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On that first tour, myself and my tour-mates had an eye-opening show and night in Fresno, California. The song tells the story the best I can, but the label we run (Manatees and Jack O Lanterns,) plan to release a series of travel-themed seven inches, featuring a song, and a written-out prose form of the story that inspired it while on the road.

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Outside of Redding the redwoods wait, 3 hours of sleep and I’m back awake
The morning’s silent but for an engine hum, brush my teeth in the river then we move on
3 days stuck in Portland, the van wouldn’t go, desperately scrambled to make the next show
Out of the mountains the desert stares, our minds uncertain what awaits us there

24 hours later my head’s clouded and disturbed, still see the whites of her eyes and hear her words

Stopped for directions at the University, Fresno seemed thriving, it seemed safe and clean
Drove into downtown to find where I’d play, it took but a moment for our minds to change

No, no, no, I never want to go, back across the desert and into Fresno

21st and F Street at load-in time, men worked the corners with suspicious eyes
Buildings all faded, crumbling decay, the time brought darkness, light fled away
With hours came people who filled the streets, fled to the payphones on frantic feet
We drank some tall-cans in the alleyway; there we met Sophie who warned us away

She came out from The Alley Den, soft spoken and polite, she said “you boys gotta move kuz soon come the men with knives”

We shared some drinks together, our spirit’s tired, underneath a halo of razor wire
We asked how they made it here in a town of crumbling brick, she said “we work when theres jobs and pray we don’t get sick”

These streets aren’t forgotten, they’re just ignored, whole blocks abandoned and plied up with boards
A faded marquee that once illuminated the night, now the police helicopter the only light

And the man in the van had a gun in his hand and bad plans within his eyes
He drove up the streets then all the folks came running
And Sophie was gone just a little too long, Cam and I asked what had we done
Then out of The Alley Den she came stumbling
Sophie lost her husband then her house back in Berkeley and she misses them so much goddamn it hurts
In Fresno she found the drugs, but they ain’t working and all that she’s got left now is The Church
She said she likes it best on Sunday mornings, it’s a chance for all of them to start again
And when they sing their songs it don’t seem like they’ve been struggling, just folks trying to make their way off hope and friends
No, no, no, I never want to go, back across the desert and into Fresno

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from Money, God, And Other Drugs, released August 31, 2012

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Worst Days Down Edmonton, Alberta

A punk rock band based in Edmonton, Alberta. Initially started by vocalist/guitarist Ben Sir in 2011 as an acoustic project, it transitioned to a full band at the beginning of 2014.
Featuring members of notable Edmonton bands such as Audio/Rocketry, Fire Next Time and Desiderata, Worst Days Down aim to record, perform and tour as many places as possible.
New album 'Elsewhere' coming Fall 2016.
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