Virginia's Playlist

by Third Class

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    releases January 1, 2017

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    Third Class presents a 20-song, double LP, on black vinyl. Enjoy the poetic journey through Ohio innocence on this amazing grand opus of indie balladry.

    Includes digital pre-order of Virginia's Playlist. You get 5 tracks now (streaming via the free Bandcamp app and also available as a high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more), plus the complete album the moment it's released.
    digital album releases January 1, 2017
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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Virginia's Playlist, You're Sick, Radio To Cassette, Being And A Ball, Hymns From Some Small Town, Seattle Stars, Cold Morning Light, The Red Wheelbarrow, and 3 more. , and , .

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The World Sounds Like Poetry
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Kiss You Until You Bleed
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Lonely For You
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Crying In The Dark
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Hardwood Sky
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Grow Up In Portland
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Looking For Watts
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Colors Of You
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Better Mood Today
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Little Brother
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Sleepwalking Kid
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01:29
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A Dream
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Me And Wally
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Witch Hunt
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Sweet Potato

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Third Class presents their fifth studio release, Virginia's Playlist, a 20-song venture through the poetic innocence of traveling Ohioans. Front man, Lee Boyle, drives the music through new territories of balladry with Jack and Pepe playing larger roles in writing than performing. Also, a handful of Ohio musicians join the tracks to provide scoring, highlights, and field recordings to add atmosphere to the LP.

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releases January 1, 2017

Third Class produced, wrote, and recorded this album at Historian Recording Co., Youngstown, Ohio. Song highlights were contributed from various Ohio musicians as home recordings. This album was mastered at Cauliflower Audio, Cleveland, Ohio.

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Third Class Youngstown, Ohio

Happy songs with sad lyrics, two-string riffs, wonky beats, and fuzzy tones, Third Class makes quirk-pop music in Ohio, going strong since 1999.

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Track Name: College Radio
We're college radio, but no one plays us. We've never played a show where people payed us right. And, in our pinky toe, we've got more talent than you could ever know. Your bass rig towers high. Your bass rig towers high. It rises to the sky, sky, sky. And, can I ask you why? Your trendy, pseudo fad is void of meaning. Your poetry is bad. I'm intervening here.
Track Name: Radio To Cassette
(I really feel like I've never made tapes for you often enough and I should try to do it more, but I just never liked sitting down for long periods of time and never felt like I...to try to, you know, just talk on the tape and never felt like I had very many things to say. But, it seems to me that the fun of having a tape, of doing tapes, is that then you can tell, talk about little everyday things that you normally don't write in a letter and don't even talk about when you talk on the phone because you just talk on the phone, one day, and you don't feel like you have a chance to say little, everyday things, where now, tapes don't cost very much and...) we start in Portland, where I was born then. We'll take a road trip, don't know where we're going. Radio, press record on the cassette. Radio, press record on the cassette. Radio, radio, press record on the cassette. WE play the keyboard whenever we're bored. We're playing ping pong, music all night long. Radio, press record on the cassette. Radio, press record on the cassette. Radio, radio, press record on the cassette.
Track Name: Being And A Ball
In the early evening, Steve was talking to me, cigarettes in the street, sandals hanging on feet. We were speaking our thoughts, thinking of Alan Watts, in some old parking lots, threw a ball that he caught. If I bounce this ball of the ground, will it come back to me? If I make you smile with my words, would you do that for me? You see, I feel like a fool when I dream in the lonely twilight. If I bounce this ball off the ground, will it come back alright? And, I can't fix anything. All I want to do is sing. I tell everyone 'round here and they laugh and call me queer. If I bounce this ball of the ground, will it come back to me? If I make you smile with my words, would you do that for me? You see, I feel like a fool when I dream in the lonely twilight. If I bounce this ball off the ground, will it come back alright?
Track Name: Lonesome Dove
Speak to me, my love. Don't leave me, standing here. Like a lonesome dove, one black eye moist with fear, I recognize your taste. You're in a tender dream. Relating is a waste, hearing your dreadful scream. You're lonely as an owl. I like your pointy ears. Speak to me, my love. Twice through my eye you peer. Like a dove, you coo. Don't leave me, hanging on. Don't leave me, hanging on. Don't leave me, hanging on. Don't leave me, hanging on (...This is them, speaking right now. Hi, is anybody there? Hello, this is Lee. This is Jerry. This is Steve, I'd like to say something.).
Track Name: You're Sick
Why can't you, for once, just tell me you're sick? Why couldn't you, for once, just tell me that you were sick? Why can't you, for once, just tell me you're sick? Just tell me you're sick. Just tell me you're sick. You broke my heart. Why can't you just say you were laughing at me? Why can't you just say you were laughing at me? Why can't you just say you were laughing at me? You were always angry and disgusted with me. You broke my heart. How can you just say you were never happy? How can you just say you were never happy? How can you just say you were never happy? You were always angry and disgusted with me. You broke my heart. Why can't you, for once, just tell me you're sick?