Transition

by Look Left

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Flint Whimsical indie pop, emotive (and evocative) singer/songwriter artistry and some impressive a cappella chops combine into a genre-flirting barrel of inspired fun. Favorite track: High School.
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Bodie Hughes This album is truly what it describes in the transitions: Happy, Sad, and Wierd. And you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way :) Favorite track: Oil On My Lips.
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Buck Riley Pepper is a very surprising musician. You think you've got him all sussed out, and then he does something crazy and wonderful. His vocal arrangements steal the show on this album, and he displays a deft lyrical prowess. All around, brilliant stuff. Favorite track: Close Your Eyes.
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Mark Nichols Super cool music on here, can't wait for the physical CD! Favorite track: Inspiration.
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Matt Gunn This album is another great example of how this band can produce a completely new album with a great selection of tracks. Each track gives off a different feeling, and there isn't one on this album that isn't worth listening to on repeat.
A great album with a huge range of sounds. Favorite track: Inspiration.
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Transition is the 6th studio album by Look Left. The production is tighter, the songs more adventurous, and the lyrics sharper than ever.

A lot has happened in the last year. Everyone graduated school. Everyone moved away from one another. Everyone got a job. The music keeps coming.

Enjoy.


Special thanks to Andrew Cotts, Matthew Royek, and Derek Wilber for helping me to get this project started. You guys shaped some of the best years of my life and I couldn't be more thankful to you all. To Zed "Primal" Crowe for being the inspiration for some of the best music to come out of my big, dumb head. To every single person reading this. Thank you for giving me a chance.

credits

released September 26, 2014

All music written, produced, recorded, and performed by Jared Clark
with the following exceptions.

Bass on Track 3 by Derek Wilber
Keyboard on Track 4 by Andrew Cotts
Track 5 written by Tim Bales
Bass on Track 6 by Matthew Royek
Strings on Track 10 by Nick Adams, Annie Ursu, Alex Price, and Nicole Gillotti

Box art and design by Eric Zawrotny (www.boxelderdesign.com)
Book art by Scurrow (www.furaffinity.net/user/scurrow AND donttouchmyjesterhat.tumblr.com)
Lighthouse art by Magen (aka @NightlineZ)

For more music and extra special things, go to www.lookleft.us
For comments, questions, or just to share your opinion email lookleftband@gmail.com

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Look Left Phoenix, Arizona

Look Left was formed in 2008 when Jared Clark (Vocals/Acoustic Guitar) decided he wanted to be a rock musician. He went out into the harrowing Northwestern Pennsylvania tundra, bought a microphone and started recording. He was joined by Derek Wilber (Bass), Andrew Cotts (Guitar/Backing Vocals), and Matt Royek (Cajon/Percussion/Oddjobs).

LATER after graduating the college, Jared continues alone.
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Track Name: Sound Emotion
Hello, come on in, I beg ya pardon but the
roofers have made a just a bit of a mess
nowhere to hide, come inside, come inside
Please tell me what I know
Please tell me where to go another
piggy back, smack, attack, out back aw can’t ya
shut up, shut up, shut up, I wanna hear it now

Freak. Out. I. Can’t. Hear you

Ah gimme that sound emotion
Ah, gimme that gimme that.... sound emotion

Woah, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
but I just don’t get what that gettin’ gets me
I pull in one, the transition comes and my mother
covers her eyes in fear
We pauses, in closets, just makin’ a fake and bake a
flap, jack, hat-trick, make it all ourselves yeah

Freak. Out. I. Can’t. Hear you

Ah gimme that sound emotion
Ah, gimme that gimme that.... sound emotion
Track Name: AA Battery Controlled Telescopic Knife
Walking back from my place, she seemed happy.
Nothing in the wind to keep me down!
Got a package in the mail...
Could it be my holy grail?
a poking implement to rule all the tools with inferior fuels

“What’s that you got there in your pocket?”
she asked as we walked into the mall.
Eyes widen as I show
the seventeen-inch dynamo
that shouts out when I flip the switch and keeps growing
and growing and growing

I said, “Hey, why is everybody
runnin’ for their life?” It’s just my
AA Battery Controlled Telescopic Knife 

My grandfather turns to me and says,
“Let’s go down in metaphoric history.” because
I never had a grandfather.
But if I did, I’m sure that he’d be
Proud of a loud-browed son-of-a-cow
who can wield a blade the way I do

Chorus

Is there an issue bring weapons into this particular bank?
I was escorted out and there’s only one thing to thank, and it’s my
AA Battery Controlled Telescopic Knife

There is an apple farmer lifting all the Pilgrims
from their huts to find the weather only half as satisfying as before.
And as an answer, he said,” Run to me, my daughters, have a
crispish red delicious, the least truthful of the apples.”
Say it again and come to me Say it again, I’m not myself
I’m not myself

Chorus
Track Name: Inspiration
Gimme some time to wait and see
will I get back my once a week cause this
nightly might be killin’ me but it feels good for now.
Fallin’ blind into my bed
nothin’ done and nothin’ lifted up above the rest but hey
everyone is doin’ fine and when
inspiration strikes, honey, let’s go to the bar.

Don’t try and think about it
waste time and live without it
slow down, what do you see?
Miles of empty paper
someone will write it later
You know what yer doin’
You can make it through an’
if you got a dollar left then you’re doin’
fine

Inspiration does, inspiration doesn’t
always say, the last thing in their
physical, metaphysical inner eye
Yeah

Chorus
Track Name: Let It Follow
So many nights, I find myself staring at the stars in the sky
They're daring me to move, right?
Just daring me to move...right?
Days go by, I find myself wandering in the moonlight
It's giving me the eye, right?
Just pushing me aside...

You might never understand
Why you have the time to spend

chorus

But when the day comes you'll be running again
Chased down by the darkened lines of your shadow
It's a life you could leave it behind
But for now, you let it follow

And with time, you'll feel a bit better; you'll be alright
You'll forget about a past, right?
Yeah, forget about the past...right?
Hey you know, it's easier to let it go, right?
It's only harder when you fight
It gets darker every night

You might never understand
Why you have the time to spend

Chorus
Track Name: Oil On My Lips
I am the one with the 21 under my thumb
another battle till I come undone
is it me, is it you,
could I contain myself pullin’ it through,
I roll the knife and I get a feel for
simply twist to separate, as I
squint to catch a glimpse of the emerald bliss
I become a monster grab a spoon and
only one more word to think about and here I go

But oh, we got an evil attraction for you
and oh, I didn’t mean to entice,
but satisfaction is what we aim for
and what do you know? ready to go for it
under the guise of improving the texture
with oil on my lips and a stain on her dress.

eyes wide as I circle the outside
carefully trace as I uncage the delicate
flesh as I lean, bent over the counter,
slave it all away making perfect sections
oh, now I start to salivate, when I
think to add a pinch of the crystalline clinch,
I can feel the silk in between my teeth and
if I can’t be reached don’t worry now, my pulse is slow
Track Name: High School
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady
suckin’ on ya mom’s spaghetti, born ready, roll a chevy
I’ll put the soup on and we’ll break the levy, another
Seagertown pickup and we stagger, it’s heavy, Brotha
Another word to put ya mind in, get up, put your time in
a dozen to make you wanna rewind it
No, not again, I don’t think I could take it
the education, you’re not given it, you make it
can be a prizon, back, ya listen, up, you
had a bit of bitters, now ya quiters now ya, plucked

The level of importance that we press upon the years between
the age of walking in and walking out
they tell us it’s the best time
can it be the best time or
did we all just waste time
killing ourselves over things that do not matter

How many kids you know that come undone
ya thin it’s even started before yo hit 21?
I know 30 year olds who are stuck in the 10th grade, just wanna
shake em up, get in the truck, your bed is made, I gotta
take myself back, cause I can’t remember who the
prom king was, or yet, even better if a
single bridge I had burned came back to hurt
“permanent record” now that’s just absurd
let go the chains, let go the self, that
kept you always tryin’ to be someone else if there’s a
better negator of why to buy and pay later it’s that the
price of admission is to become a self-hater

It gets better if you make it better
Track Name: I'm Not Giving Up
Sittin’ around, wanna figure it out, a way to
justify my second chances
Mind wanders far but it keeps landing on you
who’s left to blame this time, was I a
victim of my circumstances? No,
I held the smoking gun but not the bullet that it threw

Painted a picture, while I was trying to find
another piece of gold
I never figured out, that the villain was me
and now you’re leaving

I’m not giving up, I’m not giving in
not letting the dark be the reason, I give myself for
the kind of person, that I have been
I can’t change for you, so I’ll change for me
I’ll be alone, for now, for then

Words fly like a burning knife into the
person who’s my only anchor
It wasn’t too much weight but rather the
rigidness of my stubborn mind and I
can’t stop thinking about it
regret flows in too late to prevent the
things that I said, the things that I meant at the time,
but not once I played the tape back.

Painted a picture, of what I had in my mind
another hand to hold
I didn’t like what I saw, who I turned out to be
so now I’ll leave it.
Track Name: Lighthouse
We all held candles the other day
Let go of 50 balloons
your mother said things that she wanted to say
some people got choked up and everyone tried hard to

age slowly, try again tomorrow and
not let this happen again

Though we can't understand it
lest we ever forget,
I will stand here, as a lighthouse
carry on

I wish I could see you another time
I wish I could turn things around
I wish that my sorrow could lead me to find
another few hours, another few ways to try to

age slowly, try again tomorrow and
not let this happen again

Chorus

And we don’t have to wonder
we know we all miss you the most
we know we all miss you the most
we know we all miss you the most

I put on your sweatshirt the other day
Because I was thinking of you
tried to remember what my preacher told me
about tryin’ to make every precious moment last and to

age slowly, try again tomorrow and
not let this happen again

Chorus
Track Name: look left - Let Us Fall
I don’t know what some of these kids are really going for
If the shoe fits, well put it on and give me something I can keep
Radio chirps politely are there 2 or more
Could you please be more specific when asking where to sleep
Don’t drop your wallet out a window on a blood string

If I count the hours in my head
I come up with 21
It’s another words for “Scientist”
And all I’m saying, all I’m trying to say is

Chorus:
If all roads lead west from here
Shouldn’t we be flying?
If all gods have made poor sinners
What’s to keep from taking off? Let’s go
From the earth, from the crowd, to the edge
Let us fall

You can go to the stage if people want you there
Watch us ski without the snow, point your cameras at our feet
Drop it low who put the yellow in the smoke machine
You can dance with all the boys, look like machinery
Pump a shotgun, hit the floor and get us screaming

If I look like someone else tonight, that’s cause
I’m walking in their skin
We’re just tellin’ you, ya can’t stand there
And all I’m saying, all I’m trying to say is

Chorus

Oh, give me something else to say
I got it, you got it, here fallin in we start it
All fall down if we’re in today

Chorus
Track Name: Delirious
Perpetrate, no one’s thinkin’ “Someone
gimme an excuse to walk away tonight.”
Hesitate, for a second, pick a person
any person who can make you feel at home

Should I write about your lips,
your body or your hair oh keep it
comin’ if you want to give it
I begin to stare but you’re real cool
so cool, real cool, yeah, but

Chorus:
I’m delirious, from followin’ you babe,
around on the floor, and
you’re delirious, if you think that
I can wait anymore

Syncopate, get me movin’ as I edge us
towards the stairs don’t make me fight this time
Concentrate, get me thinkin is this moment
any moment when I’m standing next to you

Can’t you hear my heartbeat pounding
clearly through my chest if I could
say it any clearer what I need is your caress
but you’re real cool, so cool, real cool, yeah, but

Chorus

Tellin’ you, till the light of day
baby you take my breath away

Chorus
Track Name: Tone Poem
Find me something better
Find me something new or something old to be around
Drop a needle, take me there

write me up a letter
put it into words and help me feel what’s coming down
here’s the pen, I’m the paper

but I have something better
something else entirely that you might really wanna see

If I like it that’s because I found it
If I like it that’s because I found it many times my own size
many times, many times.

Find me something better
Find me something new or something old to be around.
Track Name: Close Your Eyes
Hey there Mr. Ages there is something
you should know if you plan to
continue with your current course of
action I mean hey.
It’s really not my business but in
times of trouble, I’ve been sometimes
known to lend a hand and by the way
It’s nice to meet you, Believe me I’m discreet you
have nothing left to worry on that
pretty big ‘ole head of that I’m sure.

Close your eyes
We really shouldn’t come here alone this time
close your eyes
a minute more and we will
Finally arrive
Close your eyes
and push it all the way to the floor this time

If we weren’t following these lines there wouldn’t
be so far to drive, so keep ignoring all the signs and point us
up towards the lights or to the green, feel my heard beat
and the sun die.

Now we’re flying through the air quite
quickly and I for one am quite impressed
that bridge was much higher than
originally expected yeah I’d say
we’ll probably make the border at
around that 1800, that’s if we don’t stop for gas
and no I don’t mean to rush you, inhibit, hold, or shush you
but if we grab a drink then we’ll be
runnin’ kinda late, of that I’m sure.

Close your eyes
we’ll surrender all the control this time
Close your eyes
a minute more and we will
save somebody’s life
Close your eyes
let’s see how far we get it to roll this time

Crank the wheel just past the light
watch machine and flesh unite as we
careen into the night and all our
Fuel sets us in flight
and we rise to our eternal home.
Track Name: Get Up
Hit the clock, hit the floor, hit the maker
hit me up, I’m on my feet
Where’s the grounds, where’s the filters, wheres the sink
Does this place have water? I need my nicotine

The path is clear except for the outlook
I’m primed to steer with nowhere to go

Hit the breaks, pull the arm, crank the speakers
roll the windows up
lock the doors, lock your eyes, lock up when you get done
gotta run, get done, I’ll pull the trigger

Chorus: Get up. I won’t say it no more

Make noise, make room, make really anything
and if you can, stop making sense
in your mind you’re asleep, and we all want relief
but there’s no time here
not feelin’ right, take whatever you want, but just
cruizin on the edge, have you lost your mind? no,

Chorus

Rap:
Baby get up and get dancin’
ready get up get your hands in
and make trouble, zip ya lip no excuses
the rhythm has got several uses

shake yourself, break yourself if ya
gotta be a diva than take yourself
make yourself fake yourself bake yourself
as long as you can find a way to wake yourself

layin with me playin’ with me
come on baby say it with me
we could be havin’ the large and the lavish
if we could just take it one step at a time then
maybe we could try to

Chorus
Track Name: The Same Thing (Love)
It’s alright, yeh I’m fine
just another cut I’ll stitch it up with rhyme
and in time when you’re not mine
then it’ll lose it’s shine

I’m alright, I’m okay
if I shed a tear than that must mean I’m gay
but who’s to say if it were that way
that I could take the hate, believe me

I’m winding up, you’re winding down
but if I turn the wheel, yeah I’ll come around

Chorus:
And I take the time, you know I try
to find the different ways; all the different ways
to say the same thing, It’s the same thing we can’t find
it’s all that we are working for. All that we are working for is love
and our own way to get it
might leave you if you let it
hold it up don’t hold it down

I can write, but I can’t fight
unless you count the time that I had smacked a guy
late at night, knocked out his lights
for sayin’ Bungle bites.

Got a car, well, it’s my dad’s
at least until I finish up my undergrad
no, it ain’t bad, I’m pretty glad
for all the luck I’ve had, believe me

I’m rippin’ down the path they’ve laid
if you asked someone else, they’d say I’ve got it made

Chorus
Instrumental Verse

Changed my mind, I’m not fine
‘till I have a hand to hold I’ll walk the line
in a bind, it’s not a crime
to mix your beer with wine

Chorus - It’s all the same thing (repeat)

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