True South

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Jared Stinson's efforts beyond his punk band SIC WAITING see him deliver a new take on the timeless American folk style with Dead Frets.
Honest, traditionally-rooted songs that explore common themes from loss and sacrifice to love and letting it go, Stinson's new effort True South still rings fresh and true. (JB)

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released March 10, 2017

Recorded at Pizza Cake Productions, Orange, CA, July/August 2016
Produced by Daniel Bubert and Anthony Ciandella
Mixed by Daniel Bubert at Pizza Cake Productions
Mastered by Mike Mulet at Alley Cat Studios, Yauco, Puerto Rico
All Songs Written and Performed by Jared Stinson
Additional Guitars and Vocals by Daniel Bubert
Additional Guitars by Anthony Ciandella
Bass by Daniel and Jared
Drums by Nic Morreale
Accordion on Come Home by Art Kardashian
Back Cover Photo by JB Jakubek
Album Art Design by Chris Shearer
All Songs (c) 2017 Suck In The Smog (ASCAP)

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Track Name: Broke & Hearted
BROKE & HEARTED

I guess it's true what they say about the broken hearted
and from my window I can see a light in darkness
They speak in cliches like 'better days are coming,'
but I know better so when I hit the ground I'm running

We don't have to spend the rest of our lives
living in shells of a former life
Our days are counting down, let's try to get it right

I've made my way town to town across the endless seas
I've searched for nothing proud, nothing discovered me
But back here in the claws of family and friends
I found a resting place and never left again

We don't have to spend the rest of our time
living in shells of a former life
We don't have to fight on no one's side
or turn away love when the moment strikes
Our days are counting down, let's try to get it right
Our days are counting down, so let's light up the night
Our days are counting down, we're gonna be alright
Track Name: Curtain Call
CURTAIN CALL

Lay me down by the river in a cold Cascadian town
let me shake off the shivers as the night comes racing down
because the man in the mirror's got a plan behind his frown
and the hand of the Giver's got another on the trigger
of the gun it's wrapped around

So when the curtains come to call
let 'em come and let 'em fall
I hold this moment above all

Lay me down in the city as the moon crosses the sky
I'm only here for the pity lest the blood catches your eye
And does it number the guilty in the passers passing by?
It's your delusion of a city, boy it ain't fucking pretty
and in the light neither am I

So when your life becomes your wall
let it build and let it fall
And when the darkness takes us all
let it come and let it fall
So when the curtains come to call
let 'em come and let 'em fall
I hold this moment above all
Track Name: I'm Not Mad
I'M NOT MAD

So what if it's a love song, so what if it's mellow
soft, passive and slow
Violence is a virtue, but anger took my soul
as it tends to do I'm told
I got old

But I'm not mad anymore
I've got plans I'm planning for
and if the whole world abandons me
I wouldn't fault them for anything

This guitar gave me a falling, and Jessie you were right
it's painted my hindsight
So when you're fighting and you're stalling just remember you've got time
but not enough to waste your time
like I did mine

But I'm not mad anymore
I've got plans I'm planning for
and if the whole world blames me
I wouldn't fault them
Track Name: Come Home
COME HOME

Baby, I know you've filled up your days
and lately I've been chasing a flame,
and baiting, and biting, too much to take
but love is for fighting and finding a place

So come home when you want to know
that you've got a place in these arms you can go
come home

Baby, it seems like there's no road to take
and I am an island. But you are the waves
beating upon my shores every day.
Love is for fighters, and finding a way

So come home when you want to know
that you've got a place in these arms you can go
come home
Track Name: The Greenest Grass
THE GREENEST GRASS

We lay our weapons down
surrendering voluntarily
to passion and belief
and kiss the stable ground
we finally have the chance to breathe
free

We see it now, the steady hand
of us was you, was me
It's turning out the greenest grass
was right under our feet

We searched for eager eyes
desperately needing some belief
and we found em in our reach
at all of the wrong times
apparently we searched but couldn't see
the moments our eyes would meet

We see it now, the steady hand
of us was you, was me
It's turning out the greenest grass
was right under our feet
Track Name: Maybe
MAYBE

I've been watching the clouds as they're gathering
and the sky starts falling down
I've been wearing a loud, shit-eating grin
as the silence fills this town
I gotta believe that no one should be
alone at seventeen
but life in a cage isn't how my life will be, she said

Maybe, just maybe
I won't go home tonight
I'll chase a days worth of dying light
and settle down where I can feel alive

Been vapid and frayed for a lifetime now
and a bit more every day
They call it a plague of mistaken vows
but absolve of any blame
I gotta believe they both could up and leave
but convince themselves to stay,
'cuz life in a cage ain't as bad as it could be

but maybe, just maybe
they don't make it home tonight
and years of finding ways to disconnect
cone to a sad and uneventful end
Track Name: Pain
PAIN

Stay where you started when the simple starts getting tough
and everything you do never amounts to enough
unless you're waiting for the world to fill your cup,
then give it up
Call it torture of the art or call it what you will
when gazing through the haze requires a drink and a pill
and buying into despair is the worst endearment to feel, but still

This pain, it's more of the same
When your world only tries to break
does it try in vain?
This pain, it's more of the same
I thought I'd grown out of my mistakes
but I never change

If they aren't waving you goodbye inside a rear view mirror when you go
or waiting patiently when you get home
then all the in between (the ghosts and demons that grow)
won't be alone
when you dive into the deep and through the looking glass
and you find all the things you thought you'd shared have passed
from your mind, like a love that was supposed to keep you alive,
thrown aside

This pain, it's more of the same
When your world only tries to break
does it try in vain?
This pain, it's more of the same
I thought I'd grown out of my mistakes
but I never change
Track Name: Margins and Notes
MARGINS AND NOTES

It's lonely in this head without you
and I can't even call you, I can't even think
I'm sorry I drove you into leavin'
I drove you to believin'
that you ruined everything

Maybe we'll find ourselves, or find the best parts of how we felt,
but the words that I wrote in the margins and notes
I'm keeping to myself

It was lonely in this bed beside you
where I could never find you fighting for anything
I'm sorry you lied about the waitin'
and I lied about the savin'
and we ruined everything

Maybe we'll find ourselves, or find the best parts of how we felt,
but the words that I wrote in the margins and notes
I'm keeping to myself