Inclement Weather

by Eric McCoy

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Inclement Weather takes a trip to the odd with warped vocal modifications, pitch shifts, intrusive bouts of noise, and sparkles of ambiance, but still it manages to be very much an Eric McCoy album. Pseudo-Garage and synth-y Dance numbers, both of which are keenly executed, aside, the core of this music is still Eric's solid songwriting and bored-but-concerned lyricism. With lyrics still wandering through the halls of ennui, melancholy, frustration, and, at times, personal reflection, Eric still manages to grab you by those twenty-something heart strings, and cut to the core of the mindset of all of us wandering around post-college, wondering if we're doing what's right.

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released August 26, 2015

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Track Name: Christmas Lights in April
The Christmas lights are up and it's April
The Jack-o-latern's still there too
Her face sags more than it used to
And I don't call much anymore

She never finished all of her beer
She always left a bit at the bottom
That light bulb burned out months ago
Just never cared to change it

And I want her to know
That I just can't seem to care
About anyone but myself
About what coat I'll wear when it's cold
Not what her kids have learned at school
Not what her boss has said at work
And I want her to know
That it is such a shame
That I really miss her so

The car doesn't start in the morning
And it's hard to make it to work
The grocery store seems very lonely
When you're always buying for one

Sometimes I go to the restaurant
Where I know she works
I hope that she'll wait on my table
But it never works out that way
Track Name: If This is Still Your Number
If this is still your number
I've still got your number
If you are still in Austin
I am still in Austin
And if this is still your number
Let's go...

Down to the place
That sits down by the lake
You can order the fish
And say that you won't
Drink too much wine
And we'll both know that is a lie

If this is still your number
I've still got your number
If you are still in Austin
I am still in Austin
And if this is still your number
Let's go...

And we can talk
Talk about old times
The friends we used to have
But haven't kept up with
Oh how they're better
Than the company we keep now

If this is still your number
I've still got your number
If you are still in Austin
I am still in Austin
And if this is still your number
Let's go...

And I can bore you
With stories about my job
I can pretend it's great
And you can pretend to listen
And we'll both think
How much better it was

If this is still your number
I've still got your number
If you are still in Austin
I am still in Austin
And if this is still your number
Let's go...
Track Name: Shirt and Tie
The stares really start to affect me
When they don't look kindly
When they're not too friendly
When they think I'm goofy
But I used to look just them
Now I've got this shirt
And I've got this tie
I don't think the same
Even though I want to
Even though I try to
It's just not the same as it used to be

Another shirt and tie

The days are really all the same
At least I've got my shirt
And I've got my tie
It's the way to look
It's the way to be
No time to complain
Got to be on time
These kids they have no worries
Nothing to do
I've got things to do
In my shirt and tie

Another shirt and tie
Track Name: A Religious Man
His heart stutters like a car
That don't wanna start
In the winter when it's cold
And he don't like the light to shine
Too bright in his eyes
But the florescent in this hospital
Can really bring him down
And I try to cheer him up
Old stories about baseball
The players in the fifties were his favorite
Then the nurse will ask me to leave
So he can get some rest

And so he looks to God
But I just can't believe with him now

My grandpa was never a religious man when I was growing up
And the family followed suit
Sundays were for sports and friends
There's no time for church when the big game's on
But now with the tubes all connected
And the hours moving slow
He's found the time for faith
A faith I've never had
And never knew I wanted

And so he looks to God
But I just can't believe with him now

I'd like to share in his faith
To hold his hand and pray with him
But I just sit in silence
No thoughts in my mind
As his lips say words I've never heard him say before
My head bowed down and my eyes closed
But no thoughts in my mind

And so he looks to God
But I just can't believe with him now
Track Name: Being Bored
You said it was a nice time
The DJ played all the old hits
You said you felt young again
To sing songs you knew the words to

I don't wanna know

I can't help being bored
I can't help looking at the floor

And so we stop at Walgreens
To get your favorite mint ice cream
The cashier knows I'll want a pack of smokes
He has them ready as we walk up

I don't wanna know

I can't help being bored
I can't help looking at the floor

I said it was a nice time
After 7:00 it's two for one
And we were home by 9:30
Which is nice since we work early

I don't wanna know

I can't help being bored
I can't help looking at the floor
Track Name: Sad Day
I saw you standing at the turnstiles
Hair falling down your shoulders
You tried to brush it back
When our eyes locked together
But it just fell down again
It was okay, I didn't mind

It's just another sad day
And the phone ain't ringing again
It's just another sad day
And I just want it to end

We were young and sneaking in to movies
That we didn't even want to see
Then our hands would brush together
When we would share popcorn
I didn't care if they kicked us out
We had other places to see

It's just another sad day
And the phone ain't ringing again
It's just another sad day
And I just want it to end

Now all I've got is your memory
And my memory isn't very good
Other girls they brush their hair
And it always stays right in place

It's just another sad day
And the phone ain't ringing again
It's just another sad day
And I just want it to end
Track Name: Bright Enough That You Shield Your Eyes
She looked up
And happened to see
Her face in a mirror
She didn't like what she saw
All the makeup she bought
Hasn't done a thing

She sat down
Inched closer to him
He just looked away
He didn't like what he saw
That's what she thought
They never do

Thirty looms near
There's no fancy house
No fancy car
Just a microwave clock
That's two minutes off
And a bed that's only
Used for sleep

She pulls out her phone
And glances down
When people are near

The phone's ringing
And it's her mom calling
Best to let it go to voicemail
Everyone's saying to go out more
But it's never worth the hassle

The lights go up at the 7-11
Bright enough that you shield your eyes
A slice of pizza
Eight buck wine
Get in the car and go back home
Track Name: Been So Busy Lately
Passed out in my parent's guest room
Laying on the floor
Red plastic solo cups
Spill out of the trash can
I step over you
To go get some water
It's cold on my dry lips
And I think
My parents will kill me
But man it was worth it

And we'll hangout soon
I promise
It's just been so busy lately

The needle says we hit one hundred miles an hour
No cops in sight
The sun's high in the sky
Girlfriends and baseball
Make for great conversation
Two hours on the road
Have never gone by so fast
I barely even notice
We're about to run out of gas

And we'll hangout soon
I promise
It's just been so busy lately

Missed phone calls and forgotten texts
Clutter up our phones
Happy hour with friends from work
Because it's more convenient

Talking too much
Drinking for the first time
You laugh at how much
I like the taste of High Life
My girlfriend's ex decided to show up
But it was okay
You said you'd kick his ass
You always had my back
In situations like that
Track Name: Exit Sign
The car door slams
The ice rattles
In my Diet Coke
I look up
In the rearview mirror
And off you walk
Your arms are folded
Your head is down
Your dress sways

And I turn the key
I put the car in drive and off I go
My foot presses down on the peddle
And I catch myself smiling in the mirror

Thinking back
To boring nights
The TV's glow
The blinds are like
Prison bars
On our apartment window
A Redbox movie
From the grocery store
Every Friday night

And I don't ever wanna go back
Stare at the same old walls, the same old pictures
The one with me, you and our families
At some bar-b-que I couldn't wait to end

But the traffic's heavy
On 35
This time of night
I can't help
But sigh and think
What am I doing?
The exit sign
Is big and green
And it's coming up

And I'm just too old to give a damn
Being bored is better than being alone
I turn the car around and drive on home
Pull out my phone and type in your name