THE ONLY HIPSTER

by GARRETT T. CAPPS

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Press Statement #7:

The spastic and hasty public musical evolution of Garrett T. Capps now includes three additional dynamite tracks:

"The Hypnic Jerk" - A mid-paced dual-riff ode to what Wikipedia describes as "a Myoclonic twitch which occurs during Hypnagogia..."

"Money (That's What I Want)" - A mildly-predictive, yet provocatively rust-filled rendition of Berry Gordy and Janie Bradford's relentlessly covered classic.

"Movin' Along" - Suburban stucco-punk at it's finest. Deftly ignore the vocal slurring and implicit references to "Doctors, Bosses, Wacky Women, and ..........Friends?"

"The Only Hipster"- represents Garrett T. Capps' initial indulgence into lo-fi Bud-Light boogiedom. It marks the first occasion for him to simultaneously collaborate with 3 Mexicans, a vast array of analog equipment, and vegan barbecue.

Most importantly, these recordings serve as proof that if you really want to take a shot at rock n' roll, all you need is a "C Average" and a little bit of cold hard cash.

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released November 13, 2012

Recorded and Mixed by Travis Beall at Flabby Road Studios - Austin, TX 2012
Mastered by Mike Vasquez at Sweatbox Studios - Portland, OR 2012

Garrett T. Capps - Sloppy Vocals, Rhythm Axe, Skins, Low End (Track III)
Dom-O Martinez - Off -The-Cuff Rock N' Roll Lightnin' Licks (Lead Guitar)
Christopher Mancinelli Rodriguez - Killer Left Field Suburban Harp (Tracks I & II)
Travis Beall - Thumpin' 4 String (Tracks I & II)

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Phone: 210-317-0006

Email: garrett@garretttcapps.com

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Track Name: THE HYPNIC JERK
I caught you shakin' while ya fallin' asleep
How come you never do that when ya on ya feet
I take you out, I buy ya drinks
I slap that jukebox on repeat
But ya look at me like I’m a freak
I just wanna boogie and you don’t agree

We could dance in squares & rodeo
Two step in San Antonio
But we Stay home and watch tv shows
Complain like there’s nowhere to go
And just when I think we’ve got too slow
You start shakin' and a groovin' like a road house dog

You do the hypnic jerk x2
'Till it just don't hurt
You do the hypnic jerk
'Till ya just can’t take it no mo'

Dancin' jerkin' all the time
Your life begins a-when ya close them eyes
Had long day and you go to bed
Shake off the demons in your head
Feelin' empty feelin lost
Just pop a pill and get on, get on
Track Name: MONEY (THAT'S WHAT I WANT)
GIMME SOME QUAN
Track Name: MOVIN' ALONG
I don’t need no secretary, to answer them phone lines
Or some stroke of luck to make feel alright

The bible knows my troubles, and to it I’m just a mess
And the weight, it just gets bigger, beatin' right down on my chest

Where I’m goin' I can’t tell x2
Where where I’m goin' time will tell x2

Met a bossy mean old lady, she told me I was wack
Met a pretty nice young girl, and her dad had a heart attack

My boss just thinks I’m lazy, and friends all say I free
And the law it says I’m crazy, and my doctor disagrees

Where I’m goin I can’t tell x2
Where I’m goin maybe hell x2

And I’m feelin' kinda dire
But like a weak old worn out tire
Movin along x2

Everybody goes through hell
And for some it’s just a spell
Movin' along x2

Well the fuss is all among us but, I can’t complain
And those people on the bus, their soul is on a train

And the ground it moves beneath them, and they do not know a thing
And I’m standin' on the sidewalk, wavin', hollerin' their names

Where they’re goin' they can’t tell x2
Where they’re goin' time will tell x2