WILD LOVE
Wild Love is Brandon Gorman + Michael Crecca.
All songs co-written by Brandon Gorman (except track 10, sole writer).
All songs produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden (except tracks 4,8).
All songs mixed by Kyle Dreaden.
All songs mastered by Adam Grover.
All songs performed by Wild Love, with incredible contributions from our friends: a huge thanks to Miles Laderman, Michael Rasile, Sean McCann, Luisa Marion and Colin Rowe for your performances on this record.
Engineering by Jaedon “Bone” Bonifield, Kyle Dreaden and Ryan Yount, with additional engineering by Sean McCann and Michael Crecca.
All artwork and photos by Matt Blum (except “Vanity” and “Location”: photos and artwork by Destiny Keller).
TRACK 1
SHUT UP
written by Brandon Gorman, Colin Rowe + Tom Pino
Yeah I care but I don’t want to
I’ve got it all, too much to lose
But I don’t have you
Thinking in lines that aren’t straight
Cuing up my thoughts, concentrate
But I still don’t have you
Just shut up
I need a drink for this
Just shut up
I keep on biting my lip
Just shut up
Don’t think I can do it
Do do do it, do do do it
Just shut up
Reach for your hand I miss
Just shut up
Keep catching my breath
Just shut up
I should just say it
Oh baby, I love you
Capturing us in black and white
You and I what a crazy sight
Don’t fuck this up alright
Alright alright alright alright
Just shut up
I need a drink for this
Just shut up
I keep on biting my lip
Just shut up
Don’t think I can do it
Do do do it, do do do it
Just shut up
Reach for your hand I miss
Just shut up
Keep catching my breath
Just shut up
I should just say it
Oh baby, I love you
Yeah I care but I don’t want to
I’ve got it all, too much to lose
But I don’t have you
Oh yeah baby, I love you
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, acoustic guitar
Michael Crecca - electric guitar, bass
Miles Laderman - drums
TRACK 2
LONELY WEEKEND
written by Brandon Gorman + Nicole Beaubien
I got back in town this evening
Are you still messing with that sweet kid
Cause you won't answer your phone
Can't even call this the friend zone
I saw the girls down at Dino's
You know they asked me for a ride home
We didn't talk about you, though
Funny our song came on the radio
Is that really what you're into
Making nothing into an issue
It's not like we we're official
But I thought we were good
Guess it's another lonely weekend
And I'm just staring at my ceiling
And it goes on and on and on without you oh
Guess it's another lonely weekend
With every minute just repeating
And it goes on and on and on without you oh
Guess it's another lonely
Yeah it's another lonely weekend
Still waiting for you to text now
Hate the thought even going out
Rather the TV in the background
It's a better soundtrack for feeling down (feeling down)
Was I really what you're into
There was nothing at all to be an issue
It's not like we we're official
But I thought we were good
Guess it's another lonely weekend
And I'm just staring at my ceiling
And it goes on and on and on without you oh
Guess it's another lonely weekend
With every minute just repeating
And it goes on and on and on without you oh
Guess it's another lonely
Yeah it's another lonely weekend
Yeah it's another lonely
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, acoustic guitar
Michael Crecca - electric guitar, bass, synths
Kyle Dreaden - synths
Miles Laderman - drums
Jaedon Bonifield - engineering
TRACK 3
I DON’T CARE
written by Brandon Gorman + Nicole Beaubien
Yeah I think about you now and then
I hope you do the same
Right now I out with all my friends
They keep asking if I’m ok
Is it showing on my face again?
Always been bad at playing pretend
If I don’t stop now I might just go insane
But I don’t care
I don’t care
Yeah I wanna be lost again
In this moment, least ‘til morning
I’m done with being so hellbent
Trying to look like I’m not broken
Let it show on my face for them
Not even try to play pretend
If I don’t stop now I might just go insane
But I don’t care
I don’t care
I’ve been going out lately every saturday night
I’ve tried fall in love about a hundred times
But no one ever gets me really quite like you
I’ve been going out lately every Saturday night
I’ve tried fall in love about a hundred times
But no one ever gets me really quite like you
But you’re gone
And I should move on
But I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t care
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, acoustic guitar
Michael Crecca - electric guitar, bass
Miles Laderman - drums
TRACK 4
PLANET YOU
written by Brandon Gorman, Brian Alexander + Mary Kutter
What would I even do, when all I do is orbit Planet You?
I’m head over heels it’s cruel
Earth turns a little slower from this view
And when you just say hello, and nothing else
The gravity goes
I do it to myself
Is it too late to say I’m kinda crazy about you?
Does your heart have some space?
One look baby I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
Do you even notice me?
I can’t decide what’s worse
No or never knowing both would hurt
Most search the universe
For someone like you, but I found you first
Is it too late to say I’m kinda crazy about you?
Does your heart have some space?
One look baby I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
Do you even notice me?
I’m glad you came my way
Why did you make me wait?
Get rid of all this space
The universe awaits
I’m glad you came my way
Why did you make me wait?
Get rid of all this space
The universe awaits
Is it too late to say I’m kinda crazy about you?
Does your heart have some space?
One look baby I’m floating in circles again
I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
(Do you even notice me baby?)
I’m floating in circles again
Do you even notice?
Do you even notice?
Do you even notice me?
produced by Brandon Gorman + Michael Crecca
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, acoustic guitar
Michael Crecca - electric guitar, bass, synths, piano, engineering
Michael Rasile - drums
Ryan Yount - engineering
TRACK 5
CLOSER
written by Brandon Gorman + Colin Rowe
Yeah, we’ve got the soaps on again
There's dirty words from the kitchen
We’re missing all the dialogue, because they’re bitching
Got the cops knocking on the door
Dog passed out on the floor
Your fingers running through my hair
I’ve been here before and now I want you
So close, so close
Baby I want you closer
So close, so close
Baby I want you
Closer all the time
You’re running like a track star through my mind
I’m searching for some words here to describe
But all I got is closer, closer
Baby I need you closer
Volleyball in the wall again
I think we might have found Wilson
Tom is streaking in the yard I feel like a victim
Is that blur she’s screaming?
spilling out her feelings
Your ex is staring at me now
I wonder what his deal is
Guess he can’t have you
We can let him stare
Baby I don’t care
As long as I’m next to you
As long as I’m next to you
We can let him stare
Baby I don’t care
As long as I’m next to you
Cause yeah I got
Yeah I need you
Closer all the time
You’re running like a track star through my mind
I’m searching for some words here to describe
But all I got is closer, closer
Baby I need you closer
Closer, closer, baby I need you closer
Closer, closer, put your head on my shoulder
Ooh please don’t stop, baby I need you on me
More than so close, so close, baby I need you
Closer all the time
You’re running like a track star through my mind
I’m searching for some words here to describe
But all I got is closer, closer
Baby I need you closer
(I need you closer)
(I need you need you)
(I need you closer)
(I need you closer)
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, guitars
Michael Crecca - guitars, bass
The boys (Ben, Rasile, Sean) - gang vocals
TRACK 6
written by Brandon Gorman + Michael Crecca
Vanity, it’s killing me
Nothing in your head
No words to say
Everyone thinks you’re all the same
This vanity, it’s all I need
Nothing to sacrifice
It’s just another night
Yeah it’s alright, gonna be okay
Don’t believe everything that you say
You won’t believe it
Until you see it
Boys in shorts the games they play
Everyone knows they’re to blame
You won’t believe it
Until you see it
Boys in shorts the games they play
Yeah I know you’re just the same
Look at me, honestly
Did you ever have doubts
Was there somebody else
Dramatically, from now I see
I didn’t need a second glance
It was never true romance
Saying it’s alright gonna be okay
Don’t believe everything that you say
You won’t believe it
Until you see it
Boys in shorts the games they play
Everyone knows they’re to blame
You won’t believe it
Until you see it
Boys in shorts the games they play
Yeah I know you’re just the same
Nothing makes sense, but
I want your love, I need your love
No, it’s not the same, but
I want your, I need your love
Another tragedy, where you’re not next to me
I wanna hear you say my name
Can you say my name?
It’s vanity, it’s what I need
You push to tear me down
What will you do when I’m not around?
It’s vanity, it’s killing me
I didn’t need a second glance
It was never true romance
You won’t believe it
Until you see it
Boys in shorts the games they play
Yeah I know you’re just the same
VANITY
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals
Michael Crecca - electric guitar, bass
Kyle Dreaden - synths
Miles Laderman - drums
Jaedon Bonifield - engineering
TRACK 7
LOCATION
written by Brandon Gorman + Zach Benson
Drive by
Saw you dancing with another
Why, oh why
Barely even notice cause were
Up down again
Waiting for you around my head
Waiting on you all night again
Calling on you ooh
Your location says it all
You should be showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Tell me is this something you want?
You should be showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
Last try
Message in a bottle hoping
You'll reply
Barley even notice cause we're
Up down again
Waiting for you around my head
Waiting on you all night again
Calling on you
Your location says it all
You should be showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Tell me is this something you want?
You should be showing me off instead of showing me up
And i'm still waiting on your call
You showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Tell me this is something you want?
You showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
You showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
You showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
I've been wandering around on my own
The loneliest side of the phone
I wonder if you'll ever know?
Why are you never alone?
Your location says it all
You should be showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Tell me this is something you want?
Why aren't you showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Ooh
Why aren't you showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Ooh
Why aren't you showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Ooh
Why aren't you showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
Ooh
Why aren't you showing me off instead of showing me up ooh
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals
Michael Crecca - guitars, bass, piano
Kyle Dreaden - synths
Miles Laderman - drums
TRACK 8
LAST PHONE BOOTH
IN NEW YORK
written by Brandon Gorman + Colin Rowe
November got cold
My footprints in the snow
They follow me home
Big city, some pocket change
To dial up, your place
To hear you say my name
I’m at the last phone booth in New York
I thought I’d call to let you know that I’m yours
I know for sure that you’re my girl, I’d never give that up
If my world just stopped and you were all that I’d ever got
That would be enough
That would be enough
Night shifts are getting old
I’m still young you’d never know
I guess I missed the boat
Taxi cabs with green lights
Moving fast like my life
Just passing me by
I’m at the last phone booth in New York
I thought I’d call to let you know that I’m yours
I know for sure that you’re my girl, I’d never give that up
If my world just stopped and you were all that I’d ever got
That would be enough
That would be enough
That would be enough
I’m at the last phone booth in New York
I thought I’d call to let you know that I’m yours
produced by Brandon Gorman, Colin Rowe + Michael Crecca
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, acoustic guitar, banjo
Michael Crecca - bass, piano, acoustic guitar, engineering
Colin Rowe - synths, additional strings
Luisa Marion - fiddle
Sean McCann - drums, engineering
TRACK 9
OSCAR
written by Brandon Gorman + Nicole Beaubien
I guess we just won't speak?
What I thought we were we just won't be
How'd it seem so complete
All I was was just another piece
The questions could go on
But I just wanna know where it all went wrong?
How'd you hide him so well?
If he was on your mind, I could never tell
I'd have begged you if I thought it would make you stay,
But it never was on the cards
You didn't look back leaving when you walk away
and I must say that walk, it broke my heart.
Can someone give this girl an Oscar
For her starring role
She played the part of my lover
Picking up now what I should
Should have known
What I should have known
What I should have known
Do I just let go?
It's scary cause you're all that I'd known
and I was just a scene
But you were the whole damn movie to me
Can someone give this girl an Oscar
For her starring role
She played the part of my lover
Picking up now what I should
Should have known
I'm picking up now what I should
Should have known
What I should have known
Can someone give her a standing ovation
Give her a round of applause
Don't give her your heart I'm sure she'll break it
And still be everything you want
No
Can someone give this girl an Oscar
For her starring role
She played the part of my lover
I'm picking up now what I should should've known
I'm picking up now what I should should've known
What I should have known
What I should have known
I should have known
I should have known
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, guitars
Michael Crecca - guitars, bass
Miles Laderman - drums
Jaedon Bonifield - engineering
TRACK 10
CARS PASS BY
written by Brandon Gorman
produced by Brennan Aerts + Kyle Dreaden
mixed by Kyle Dreaden
mastered by Adam Grover
Brandon Gorman - vocals, guitar
Michael Crecca - guitar, bass
Miles Laderman - drums
Jaedon Bonifield - engineering
thank you
thank you for listening to the album. thank you for coming to the shows. thanks for being a part of this.
and thank you to everyone that made this record possible…
..to our producer dads, Brennan Aerts and Kyle Dreaden. You saw something in us we never saw in ourselves, changed the sound of this band and us as musicians forever, and made an album loaded with absolute smashes. Twitchers Committee forever.
…to our live band, Alec Kokul, Ben Miner, Michael Rasile and Sean McCann. How lucky we feel every day that we’ve had the opportunity to tour and play music around the world with our best friends. You were an endless joy throughout this chapter of the band, and you’re forever a part of what makes Wild Love, Wild Love. Love you boys. Apes strong together.
…to the man behind the lens, Matt Blum, for putting a face to this record and the singles, and rolling with our crazy ideas on all the fun filled afternoons in bathtubs, space suits, and our underwear.
…to all of the co-writers on this album, especially Colin Rowe and Nicole Beaubien…
…to our friends that played on this record. Miles Laderman, Michael Rasile and Sean McCann giving these songs feel behind the kit, Luisa Marion making Last Phone Booth so special with her strings, and of course Kyle for teaching us how to lay down some true blue synthesizers.
…to Lucas Canzona, for making this record possible. Lucas has had our back and be an encouraging force for years, but without him encouraging Kyle to come see us live many moons ago, this record would never be possible.
…and of course, to our friends, family, Anna, Claire, and of course, Raymond and Aria. You’re our rock, our foundation, and we couldn’t do any of this without you.