Weather

Weather

 Brooklyn, New York, USA
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Weather are an indie rock quintet based in Brooklyn, NY. The band has performed at SXSW, Summerfest, Canadian Music Week, CMJ, CBGB Festival and supported artists like Cold Specks, San Fermin, and You Won't. Known for their energetic live sets, Weather is currently recording their debut album while continuing to perform live across the East Coast.

Biography

Weather have performed at festivals such as SXSW, Summerfest, CBGB Fest, Canadian Music Week, and CMJ. The band has also shared the stage with notable acts such as San Fermin, Cold Specks, Mother Mother, JJAMZ, and You Won't. The band started 2014 with a highly successful trip to SXSW and the release of a new video for non-album track "Hello Montana."

The group, now residing in both Brooklyn and Boston, has had a successful year of touring that has included showcases at South by Southwest in Austin and CBGB Fest and CMJ in New York City.

Weather plan to release their debut album in 2015.

Lyrics

A Lot Of Work To Do

Written By: Pat McCusker


I love you I do, I really do
The phone is a piece of plastic sitting in my hand
But it’s not you
Now’s the time to figure out what you want
What you’re gonna say
What more do you want from me
I’m taking it day by day

Words more words to make the point
I’m trying to relate
But thinking too hard’s dangerous
It’s a bad habit to create
Got to have fun with your information
Got to inform all the time
But all I want to know is
When’s my time?

We got a lot of work to do

Talking and you’re talking and you’re talking and you’re talking the talk
Boy you’re on a roll, I wish I had control
I wish I had control, I’ve got to fix my soul
Trying to refrain from any sort of sin
They say life’s a game, well I hope I win
Try to put yourself in someone else’s shoes, how does it feel?
Does it really feel like anything at all?

We got a lot of work to do

So tell me what you need, I’m here to make you smile
I’m here to make you forget about problems, Alright?
I’m here to make it all worth while
Have a little patience, it takes a lot of time to get my point across
I’m still learning fundamentals of persuasion and satisfaction
So cheer up for me honey, I want to see your pretty face one more time
I want you to believe me, I want you to believe me

We got a lot of work to do.

Friendly People

Written By: Pat McCusker

Oh the places that we’ll go
There’s a path that I once took
And would love to take again
Each step is nice and slow
Oh like a fairytale book
I’ll read it over, over, over, over again

I cannot wait for that feeling again
Tall grass around me and the dirt on my skin
I’m going to a place where nobody knows
Deep inside everybody’s dying to go

I cannot wait for that feeling again
The friendly people are all letting me in
And when the laughing ends I got to say bye
Until another day I look at the sky
Until another day I look at the sky

Oh I’ll whisper in your ear
Oh you smile back so nice
You can trust me I’m your friend
All that matters is here
Oh you don’t have to think twice
All that I told you, told you, told you, told you I meant

I cannot wait for that feeling again
Tall grass around me and the dirt on my skin
I’m going to a place where nobody knows
Deep inside everybody’s dying to go

I cannot wait for that feeling again
The friendly people are all letting me in
And when the laughing ends I got to say bye
Until another day I look at the sky
Until another day I look at the sky

Untamed grin, outside in, out of shoes
Inside out, jumping, dancing molecules
I went in to expand, excite
I went out and I saw the time

I cannot wait for that feeling again
Tall grass around me and the dirt on my skin
I’m going to a place where nobody knows
Deep inside everybody’s dying to go

I cannot wait for that feeling again
The friendly people are all letting me in
And when the laughing ends I got to say bye
Until another day I look at the sky
Until another day I look at the sky

Branches

Written By: Pat McCusker

When you let me know I wasn’t what I thought
I was uneasy in the coffee shop
Seeing or dreaming or all of it in one
Waking or shaking, just please don’t let it stop

I had a thought and turned it into words
Please let me speak, I’ll tell you everything
Over the phone, I sounded somewhat right
You said “I’m sorry” and that meant everything

I recall the best thing I can do is breathe
Look at my hands and they’re still a part of me
It starts as a seed, grows into branches like a tree
The leaves fall down but they come back eventually

I think I see you there in front of me
So I’ll do my best to say something that has some sort of kind of meaning
When I was exposed to reality
I lost touch with my sense of self and now I think it’s finally starting to be
My God when a plane hits the ground
Everyone is hoping, wondering, and praying everything is at peace
God damn, I will love what I love
And what I love is enough and it’s all I got to give me release

I recall the best thing I can do is breathe
Look at my hands and they’re still a part of me
It starts as a seed, grows into branches like a tree
The leaves fall down but they come back eventually

Here We Are

Written By: Pat McCusker

Here We Are

What to do today? Do I get up from bed or stay, stay, stay?
Oh, in my dreams there is always something to find it seems.
Now I’m awake. Take a big breath in I feel ok.
Home all alone, I can feel my thoughts run from my body to my soul.

Now, what you do, does it make make-believe become true?
Is it real because of you? Does it live?
Does it breathe? Does it give? Does it chew?
All that you thought, you gotta give to the world
cause it’s all that you got.
And birds will sing and their voices will echo,
see the gifts that they bring.

Here we are, isn’t that enough?

You can always sound it out.
You can feel what it’s about.
Cause it makes you wanna scream.
Cause it’s real life in a dream.

I got a notion from a motion an emotional ride.
He got the feeling from the ceiling of a rehealing tide.
She got the power never sour would allow her to flow.
We got the laughter shortly after we would hafta let go!

From head to toe is a point of reference that makes me so.
Jump in the air. Whatever it is tie it up with care.
Look what you’ve done.
From the moment you’ve started you’ve already won.

New York

Written By: Pat McCusker


New York

When you face a whole new world it’s all the same to you.
Take a stroll into the park. We haven’t got a clue.
You keep tearin my insides out. The day is comin soon.
I can’t wait for the calendar.

Oh don’t know where I’m going.
Oh I wake up and my jeans feel tight.
I got to realize who you are.

You got a lot to figure out. You got a topsy turvy mind.
You shouldn’t have a single doubt. There’s gonna be another time.
When I go off to New York, I’m really walkin on the moon.
Because you send me off to outer space and I gotta leave so soon.

Please settle down.

Need some reaction for your attraction.
Too much frustration in what we’re creatin.
Babe do you hear me? Babe do you feel me?
What to hold on to? What to move on to?

Oh don’t know where I’m going.
Oh I wake up and my jeans feel tight.
I got to realize who you are.

You got a lot to figure out. You got a topsy turvy mind.
You shouldn’t have a single doubt. There’s gonna be another time.
When I go off to New York, I’m really walkin on the moon.
Because you send me off to outer space and I gotta leave so soon.

A Way Home

Written By: Jeff Butcher,Pat McCusker, Pat McCusker

A Way Home

?Move yourself along. A little traffic never hurt no one.
Keep a look ahead. Just remember to never look back.
If all we do is group and moan at the end of the day end up alone
now what good is that?

You can gather your things and escape those above.
Now you got all the info but nothin to show. Now what were you thinkin?

Love yourself alive. There is wisdom in your self respect.
Happiness will come. Take a minute to internalize.
I know you are aching to speak out your mind,
But you’re shakin you’re quakin
Till you find the right line to shout out in the daylight.
When you’re down at the bottom you’re ready to stop,
Take a climb up the mountain. Find your way to the top and it’s alright.

If you want it you gotta build it. We gotta work on this together.
If we do this We’ll have to make a map.
And maybe we’ll find a way home.

So treat each other well. It’s an emancipation synchronization.
Work with those around. We can get ourselves out of this mess.
If we fall and we break and we tear into bits
If we all wanna make a new life outta this
I need you. You need I.
Because love is the way and the secret we hide
And if love falls away we have nothing inside to align with.

If we want it we gotta build it. We gotta work on this together.
If we do this We’ll have to make a map.
And maybe we’ll find a way home.

Maps

Written By: Sebastian Modak,Mitch Stewart,Pat McCusker,Jeff Butcher, Jeff Butcher

Maps

Tonight I look down into the trees.
Saw faces stare back up at me. Back at me.
Up up up where no one can see wanting history.
Well who knows?

This nothing song reminds me of a nothing time.
String along what’s long gone, buildin nothin to a sign.
I dare to run trippin over iron eyes.
I remember the go, not the come.
Trippin face first till fate was done.
Every cloud’s a spaceship filled with gold.
We move till night turns cold to disappear from it all.
Do you remember that? Did you stop long enough
To turn that whisper to a touch?
To box it up? To make it us?

I see me map out stars by heart leaving blank space.
To be filled with the moments I’ve erased.

And I got something for us all. A you. It’s your’s enough to
Call small but heavy worth the while so let’s take a walk.
With none my own I’ll make up shit for each of you.
Your name in stone. My, how you’ve grown.
The pieces in between I own.
Cause I got some time to make it up to the sky
And make some sense of it all and land smooth after your fall.

I’ve seen my own maps fall apart leaving blank space.
To be filled with the moments I’ve erased.

Speak

Written By: Pat McCusker

Speak

I got all the friends in the world. When I ask they never stutter.
We watch the cars go by together.
That’s how we know we got each other.

So why I’m tucked up in a corner starin at mouths talkin up late?
Have a drink until the morning comes.
Try to be less shy today.

How do you feel when the touch is away?
How do you speak when there’s nothing to say?
Say what you want from the top of your tongue.
Hope it feels better like when we were young.

You can be a fool. There’s plenty of room for that now.
So pick up your things and shoot to the moon.
There’s a way to go it’s ok you know to not know how.
There’s a way to go it’s ok you know to be lost for now.

There’s a vision far far far away. When I close my eyes I see it.
Burst of color up up in the sky. Right in front where I believe it.
So open up and let the good day in. Where the people come and listen.
Someone shout the part of behavin. Where the heart cannot be missin.

How do you feel when the touch is away?
How do you speak when there’s nothing to say?
Say what you want from the top of your tongue.
Hope it feels better like when we were young.

You can be a fool. There’s plenty of room for that now.
So pick up your things and shoot to the moon.
There’s a way to go it’s ok you know to not know how.
There’s a way to go it’s ok you know to be lost for now.

The Rules

Written By: Pat McCusker


The Rules

The human body is an interesting place.
A fine piece of machinery. A fun thing to waste.
Take a chance and destroy everything you’ve worked for.
Take a chance and enjoy. The dirty thing will make you feel alright.
And when I’m weak, I find my bed. I hear a voice inside my head
And I’m scared. What exists in this underworld?
There’s a ghost inside everyone.
The human body is an interesting place.

Who makes the rules that say that we’re pitiful?
Who makes the rules that make me think twice of my life?
Who makes the rules that say my behavior’s wrong?
Who makes the rules that make me stay up through this night?
The phantom’s got me thinkin.

Your state of mind doesn’t matter to me. Time to let go.
I hope that we will remain friends and everything. Time to let go.
How does your story go? It’s kind of foggy now. Time to let go.
I think the ending needs a little work.

Who makes the rules that say that we’re pitiful?
Who makes the rules that make me think twice of my life?
Who makes the rules that say my behavior’s wrong?
Who makes the rules that make me stay up through this night?
The phantom’s got me thinkin.

Move

Written By: Pat McCusker

Move

Do what others say and you will get along just fine.
Run around naked to make up for all the times you’ve lost.
You smile so good in real life why don’t you do it for the camera?

You need to be yourself but make sure that it’s in the right amount.
It’s always better looking back than at the current time of play.
How do you capture memories if you are living in the now?

I want to give this a try.
We only live once then it’s through.
If only we didn’t have to die.
Maybe we don’t have to.

I got a funny feeling wrapped around my head.
I must have forgot how to move.
Caught thinking about you said.
Maybe I don’t have to.