Kicks for Kicks

by Adam PC

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Recorded and Mixed by Adam P. Cissell at Guv Studios - Roslindale, MA
Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance, Cambridge, MA

artwork by Justin Case Niles

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released August 4, 2015

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Adam PC Boston, Massachusetts

Adam PC is a rock band from Boston, MA specializing in catchy tunes and BS.

The band began as the solo project of Adam Preston Cissell, who released two albums, Townie Does (2008) and Entendo Tapes (2009) on his own before asking the rest of the band members to join and play shows together live. As a full band, they recorded and released Orange Girls in March, 2012. ... more

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Track Name: Stuff 'n' Things
It’s alright if you like things we don’t like.
It’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.
If we agree to let each other be,
it’ll be okay. It’s just…

Catchin’ a slice at the end of the night and talkin’ ancient aliens.
We like to chill and crank Neutral Milk Hotel in our cars at 3 a.m.
Comically large things and comically small.
We like bitchin’ days, ending in creme brulee and Dino J, spinnin’ loud.

There’s a plethora of things that you know we find interesting but,
It’s alright if you like things we don’t like, man!
It’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.
If we agree to let each other be cool!
it’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.

Watchin’ Evil Dead, while gettin’ well fed on mozz stix and onion rings.
Livetime movies with some good-time buds, dishin’ puns and jokes and zings.
Monty Python and all The Kids in the Hall
We like chocolate mousse in the diner booth,
while discussing Edward Gorey, Neil Young, Danzig and Zac Efron.

There’s a plethora of things that you know we find interesting but,
It’s alright if you like things we don’t like, man!
It’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.
If we agree to let each other be cool!
it’ll be okay. It’s just ssssssssss-stuff ‘n’ things.

It’s alright if you like things we don’t like, man!
It’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.
If we agree to let each other be cool!
it’ll be okay. It’s just stuff ‘n’ things.
Track Name: Kelly (From Eastern High)
Kelly from Eastern High
was my girlfriend junior year.
She was tall, blonde and blue-eyed
A Barbie Doll, bombshell babe.
She was way out of my league,
but she had a thing for red-haired dudes.
On our first date we skated where we first met,
holding hands and shredding some ice.
Oh, Kelly

For our second date,
we went back to my place
and hung out on the couch with my dad.
It was Saturday night and to set the mood right I turned on the TV to Lawrence Welk.
My dad gave me shit and I probably deserved it, 'cause when he went to bed things went south.
Watching old people dancing's not good for romancing with Kelly from Eastern High.

Oh, Kelly
It's alright
It's okay
Things just weren't that great
They weren't bad
Not too good

For her birthday
we went out with her friends
to Chi-Chi's to celebrate.
I had enchiladas three fuckin' ways.
Maybe that wasn't such a good thing.
On the way home, we dropped off her friends
and then we got back in her car.
I felt sick, but she'd locked the doors,
so I puked all over my hands and her car.

Oh, Kelly,
I'm so sorry
That I
Puked in your car on your birthday
Didn't mean to
Just sort of happened
I'm so sorry that's how we left things.
Track Name: Strip Mall Dojo
I met my first love in a strip mall dojo.
We shared kicks for kicks, but we never kissed.
We just held hands, the hands that could kill us, the hands that could break lots of boards.

I rode to your house on my bike, late at night.
I threw cans at your windows, but you never woke. Then the cops came.
And, they called our parents. I was grounded 'til Christmas Day.

I met my first love in a strip mall dojo.
We dated for four weeks, then she broke up with me.
And, I heard recently she married a state trooper.
She works at the Home Depot, nights!
I met my first love…
Track Name: Windy (With a Chance of Stupid)
These girls are standing in the cold, waiting in line, wearing nearly next to nothing.
It's 28 degrees. It's windy with a chance of stupid, but I think honestly, "what the hell are they doing there?"
They're holding their shoes in their hands, arms-crossed and shivering.

These girls are standing in the cold. When they get in, they won't pay for drinks, because that's what boys are for. Um, yeah.
Jenna knows the bouncer. He's kind of sketchy. I think she blew him, but I think honestly they don't care if she's doing him, if it gets them in,
away from shoes in their hands, arms-crossed and shivering.

These girls are standing in the cold with paint-on eyebrows and frozen lip-gloss, making eyes across the line with boys with chin-strap beards and gelled hair, shiny shirts with dumb designs.
These boys don't mind if they cut in line, because "girl looks so fine. She got mad behind" with her shoes in her hands, arms-crossed and shivering.

These girls are standing in the cold, waiting in line, wearing nearly next to nothing.
It's 28 degrees. It's windy with a chance of stupid, but I think honestly, "what the hell are they doing there?"
They're holding their shoes in their hands, arms-crossed and shivering.
Track Name: Friends
Friends, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. They're the best!
My friends, every single one of them is so turbo!

My friends, P.A.L.S. until the end. You can say that again! Well, I just might!
I love my friends, be they straight, gay, bi or lesbian, or transgender!

Friends! We always have a good time!
Friends! 92% of the time!
Friends! We throw darts at the Fireside.
Friends! Hit the board 92% of the time. That's not true!

Dig my friends, be they short, tall, fat, thin or medium to medium well. Well?
I love my friends, be they gluten-free, paleo, veg or vegan or just normal, organic, sustainable, locally sourced!

Friends! We always have a good time!
Friends! 92% of the time!
Friends! We throw darts at the Fireside.
Friends! Hiit the board 78% of the time. Still not true!

Friends! We ask awkward questions to recent divorcees like, "remember when you were married?"
Friends! We win dance competitions and have no recollection of ever participating.
Friends! We pass out with a beer in hand, wake up, take a sip and then fall back asleep.
Friends! We climb walls like ninjas, then fall down and land on our kidney.
Friends! We get super pissed at Japandroids, and then get pouty and frowny all night.
Friends! We get all riled up and then kick over a potted plant.
Friends! We get asked inane demands, like "hey can you please turn down your band?"
Friends! We always have a good time, 92%! 92% of the time!
Track Name: It's Sooo Bright Out
These markings on my arm don't make too much sense, a string of drunken hieroglyphs from the night before.
I just woke up on the floor.
All is quiet now. It's so bright out.

These pictures on my phone tell an incongruous tale of sordid, various events outside the library, explains the cuts on my knee.
All is quiet now. It's so bright out.

These markings on my arm are starting to come back to me like a drunk Rosetta Stone that just came to me (that just came to me), just came to me.
All is quiet now. It's so bright out.

Wake up six feet from the edge of the bed.
Slow, thumpin' hollow sound in the back of my head.
One sock on, the other the night stand.
Jeans rolled up, I used them as a pillow, man.
Another pint, another shot, another fuckin' round.
Small town broken clown left without a sound.
And, who are these ghosts that'll sit and have a drink with me?
And why does life have to be this fuckin' mystery?
Answer's found at the end of the proverbial glass.
I guess this egg's on my face 'cause I thought it could last.