The New Space EP

by Standby

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Our first EP that we want to call "our first EP."

Almost entirely self-produced, with the help of some good close friends. We feel this record is a strong representation of us, as well as some sort of indication of a slight turning point for us as songwriters and music producers.


released August 15, 2015

All songs written, produced, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Standby at Standby's Muffin Studios with the exception of:

Horns on Clock Math recorded at Western Connecticut State University
Strings on Ivory House and To the Man in the Spaceship Recorded at WERS (Emerson) and engineered by AJ Fick
Drums on To the Man in The Spaceship recorded at Jackson Hoffman's home studio

Standby is:
Brandon George - Lead and backing vocals, trumpet
Garrett Rose - Acoustic guitar, backing vocals, string arrangements
John Rumph - Drums and auxiliary percussion
Michael Mosca - Electric Guitars
Phil Grabover - Bass and backing vocals

Horns on Clock Math performed by:
Jessica Stanley - Euphonium and Trombone
Mallory Figoras - Additional Trumpet

Additional vocals on Clock Math:
Devin Moniz
Jamie Bishop

Strings on Ivory House and To the Man in the Spaceship performed by:
Tim Reynolds - Violin I
Kathleen Parks - Violin II
Dan Lay - Viola
Evan Lunt - Cello

Cover Art reimagined by Heather Wyble



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Track Name: Clock Math
To seem awake
I’ll talk and stray
We’ll cry away
Our halcyon days

I’ll dry I’ll run across the sun be quick and sweet

To seem to seem awake awake
I’ll talk I’ll talk and stray and stray
We’ll cry We’ll cry Away Away
Our halcyon Our halcyon days


Tonight I seem
To feel and wean
Temper me out
You scream and shout

We break and bash the solid states to liquidate

Tonight tonight I seem I seem
To feel to feel And wean And wean
Temper temper Me Out me Out
You scream you scream And shout and shout

Track Name: Ivory House
Bubbles whisking and whispering in my stomach
Tempting temperament telling me I need to go away
Ivory houses all stacked on a mountain of wooden and brass parts all spinning around
This Tenuousness is much less applicative to my heart than a rhythm or sound

Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone

Altercation of altered mind and face
Simple sensations and senses sent to displace
Making traps of my exploding synapses I rush to enclose my escaping thoughts
Feeling peaceful is naught but the pieces I’ve not hid away in my spary rapport

Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone

My feet slip about on the air
Our tongues are a tentative mess
These words that we weren’t meant to hear

Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone
Track Name: To the Man in the Spaceship
I've got three letters for you
I hope you receive them
I've got a problem I need an answer
I want you to know I'm looking up at the sky
Don't you know I'm just a child
I just need some kind of

Compensation for
being alone
Just need an explanation for
Why you've gone away
Maybe one day I'll follow you
Leave the atmosphere
Find a way to find
to get to you out there
If only I try
If only I try

Now that I grow tall
I'll don a mask and fly
A rocket as red as a streak of sun
Rich and glaring in the light
Shining for those without answers

Answers as to why, why you flew away
But I'll get those answers now I try
And reveal the mystery inside
So now I follow you
Into the great beyond
I've found a way to find
How to get to you
How to get to you
Now I'll get to you

Catching colds from other mothers
Holding hands with inconsistent lovers
Thoughts of you still smother me
Trying hard not to pretend
The breaking of the fisherman's bend
Burning letters I would send
To a man in the sky

I'm sorry it's not okay
I'm sorry it's not alright
I'm sorry you fly away
I'm sorry you fly tonight

I can see the clouds
I can see the stars
I can see the gates to perdition
I can see you now

My ship is crashing down
But I've made it onto yours
I know I was right
On that cold dark night
Twenty years ago
When I saw you go
My steps echo on steel
Reflect sins of the father
I can see the glass
On the top of your helm
And the emblem on your chest
My life drains from my eyes
And in my last vision
Now I finally see through the sky
With your lifeless hands
All I was, was wrong
And here we lie together
Father and son