Warm Beer & a Cold Sleeping Bag

by Skum Shine

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Tynan Allison This whole album is wicked awesome. Inspiring and fun songs to listen to and to learn. Favorite track: Bad Relationships.
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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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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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Track Name: Bad Relationships (Laval House Demo)
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
Track Name: I Miss the Road (Laval House Demo)
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
Track Name: Call me Chernobyl (Laval House Demo)
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
Track Name: We Lost Our Way (Laval House Demo)
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
Track Name: Seventeen
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
Track Name: Ghost Town
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
Track Name: Bad Relationships
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
Track Name: Call me Chernobyl
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
Track Name: The Bottoms Up Boys
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
Track Name: Runnin' Outta Time
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
Track Name: Old Shoes (Deer Tick Cover)
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
Track Name: I Lost My Dog
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