United By Birdcalls

by Hodera

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N.J. Racket There’s a level of passion in each and every one of Hodera’s performances that I find truly inspiring. This group of guys have put it all out on the line each and every time I’ve seen them with such an inhibited, raw honesty. Songs like “The Outside” are remarkably cathartic and filled with a wisdom far beyond the ages of these young guys. Favorite track: The Outside.
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billy gartrell Great songwriting of very personal and relatable stories. This album also has some serious groove to it. Favorite track: Breathe Easy.
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Thomas Springer This album is emotional powerful. It's always relateable and never whiny. It won't put you in a depressing mood but it will complement depression in a good way. This band is amazing. Full review: www.media-dissection.com/metal-loud/hodera-united-by-birdcalls Favorite track: The Outside.
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about

Most of the songs on this record were written on my first guitar in a small room with one window (depicted on album cover). In-between tours, in-between band members, in-between waves of depression, and, over-all, just feeling in-between point A and B in my life, 'United By Birdcalls' came to fruition. I hope the songs resonate with some of you and make you feel less alone - Matthew Smith

Julien Baker - "United by Birdcalls is just astonishingly well put together. I hooked him up with a show three years ago and he performed for 10 people. But he performed as if it was a sold-out show. When I saw him at SXSW, it was a packed room, and he performed the same way. He always leaves it all out there. I respect that so much."

NJ.com- "frankly, 'Birdcalls' is one of the stronger LPs any Jersey group has released this year"


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released July 7, 2015

Matthew Smith: Music and lyrics
Nick Baughman: Composed/performed all drums except track 3
Matt Caponegro: Composed lead Guitar on track 1 chorus, and solo on track 7, performed rhythm guitar on track 7.
Adam Cichocki: Composed/performed all bass, second/lead guitar on tracks 2-8 and 10, solo on track 1, drums on track 3
Doug Gallo: Composed lead guitar on track 4
Recorded @ Timber Studios in Bayonne, NJ
Mixed/Mastered by Adam Chichocki

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Track Name: Breathe Easy
Can you remember the first time that they called you annoying?
Now when you talk for to long, your throat tightens,
you keep apologizing.
When the light leaves your eyes,
And the words get lost on your tongue

Can you breathe?
Cause I can’t breathe,
Breathe easy.

Sometimes I call you at night and pretend that I’m drunk,
When I’m sober.
Tell you everything on my mind but then laugh it off,
In the morning.
When the light leaves my eyes,
And the words get lost on my tongue.

When the light leaves our eyes, and the words get lost on our tongues

Breathe easy
Track Name: Feel Better
I’ve been reading journals that I wrote when I was 13
And I’m still trying to find the answers that that kid was asking
Sometimes it feels so hopeless that it’s pointless to keep searching
But she keeps telling me its all how I perceive it

And I’ve been thinking lately that maybe there’s nothing to it
Everyone tells me to relax and not to over think it
I take a break to view the lake outside my bedroom window
And I must say its really beautiful while it is snowing

It still feels as though I’m reading while it’s being written
Eraser marks, a time machine back to 2007
And if it worked in reverse and my former self could see me
Would he be proud or would he just be disappointed?

There’s a chest that’s in a closet in my parents basement
Full of nostalgic shit throughout the years that I’ve collected
I find it scary when there’s nothing left for me to burry
These aren’t trophies. These are ghosts
That’s what I keep them for

So why can’t I feel better?
Everyone knows that the past is gone forever
So why cant I fell better now?

I’ve been calling people that I knew when this was written
Bringing up stories but eventually they’re barely listening
If I could find someone who’s haunted by the same things I am
Then we could talk for days until we both feel better
Track Name: The Outside
In the winter at nighttime
I look up at the night sky
Through my Orion telescope

And on the moon there’s a crater
Such a natural disaster
Sometimes the bigger picture lies

Everything’s fine on the outside
Everything’s fine
Everything’s fine

This town, it feel like a coffin
now that the gas price is droppin
So I’ve been driving more often
Farther away

The single streetlight is dying
For awhile it’s been flickering
But no one noticed it’s broken
Everyone’s sleeping

There’s a creature that crawls in my window at night sometimes
And it kind of looks like me.
There’s fear in its eyes and its teeth are all showing
It crawls on its hands and its knees
It’s everything I don’t want to be
It’s everything I don’t want to be
So I lay in my bed, and I cover my head
With the sheets
Track Name: You'll Get Through This
A dull roar protrudes,
like a wolf howling at the moon.
It’s a voice whispering,
saying “you’ll get there soon”

And I can’t forget you said. No, I can’t forget

I’m so scared of oblivion.
I’m always trying to feel infinite.
I’m still a Mayview kid in my head.
But I’m trying so hard to outgrow it.

And I can’t forget you said, no, I can’t forget you said
I can’t forget you said, “you’ll get through this”
Track Name: Three Years
Warm was your sweat, in the dead of December.
I can see my breath. I can feel my chest moving up and
Down like the rainfall, in the heart of September.
I can see the trees dying. I can feel my love was not
Enough of October. High school football, be over.
Because that was where we met. And that was where we sat.

I know you’re trying, to keep this going,
And I might be too, because I still love you.
And we’re still talking. We’re still texting.
And I can hear you crying.
And I can feel my chest about to explode.

No more NPR. I’ve deleted that station, from my car sterio,
from the app on my phone. It hurts to
listen to silence, when I open my eyelids,
first thing in the morning, and I can’t hear you breathing

Explode like the fireworks, that we saw in Rhode Island,
Right before I left, right before I left,
Right before I left.
Track Name: Dear Forefathers
Dear forefathers, tell me, what would you say
If I told you I had it, I told you I’d throw it away?
Would you rewrite it all?
Would you sign your John Hancock’s too?

I told my mother that it was time for a change.
I dropped out of college. I quit that old minimum wage.
And she said “son you can run away, but it will catch up to you.”
I said “mom I’m not running. I just need to start over new.”
So dear forefathers, tell me, what would you do?
Track Name: Let It Out
I wrote some poems in my room the other day.
They didn’t help to ease my thoughts. I threw them all away.
What am I saying? I’m not quite sure. I’m going crazy.
I want to let it out, but I don’t know how. Can you help me?

What am I say
I want to let it out

I called my father, didn’t know what to say
I called my brother, in rhode island. He wouldn’t answer me.
What am I saying? I’m not quite sure. I’m going crazy.
I want to let, but I don’t know how. Can you help me?
Track Name: First Ones At The Party
I am alone and a long way from home.
I am alive, but I don’t feel alright

And if we leave now we’ll be the first ones at the party,
But we can drive slow and turn up the radio.
Everything that I love is slowly expiring,
So why are we waiting when now’s perfect timing?

I, I never cry anymore, though I’m not sure why.
My eyes are always dry, even when I’m trying to let go

Teeth stained yellow from smoking tobacco,
And a heart that’s so fragile it’s too scared to let go.
I’m tired of watching things fall to the shadows.
While time is consuming everything that I know

Remember the time we broke down in Missouri?
so we smoked some pot and slept in a parking lot.
And I didn’t mind when the car cost us money.
As long as you’re here I might always be happy.
Track Name: No, I'm Not
I’m not better, than I was before,
I wrote these letters, cause I locked them in a drawer.
And I talk a lot about the past.
Am I saying anything that unusual?

Laura moved to Florida, so she could get away,
But now she calls up. She doesn’t know what to say.
So I think a lot about what’s next.
Am I saying anything that unusual?
Am I saying anything that unusual?

And I go on tangents, because I have so much to say,
But when I run out, I’m only left to think.
So I lay a lot alone in my bed.
Am I saying anything that unusual?
Am I saying anything that unusual?

No, I’m not
Track Name: I Remember Everything
Stockholm Syndrome to the town where I was born.
Every I left there I will always mourn

This is the part I hate the most. This is the part I hate the most.
When there’s no goodbye, just walking away, does it really die?
I remember everything.

I still have the voice mails he left last July.
But I can’t call him back or bring him back to life

This is the part I hate the most. This is the part I hate the most.
When there’s no goodbye, just walking away, does it really die?
I remember everything.

This is the part I hate the most. This is the part I hate the most.
When there’s no goodbye, just walking away,
does it really die? Does it really end?
This is the part I hate the most. This is the part I hate the most.
When there’s no goodbye, just walking away, does it really die?
I remember everything.

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Sometimes it hits me
I start remembering everything
And I start missing everyone
And everything I used to know

Scroll through my contacts
No one could help me through this pain
Pull out the first guitar I owned
And I start strumming the key of G
Start strumming the key of G

I hope someday it’s going to work out
I hope someday it’s going to work out

Sometimes it hits me
On a Wednesday afternoon
So I get quiet in my room
And I start thinking about you
About all I used to do
About all I used to know
About everything

I hope someday it’s going to work out
I sure hope someday it’s going to work out

This is for everyone I’ve loved
And places I’ve been that now have changed
This is for things ill never forget
Never forget
Never forget

Sometimes it hits me
So I strum the key of G
The key I used to always sing
Now I’m back to where I’ve been
Now I’m back to where I’ve been