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Last Album of College

by Five Ever

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1.
Math/Mask 04:14
I’m looking through the window To the life I left behind. I am not liking this Dark depressing side. Friends are few of many With little on their mind, But they will always try, And they will, they’ll take my side. And I hide behind a mask of guilt And of every single lie, And the mirror shows my true reflection for Once in its life. There’s no one left but me, No one left to see The pain I see. Everybody suffers but they look away. No-one cares for themselves anyway. But I will believe in everything, I will Be the savior, yes I will, I’ll be the king. And I hide behind a mask of guilt And of every single lie, And the mirror shows my true reflection for Once in its life.
2.
Sandeman 02:31
I asked the man in the moon some hard questions. He stared at me with sunken eyes. Now I’ve gone blind With everything I’ve seen in those eyes. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to say? Yes, I did go insane, But I will be okay. I won’t believe in a god That doesn’t believe in me. See, I’m just a man Who wants to be free. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to say? Yes, I did go insane, But I might be okay. I am running out of time, I am running from my mind. I don’t know when I will die, But Joe Jersa will cry! What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do? Yes, I did go insane, And I’ll never be okay!
3.
Cold 02:36
Back when the air was cold, Ground was colder, and your heart froze. I knew what I had to do. You left me out in the cold, And I had nowhere left to go. So I went to the parking lot Where we talked and they would fuck, Just so I wouldn’t feel alone. I just needed to clear my head, But now I’m stuck here instead. I knew that this day would come, When everybody I ever loved Would condemn and forsake me. That’s why I’m all alone. I just needed to clear my head, But now I’m stuck here instead. I’m all alone Out in the cold I need to be the kind of guy That I don’t know, I just don’t know, I’m all alone, Out in the cold.
4.
Sheep 03:17
When you hate the smell of your own home, That’s when you realize it’s time to go. Leave everyone else behind, Do not tell them what’s behind the lies. You’re just a sheep in wolves’ clothing With no control at all. You’re just a sheep in wolves’ clothing, With no power at all. Your soul is flowing down the street Like a plastic bag in the summer heat. You can’t seem to go out at night, Because you fear the Dreadwolf’s bite. You’re just a sheep in wolves’ clothing With no control at all. You’re just a sheep in wolves’ clothing, With no power at all. Travel as far as you can, Realize you made a mistake. But you can’t go back now, You’ll be burned at the sake. You’re just a sheep in wolves’ clothing With no control at all. I’m just a sheep in wolves’ clothing, With no power, Oh no power, With no power, At all.
5.
Air 05:19
I know what went wrong In every single song. I worried too much, And I didn’t think enough. I try to sleep at night; It’s almost six AM. I turned to you for comfort, Pulled back the sheets, but there, There was nothing there. Nothing but air, Nothing but air, Just a waste of space. There were no friends And no sign of my dear. I ran away And I found an empty field. There was nothing there, So I laid down my shield. Nothing but air, Nothing but air, The space was full Of my former friends And the ghost of my dear.
6.
Beat 72 01:02
"[T]-ake 72"
7.
Files 04:59
I was at my dad’s house when my mom got married. She went to Vegas for a quick wedding. She was crying in the bathroom, she didn’t want to do it. But she had to for my sister that wasn’t born yet, She wasn’t born yet. We’re files in the filing cabinet, Slowly being filled, Waiting for the day we can finally spill, Finally spill. Grew tired of telling my family Why I don’t want to go to school. So instead, I tell them I plan to In a year or two, Though it’s far from the truth, So far from the truth. There is no truth. We’re files in the filing cabinet, Slowly being filled, Waiting for the day we can finally spill. Finally spill. I remember going to the quarry With some friends and acting dumb. We climbed a tall conveyer belt; Had to sing NSP Just to bring me down. We’re files in a filing cabinet, Slowly being filled, Waiting for the day we can finally spill, Finally spill. The story we gather Throughout our long years, We finally get to tell them What they want to hear, What they want to hear, What they want to hear.
8.
“You can do this.” It’s about 10:53, The band’s about to play. You walk up beside me, I ask “What’s your name?” We start to talk For a little while I found out You drove a couple of miles. Hell, it’s okay If you live far away… (Despite what everyone else will say.) You’re the girl at the show, You’re the only one that I want to know. You’re the girl at the show, You’re the only one that I’ll ever know. You’re the girl at the show, You’re the only one that I’ll ever know. You’re the girl at the show, You’re the only one that I’ll ever know. The band finished up, And you walk away. I murmur to myself: “What’s your name?”
9.
"Nine." You’re so literal, I’m forgettable, Wrote out stories I was in… You’ll spit it out, I’ll just choke it down, Like the Flintstone gummies we had as kids… Feel the blade within my feet, Can’t see more than twenty feet ahead of me. But I can’t stop now, No, I can’t stop now…. My legs are numb, Yet I am standing so strong, ‘Cause I have the spirit deep within me. Used to play the saxophone, But I can’t stand to pick it up. Memories of friends long since gone Come rushing back every time. My legs are numb, Yet I am standing so strong, ‘Cause I have the spirit deep within me. My legs are numb, Yet I am standing so strong, ‘Cause I have the spirit deep within me. Go beyond the impossible, And kick reason to the curb. Don’t believe in yourself (don’t deceive with belief); Believe in the me that believes in you. Your legs are numb, But you are standing so strong, ‘Cause you got the spirit deep within you. Your legs are numb, But you are standing so strong, ‘Cause you got the spirit deep within you.
10.
What To Do 03:56
Thought I lost everything in the flood, Then I found a picture of our love. We were in the park where we met. I fell down and silently wept. I knew I could be something great, Even in spite of fate. Only if I had another muse Besides this old picture of you. I don't know what to do At the sight of you. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do At the sight of you, At the sight of you. But then I realize I have my friends; I have to stand beside them. Have to be there when they pass out, To put the caps back on their 40-ounce. Now I know what to do At the sight of you. Now I know what to do. Now I know what to do At the sight of you, At the sight of you.

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Obligatory follow-up to 2014's "Last Album of High School".
Recorded September-October 2017 in Muncie, Indiana.

Dedicated to Joe Jersa

Length - 35:42



Notes:

Reunited approximately four years after issuing the aptly titled "Last Album of High School", Five Ever now offers its "Last Album of College".

“What a title!” one might muse. Songsmith Jacob Williams didn’t even attend college—he isn’t about to graduate, he has no file. But all the while, he has contemplated the continuity of his art and chosen a name, for all its irony, that serves as a sequel, completes a collection, and compliments his career.

Eh? Whenever it’s fired up, Five Ever is fun. "LAOC" retains all the characteristic charm of "LAOHS". Like the “last album”, there are a few “accidental” verbal monologues to preface pieces; there’s a beautiful 'Beat' taking up one-tenth of the track-list; there’re even some of the same songs! (There’s more in store too: be sure to listen for a silent saxophone, an audible aluminum can, and a little bit belonging to a certain D.B.—nay, not Cooper!) With the coming of "College" also comes a superior sonic quality of recording. Everything’s better this time around including the sounds, the songs, and the spirit of the CD. But is it “feeling better”?

An overwhelming sense of bleak bitter black imbues this set with a somber and sober sadness. Despite its bookended optimism (ambiguous as it is), the album at its core dwells in depression and regret. It marks out moments of particular gloom in William’s yet brief life. He’s taken great stock in these encounters and experiences.

Consider the prosaic desperation of unlikely and ultimately impossible romance (‘Girl At The Show’). Lyrically, everything is stated as fact. Everything is simple. “It’s about 10:53” he says most matter-o-factly. There’s no adornment. This soul-weary spirit of simplicity pervades every piece. He’s all honesty. And yet in spite of all this, Williams completely mars the message with the terribly tragic: “There is no truth” from ‘Files’. A barn-burner to begin with, that line assumes much more potency when one knows that Williams had once been nicknamed “The Truth”.

’Tis a complex collection. ‘Sandman’ takes a stab at the standard existential dilemma. ‘Cold’, one of Williams earliest efforts, covers mutual confusion. ‘Sheep’ criticizes the Other, and at the end, the Self. ‘Air’ is an old-gold ballad echoing down the vast empty lanes of loneliness. The seventy-two beats within ‘Beat 72’ serve as a manic interlude between the two separate sides of the album.

A bridge. A beat. What’s the fight? Where’s the spirit? Have you ever seen it? Do you like what the mirror reflects back? Are you strong enough to bear it? Will you break it? King Confusion Williams will show you around his Palace of Pain. Nevertheless, the light shines at the end of the album. Wistful closer ‘What To Do’ is a study of inspiration and action. With mask removed and now-unnumb lower limbs, Williams charges forth confidently proclaiming “exactly what to do”. He knows. He goes. "Last Album of College" makes a lasting impression.

-Alexander Moss, Forever a Friend and Fan

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released April 21, 2018

Personnel:
Jacob Williams - Vox, Guitars, Bass, Keyboards (3)
Alexander Moss - Harmony Vox, Drums, Bass (0.5, 5), Keyboards, Production, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering, Design, Notes

Katie Salgat - Cover Art

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Five Ever Kokomo, Indiana

Born of a musical marriage between songsmith Jacob Williams and multi-musician Alexander Moss, Five Ever serves as an outlet to electrify William's words in the great sizzling energies of song.

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