Bachelor Party [EP]

by Work Friend

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released October 12, 2016

Words By Spencer Hannemann
Music By Work Friend:

Spencer Hannemann - Guitar, Vocals
Jon O'Brien - Bass, Keys, Vocals
Brandon Osorio - Guitar, Vocals
Alex Teubert - Drums, Percussion

Produced, Engineered, and Mixed by Jon O'Brien
At The Music Box Studios in Fullerton, California

Mastered by Michael Fossenkemper
At TurteTone Studios in Manhattan, New York

Art and Design by Scott Milton Brazee



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Work Friend California

Spencer Hannemann
Jon O'Brien
Brandon Osorio
Alex Teubert

Mixing feel- good sonic sunshine with wonderfully raspy vocals seems to be the perfect combination for California based indy rock band, Work Friend. I can’t stop listening to this unassuming stunner. Album opener “Any Good” is the perfect open road song to help soundtrack your summer-to-autumn transition in style.
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Track Name: Bachelor Party
The empties form a pyramid at the center of the table
as our crossed eyes try to focus on the girls.
The married one sits smiling as convincingly as one could hope
and sober
he's got good credit and a car.

When I met you in a bar like this it was like something someone would write
but now I sit here listing in the tragic crowded desert night.
For what it's worth there's some things that no one can understand

She lacks the sick capacity to create a problem where none exists
and I'm grateful
but I wonder what's the catch?
In a borrowed shirt I get sick in the bushes by the main road
and I wonder if at the wedding I'll wear a vest

When I get home I'll hold you and we'll stay like that for minutes
then we'll retire quietly and we'll sleep well like we used to
for what it's worth there's some things that no one can understand
Track Name: Divorce Party
Milky liberated thighs dimpled from
two years of drinking without consequence (until now)
glisten in the strobing pink and yellow light,
you stumble as I cringe
you barely conceal your smile

Then you came twice
and I got sick on your complimentary bath towels
and I don't think we'll see each other again.

Reeling that our fathers fought and died and evolved
so one day their own progeny could dance for free shots,
weeping chanting mourners howl in the dark crowd:
"we know for what we sin but for what is it we turn down?"

We built a desert to worship thirst
and to honor life's mistakes,
and every army needs a flag
so we bear it with a smile on our face

and I'm quite sure we won't see each other again.