Growing Pains

by The Midwestern Charm

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1.
03:05
2.
Can't Stand It
3.
Wallflower
4.
Insignificant
5.
Valentine's Day
6.
Something/NOthing
7.
Lush
8.
With a Lime
9.
General Drag
10.
Ballad for Someone
11.
Stockholm Syndrome

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Ryan McCrary- Lead guitar, Vocals
Steve Sampson- Bass guitar, Vocals
Ryan Gracyalny-Drums, Percussion
Connor La Mue- Vocals, Rhythm guitar, Keys

All songs written by Connor La Mue, arranged by The Midwestern Charm.

Organ on Can’t Stand It & Insignificant played by Ian Olvera.
Organ on Wallflower, Something/NOthing & General Drag played by Keith Stendler.

Recorded, mixed, and mastered from January, 2013 to Feburary, 2014. Engineered and mixed by Shane Hochstetler at Howl Street Studios in Milwaukee, Wi. Additional recording done with Ian Olvera at Top Soil Studios in Oshkosh, Wi, and Steve Sampson at The Cat’s Meow in Milwaukee, Wi. Mastered by Carl Saff.

Stockholm’s was recorded on the second floor of Washington Hall in Oshkosh, Wi by Brandon Domer.

Design done by Chris Mueller.

Thanks to all of our family and friends, especially Shane Hochstetler, Ian Olvera, Megan Sampson, Carl Saff, Brandon Domer, Beth & Clint at Reptile Palace, Cranky Pat’s, Time Bomb Tom, Exclusive Company, Melissa Dahlman, Keith Stendler, Todd Van Hammond, Scott Lind, Chris Mueller, Midnight Reruns, Nathan Dengel, RedHawks, Andy Johnson, Bron Sage, Cynics, Jamie Yanda, and Kwik Trip.

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releases 29 July 2014

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Track Name: Bloodbath
I've been wasted and spat on, beat up and stepped on, choked up and cursed at; My heads been a bloodbath. The only thing I've realized through it all is that you're nothing...

In the mirror there's a pale frame from what used to be your best game
A sickness or a trader, a mess up and a failure.
I know that I'm a piece in this chess game life but is there something I can do to get off of the table?
Is there somewhere I can go with you?

It's a good year for a murder as you pin us with disorders,
Throw us in our padded rooms, we've learned to love this prison tomb.
I know that I'm a piece in this jigsaw life, but is there something I can do to see the bigger picture?
Is there somewhere I can go with you?

Every night I come home feeling strung out and alone
But than I see you, you're something to hold on to
The past 6 months I've been afraid to show you love so I decay
And it's wearing on you
I know it's wearing on you