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Warm Beer & a Cold Sleeping Bag

by Skum Shine

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surferskaternerd i busk with theses songs once a week, never fails to fill my belly with cheap beer and cheaper food Favorite track: Runnin' Outta Time.
Tynan Rud
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Tynan Rud This whole album is wicked awesome. Inspiring and fun songs to listen to and to learn. Favorite track: Bad Relationships.
Kodie Beckley
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Kodie Beckley This is what punk rock is about. It's about celebrating the times we spend with friends, and screaming about the shit we want to scream about.

I miss you Bry Guy. Favorite track: Bad Relationships.
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1.
Two, three, four... I wanna argue I wanna be enabled and hang with people who are disabled like me ANd I like people who tell me to drink more and who steal things from the grocery store Just so we have somehting to eat And I like people that bum beer And poeple who bum smokes I like people that can't hear cause they tell the dirtiest jokes I'm hanging out with racists And people who get facelifts And people who get fucked up all the time I wanna have sex and reqret it I wanna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me through the day Well if all do is argue if we put our minds to it We could do that every single day And I told you that I loved you ANd I told you I fuckin hate you And after that we had nothin to say So we're just gunna have sex and reqret it We're gunna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day I wanna have sex and reqret it I wanna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day I wanna fuck you, just to hate it I wanna climb a mountain to forget it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day
2.
I miss the early mornings Wakin up to the street I miss late night devotions I miss the mystery And I, I miss the road I miss wakin up in my van Or on some forgotten beach The way the cops kick your elbow When they wake you from your sleep I Miss the road No job no money yea none of my friends have any fear No job no money we finally found something special here I miss all the free weed I miss the stolen beer I miss writing signs that say Please take us anywhere but here I miss the road (I miss the road) [INSERT RANDOM LONG ASS SKUM SHINE STORY] I MISS THE ROAD (I miss the road) I MISS THE ROAD
3.
I need a remote for my life and brand new batteries so i can skip the scenes of heart ache and catastrophe Wreck the frantic manic fuckin voices in my head Disguise my zombified insides just a bit My thoughts are such a mess Like broken cigarettes the toxic mix of chemicals a drift inside my head I dont know how i feel and neither does my brain Feelings are fuckin hard for me to grasp and even harder to explain And in my dreams Im choking on flies They fill my mouth, they fill my nose And then they fill my fuckin eyes and now your gone, now your gone And i dont know how i feel, i never know Woo Woo WOo Still I, cant pretend that I dont care, that half-life of that feelings still there but its not. Its not enough. Like caged in victimes my mind is stuck On the way things used to be and the change in both of us Its like pulling shards of glass out of a bloodied pair of feet Its difficult and painful and hard to see My thoughts are such a mess, like broken cigarettes The toxic mix of chemicals a drift inside my head God knows I hate change, or maybe he don't Cause god is just the imaginary friend of the pope And in my dreams I crawl out of the sea I find some creature of the deep has laid his eggs inside of me and now your gone, now your gone and i dont know how to feel Ill never know Woo oo oo Still I, cant pretend that i dont care that half-life of that feelings still there buts its not Its not enough not enough
4.
When we were young, all growing up, just sucking on our Chupa-chups and everyday was fun, playing in the sun and it didn't matter if the weather was shit, the rain made mud and we'd play in it using dirt and sticks to block the drains and flood the streets for kicks and we'd light dumb fires and going exploring all the time no care for reason nor for rhyme, just be home by dinner time but oh, it seems to me we lost our way we lost our way we lost our way we lost our way Remember stealin' old red wine, uncork it with the sticks we'd find and drink it by the tracks, smoking Escy Blues that we stole from my father's packs have so much fun doing shit we'd never done and I know it sounds dumb to you but doing the wrong thing seemed like the right thing to do and we'd run amok, be carefree and not give a fuck about the future or the past, working jobs or regos for our cars but oh, it seems to me we lost our way we lost our way we lost our way we lost our way and it seems to me that everything was funner first time round I'd still rather be at a houseparty than gettin' started on in town and I wish we didn't all get fat, faded, jaded and full of crap, trapped and bored like prehistoric bugs inside of old tree sap but oh, it seems to me... we lost our way we lost our way we lost our way
5.
Seventeen 04:30
Don't be so bitter all the time You know that things will work out fine And throw away those receipts from all the time you spent Trying to get an answer out of me What most people just wouldn't give To be in your soft position You problems never came to you You fought for hard times to go through And now it's such a mess you're in When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything And I haven't learned much since then Your Chuck Taylor High-Top heartbreak You never learn from your mistakes We drown our souls in R&R, slapped the stickers on our guitars Passed out underneath the stars Where do you ever find the time GIRL To be so fucking asinine? Just keep walking down that street A dead end's all that you will meet Then maybe you will finally see... When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything And I haven't learned much since then, No future worth us saving up for No war worth getting off the couch for No room in my heart left to lend This is all that there is my friend No future worth us saving up for No war worth getting off the couch for No room in my heart left to lend This is all that there is my friend When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything And I haven't learned much since then
6.
Ghost Town 03:09
This ghost towns got me feelin kind haunted It’s all the demons round downtown always wanderin They look you up and down Stare right through your soul Offer you an easy out when you've got nowhere to go I'm a ghost and you know it Don’t act like you haven't noticed I'm a ghost yeah try and hug me You'll find you're only holdin on to a memory If I were you kid I wouldn't go out tonight Just stay up in your room and turn out the light Cause all the kids I graduated with are vampires And all the kids that their raising are fuckin monsters And I'm a ghost and you know it Don’t act like you haven't noticed I'm a ghost yeah try and hug me You'll find you're only holdin on to a memory I've got deep set eyes and this porcelain skin You would swear I'm a mannequin But I'm a ghost, yeah don’t you know it Don’t act like you haven't noticed
7.
Two, three, four! I wanna argue I wanna be enabled and hang with people who are disabled like me ANd I like people who tell me to drink more and who steal things from the grocery store Just so we have somehting to eat And I like people that bum beer And poeple who bum smokes I like people that can't hear cause they tell the dirtiest jokes I'm hanging out with racists And people who are faceless And people who get fucked up all the time I wanna have sex and reqret it I wanna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day Well all do is argue if we put our minds to it We could do that every single day And I told you that I loved you ANd I told you I fuckin hate you And after that we had nothin to say So we're just gunna have sex and reqret it We're gunna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day I wanna have sex and reqret it I wanna build it all up to fuckin shread it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day I wanna fuck you, just to hate it I wanna climb a mountain to forget it Cause bad relationships get me thorugh the day
8.
I need a remote for my life and brand new batteries so i can skip the scenes of heart ache and catastrophe Wreck the frantic manic fuckin voices in my head Disguise my zombified insides just a bit My thoughts are such a mess Like broken cigarettes the toxic mix of chemicals a drift inside my head I dont know how i feel and neither does my brain Feelings are fuckin hard for me to grasp and even harder to explain And in my dreams Im choking on flies They fill my mouth, they fill my nose And then they fill my fuckin eyes and now your gone, now your gone And i dont know how i feel, i never know Woo Woo WOo Still I, cant pretend that I dont care, that half-life of that feelings still there but its not. Its not enough. Like caged in victimes my mind is stuck On the way things used to be and the change in both of us Its like pulling shards of glass out of a bloodied pair of feet Its difficult and painful and hard to see My thoughts are such a mess, like broken cigarettes The toxic mix of chemicals a drift inside my head God knows I hate change, or maybe he don't Cause god is just the imaginary friend of the pope And in my dreams I crawl out of the sea I find some creature of the deep has laid his eggs inside of me and now your gone, now your gone and i dont know how to feel Ill never know Woo oo oo Still I, cant pretend that i dont care that half-life of that feelings still there buts its not Its not enough not enough
9.
It's "Jessica Time" again so crack open your cans and drink to occupy your liver and your shaking hands if you wanna see me, well head down to the strip I'll be passed out in a gutter with a smoke stuck to my lip time and time and time again I end up in this place with puke stains on my jeans and dried blood on my face I'm fucking up for life and my parents couldn't tell by the time that I was 14 I was going straight to hell The Bottoms Up Boys, drinking everyday I can't afford my habit but i'll do it anyway The Bottoms up Boys, drink em if ya got em and if you've got a bottle then I'll meet you at the bottom and if you're still lookin' for me I'll be on the steps of the Church of Malt Liquor, rolling cigarettes half a can of Caribou and a sign in my hand that reads "I'm travelling broke and sober can ya spare some liquor please" The Bottoms Up Boys, drinking everyday I can't afford my habit but i'll do it anyway The Bottoms up Boys, drink em if ya got em and if you've got a bottle then I'll meet you at the bottom well last night I drank a two-six and I ruined my whole life I shot both my parents and then I grabbed the knife I thought I'd slice my own throat but then I thought twice coz my parents liquor cabinet it was looking mighty nice The Bottoms Up Boys, my liver's turning black from whiskey, gin and Listerine, and liberated Jacks The Bottoms Up Boys, cut me some slack coz I'd be all alone without this monkey on my back
10.
Well you don't always love me And the stupid shit I say So I guess I'm your Don Cherry And you're my darling, Ron MacLean And we fall back on old habits like sleepin on the floor Sometimes it’s cause we're so black out drunk Sometimes it’s cause we're bored Remember that time that we stole that car We didn't make it very far The police caught up to us So I turned on CBC and George Strombolopolous was sayin There’s fire raining down on our planet tonight And I said that’s fuckin great George but I'm runnin out of time And I've got all these issues That I can't or won’t resolve Like you carry that baggage And you never set it down And so we fall back on old habits Like sleepin on the floor Sometimes it’s cause we're so fuckin weak Sometimes it’s cause we're bored With our initials spray painted across that bridge We were so innocent as kids But the seasons always change Like our tattoos always fade And everything that you believed to be true always just a lie When your guilty conscience eats you like a giant pizza pie THAT'S AMORE! I'm runnin out of time. Yeah and I swear that I don't care If we ever tie this knot As long as when I come home from work the stereo is on And we fall back on old habits like sleepin on the floor I guess it’s cause we're just so in love And we don't need anything more Remember when we saw the northern lights But they really weren't as bright As we were lead to believe Well isn’t that the problem baby Today with everything Everyone just wants to say "Yeah I've been there and I've done that" And I took these cellphone photos and I bought this silly hat And I'm so happy and fulfilled, just check my Instagram Well I know you're just as fucked up as you've always though I am So go ahead and spend your life trying to win some prize But to me this life’s a carnival and I'll ride every ride Ms. Frizzle said take chances, makes mistakes and make a mess And I've carried her works with me every day since I was ten When I would stare alone in my room looking out the glass Seeking to the answers to the questions that most people never ask I'll probably never figure out why I feel so lost But if I spent my life searching what would even be the cost Yeah I'm runnin out of fucks to give And I'm running out of cigarettes And I'm running out of jokes to make Out of all the pour choices I make And I ran from my home town And all my petty crimes So if it seems like I’m moving fast It's cause I'm runnin out of time
11.
Well, they said it was the cheapest fare at this time of year And they said, "It's nice and safe, you got nothing to fear" So I will take this old plane to get to you Yes, I will take this old plane to get to you Twenty minutes late the plane crashes down And I'm one of three left amongst a priest and a clown And then all I can hear is the hiss of the track I said, "why the hell not" and I jump on the back And I will take this old train to get to you Yes, I will take this old train to get to you She said, "get off my train you dirty hobo" And I tried to explain but it was a no go It was a no go for this hobo He said for fifty bucks I could take it He was sure that this lemon could make it So I will take this old car to get to you Yes, I will take this old car to get to you (He said you could take it) Couple miles out of this old part of town My engine explodes with a horrible sound But I will take these old shoes to get to you Yes, I will take these old shoes to get to you Oh, I will take these old shoes to get to you Yes, I will take these old shoes to get to you
12.
I lost my dog In World War Three His name was The same as me But what's my name? And who am I? Don't tell the truth Make up a lie Well it happened once And it lasted long And nobody knows What went wrong Are you unaware? Or unprepared? Maybe it's both Maybe you're scared Well it happened once And it lasted long And nobody knows What went wrong

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We've put together this collection of all of our recordings featuring the late Bryan 'Bryguy" Crook on lead guitar. Besides being an absolute guitar genius, he was the nicest and most down to earth person any of us had the pleasure of living, traveling and making music with. Faced with this incredible loss we weren't sure whether or not we could continue as a band without his influence and companionship but we know it would have totally bummed him out knowing we threw in the towel on something we enjoy doing so much because of his absence. Still, every show we play, we play for Bryan.

Many of these tracks are unfinished and unpolished and we would like to keep it that way as a way for us to pause and look back through a window in time at the chaotic tomfoolery that was our lives.

All of the proceeds of this album goes towards our travel expenses to continue performing the catchy little diddys we write about the worst parts of our lives. If you can't afford the price but would still like to listen you can find our music at www.soundcloud.com/skum-shine and on Youtube @ www.youtube.com/channel/UCIYbZZOb3O1fMVNzoYOKMig

We love you Bryan and miss you dearly.

-Skum Shine

Rylan Anderson, Trevor Griffiths, Karen Denny-Parsons, Max Prophet, & Roger Juhasz

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released February 13, 2016

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Skum Shine Vancouver, British Columbia

Smoking cigarettes in bed. Eating Kraft Dinner out of the pot. Writing words on cardboard and holding it so people have to read it. Picking up instruments. Putting down instruments. Relentless existential anxiety. Brown rice.

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