame

Sand crusted boardwalk shoes
Carnie punks accost a hot dog vendor
Clouds crash above Atlantic waves
C’est la vie
No use cursing the rain

Decorated kites fly by
Hung on string
Surf’s up
Nathan’s swimming in the bay

Waving bye, bye, bye
At half past midnight
Something’s always in the way
And it’d be nice, so nice
To run and not think twice
Of living out our lonely days

Wipeout on the white-capped waves
Spinning upside down

Downtown we’re burnouts, baby
Flowing through our veins
Red blood the same

Decorated kites fly by
Hung on string
Surf’s up
Betty’s bonnet floats away

Waving bye, bye, bye
At half past midnight
Something’s always in the way
And it’d be nice, so nice
To run and not think twice
Of living out our lonely days
Track Name: 07.04.07
Lighting fireworks off your father's lawn
Barking dogs cut through the summer fog
Isabel I could be the one for you
All you gotta do is take
All you gotta do is take my hand

Ripped jeans, caffeine, young promises by the pool
I'd give the world to play your fool
Cold shoulders shrugging me off
You told your friends it's a waste of time
Peel back that sunburn
Distort my sight

Isa please don't leave me here
Isa please don't leave me here

Lover I'd fly up to you
Desert the ground
Refute the pull

Faded leaves piled up on the pool house floor
Crunched down to bits by flip flop twirls
Isabel I’d take any kind of trip with you
And we can fly that plane straight through
Roman candle stars are a distant view in the haze
Our temporary getaway

Isa please don’t leave me here
Isa please don’t leave me here

Lover I’d fly up to you
Desert the ground
Refute the pull
Forget the words our tombstone read
Silly girl, spill the milk instead

Lighting fireworks off your father’s lawn
Barking dogs cut through the summer fog
Isabel I could be the one for you
All you gotta do is take
All you gotta do is take
Track Name: Postcard From Tokyo
It could have been the city
Old trains passing through
Reflections in my window
Staring back at you

It could have been the times
We lost the lights below
Make believe in somewhere else
Somewhere we could go

You're up in the sky
On a 195
Could you circle around?
Instead of coming down

Not too long ago
I got your postcard from Tokyo
And the words they read just like a voice
That I heard so long ago

The shadows in my dreams
Are calling out to me goodbye
I hear your voice once again
I felt that storm subside

You're up in the sky
On a 195
Could you circle around?
Instead of coming down

Paper skyline that you call home
Basking in the moonlight
Painted picture from where you've gone
Horizon streaked with white

Cloudy scars of an aeroplane
Haloed in the sunshine
Cursive words read,
"I wish you were here, come look me up sometime"

Don't worry baby, I'll come through
And when I do I intend to call on you
Cabin pressure formulated charm
"It's nice to see you, has it been so long?
Take a walk to clear my jet lagged mind
City lights blur in and out of time
Red balloon leaking it's helium charm
"It's great to see you, hope it won't be so long"

So long...