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This is the debut full-length album by Boston's "The Digs" featuring Jeff Demas (The Radium Girls, The Functionals), Andrew Dedousis (The Drunk Nuns, The Runouts), and Steve Knowles (Blue Collar Convicts, Ocelot Records). The 11-track album is available on digital, CD, vinyl, and limited edition cassette tape.

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released November 21, 2015

All songs written & performed by The Digs (Jeff, Andrew, Steve);
Dug McCormack (Psychic Dog) on Keyboards/Organ for Gunslinger, Green Line, and Ready Set
Produced by Richard Marr, Galaxy Park Studios
Tracked and Mixed at Galaxy Park Studios
Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East Mastering

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Track Name: Ready Set
"Trussed up like Little Alex with my head held tight
Just to keep me from looking side to side
If I ever got a moment just to catch my breath
My adrenaline would leave me and I'd die
I know, I know, you told me so
I gotta find a way to cut down
But nothing's ever dull if I keep my plate full
So I hope I don't implode because

You know I never learned to keep my head down
I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole
I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line
Where am I in relation to my goal?
Ready set ready set!

I'm walking on the street
with my lips moving
Because I'm singing to myself a little song
The people walking by switch to the other side
Well I guess they don't wanna sing along
I know, I know, you told me so
I gotta find a way calm down
But if I'm gonna hear things,
I'm glad the voices just sing
So keep cool all together now

You know I never learned to keep my head down
I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole
I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line
Where am I in relation to my goal?
Ready set ready set!

(All fall down, all fall down)
When it falls down,
When it falls down,
I'm gonna be there, be there
Laughing on the ground
Laughing on the ground,
Laughing on the ground
Laugh to keep from crying
If I gotta make a sound
When it falls down
It's gonna fall down
I can't stand the waiting so
I'll fucking tear it down
When it falls down,
When it falls down
I'm gonna be there
You know I'll be there

You know I never learned to keep my head down
I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole
I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line
Where am I in relation to my goal?
Ready set ready set!
Track Name: Manic
"You best get out of my way
'Cause I'm a man on a mission
I'm like a bat out of hell
Fueled by nuclear fission

Looking over my shoulder
Praying I'm not shot
Crossing all my 't's' and looking
For another 'i' to dot
Explaining danger like you'll get it
But you won't, 'cause no one ever does
And I keep to myself all my thoughts
On the ink blots

Coffee speeds me up
Liquor slows me down
I'm like a asymptote
Living life on the bounds

Looking over my shoulder
Praying I'm not shot
Crossing all my 't's' and looking
For another 'i' to dot
Explaining danger like you'll get it
But you won't, 'cause no one ever does
And I keep to myself all my thoughts
On the ink blots"
Track Name: Preach
"Cling to my hem good people
I will show you light within the dark
You fan the flames you fuel the fire
Your devotion is the spark

And when I'm scared
I want to preach to you
Tell you that it's so
How could you question?
I just know, I know, I know
With every challenge I will
Gain a decibel, I'll drown you out
Drown my doubt

And from the higher road
We'll shout at all the
sinners down below
And if we make them feel like shit
Perhaps we might just
Save a soul

And when I'm scared
I want to preach to you
Believe that you are scum
Because my god is love
My god he is the only one
My understanding is exactly
His three thousand year old aim
Nothing's changed

The saddest part is that
My way disgraces faith's entirety
So many gracious humble people
Slandered by the bigotry
And when I'm scared I wanna preach
You know I'm scared I'm gonna preach
And when I'm scared I wanna preach
You know I'm scared I'm gonna
Preach to you, preach to you
My first amendment right to spew
My hatred as the gospel truth
You know you want me to
You want me to
You want me to
You want me"
Track Name: Gunslinger (feat. Psychic Dug)
"Traveling 'cross the desert
With a sixer in my hand
My mercy's dried to nothing
But a trickle in the sand
I am a man of reason
But reason to a fault
You've worn my patience down to none
My nerves are red and raw

And I'm so damn tired
And I'm wasting breath again
Yes I'm so damn tired
So when I take my stand
And tip my hand
I'll turn you inside out

I'm tired of being reasonable
I'm tired of laying down
And letting you walk over me
In search of higher ground
I've drawn a line down in the sand
A line you best not test
'Cause if you cross the gunslinger
He'll lay your soul to rest

And I'm so damn tired
And I'm biting my own tongue
Yes I'm so damn tired
Now I'm sticking to my guns
And when I'm done
I'll turn you inside out

I'm so damn tired again
Going round and round the bends
Ending right back here again
Drawing circles in the sand"
Track Name: 1564
"Meet me out back, by the cars outside
Follow me down to the park and ride
Show me yours, I'll show you everything
Secondhand Smoke on the stereo
Far removed from a limo
Show me yours, I'll show you everything

I can't get off without my Volvo-oh-yeah!

Give me four straight power chords
The 1 the 5 the 6 the 4
The kind of songs that got me through
Something simple, something true
When I'm too burnt to achieve
Give me something believe
Give me desperate poetry
An honest four chord melody

Uptown dub won't do the trick
The horn section is just too slick
Show me yours I'll show you everything
Pack it up, call it a day
The car is shaking anyway
Lost my chance to show you anything

I can't get off without Volvo-oh-yeah!

Give me four straight power chords
The 1 the 5 the 6 the 4
The kind of songs that got me through
Something simple, something true
When I'm too burnt to achieve
Give me something believe
Give me desperate poetry
An honest four chord melody

Dignity is all but spent
Let me be your first regret
Desperation, we're well met
We're as close as friends can get
Calling on my punk heroes
Brad and Chad and Billie Joe
And still it's clear that I don't know
What to say to you

Give me four straight power chords
One five six four"
Track Name: Photoelectric
"I walked into the grocery store
I made up a list
Yet I couldn't help but feel
That there was something I missed
I was barking the wrong tree
Chasing my tail
I walked into the grocery store
But wound up in hell

I walked into the hardware store
To put hammer to nail
Thought I'd do it myself
Sure that I couldn't fail
I thought I had me an answer for
All I pursued
I went shopping for some nails
But instead I got screwed

Looking just too close to find
Any method or design
It's just too noisy and hectic
Pick the proper frequency
Strip it down until it's clean
Just like it' photoelectric
Electric
Electric
Yeah

I walked into the pharmacy
I asked for the fix
They gave me symptoms and side effects
Yet still it was quick
And I don't know what I found in there
Just more of the same
Not an answer in a bottle
But a scapegoat to blame

Looking just too close to find
Any method or design
It's just too noisy and hectic
Pick the proper frequency
Strip it down until it's clean
Just like it' photoelectric
Electric
Electric
Yeah"
Track Name: Green Line (feat. Psychic Dug)
"Well my buddy calls me up
He says we've got some hell to raise
Said I'm down to drink some beers
Just like the good old days
He says come down to Allston
It's sure to be a blast
But fuck taking the B line
On second thought, I'll pass

I can't afford a taxi
I don't have a car to drive
Left my bike at home because
I'd like to stay alive
So I don't know if I can make it out
To the bar tonight
Because I'm still underground
And I'm waiting for the green line

I've been waiting at St. Mary's street
But I haven't got too far
The last two trains were full because
They only sent one car
I see the headlights coming like
Some kind of miracle
But as I try to board it goes
Express to Cleveland Circle

I can't afford a taxi
I don't have a car to drive
Left my bike at home because
I'd like to stay alive
So I don't know if I can make it out
To the bar tonight
Because I'm still underground
And I'm waiting for the green line

I love my hometown team as much
As any one could do
Saw the Red Sox win one time
I've surely seen them lose
But I swear I'll just give up on them
I won't even check the score
If one more fucking tourist asks
"Which train takes me to Kenmore?"

I can't afford a taxi
I don't have a car to drive
Left my bike at home because
I'd like to stay alive
So I don't know if I can make it out
To the bar tonight
Because I'm still underground
And I'm waiting for the green line

There's that asshole who won't move
When it's front door service only
A loud person on a cell phone
A guy who smells like pee
Fifteen strollers, a couple stoners
A pack of bros and then there's me
The asshole at the back who
Won't stop bitching about the T

I can't afford a taxi
I don't have a car to drive
Left my bike at home because
I'd like to stay alive
So I don't know if I can make it out
To the bar tonight
Because I'm still underground
And I'm waiting for the green line"
Track Name: Miles Away
"There's something to be said
For the beauty of a monotone
Tires humming on the road
A steady neutral gray
I count the markers flying by
Just listen to the radio
Pedal on the floor 'til I'm miles away
Miles away

I can feel your pull
Just like some sort of gravity
Tugging on my heart
From miles away
I just passed the next state line
I'll reach escape velocity
There's nothing more to do
There's nothing more to say

I'm not ready to give you my time
Come out swinging on the other side
The clock has never been a friend of mine
I'm just waiting on the bells to chime
I wanna tear it off the wall

Miles and miles and miles and miles
On the radio
There's nothing more to do
There's nothing more to say

I'm not ready to give you my time
Come out swinging on the other side
The clock has never been a friend of mine
I'm just waiting on the bells to chime
I wanna tear it off the wall"
Track Name: Origins
"Running along a
Dark roadside
Diving into bushes every time
We see a set of headlights
Gonna get it gonna claim
A new road sign
But isn't it the way
The pliers never ever seem to fit right

Origins, origins
Coming clean with where I've been
Sing my triumphs and my sins
My origins
Origins, origins
Yes it's all to my chagrin
Can't tell the tale without a grin
My origins

Well I forgot all about it
And I never got the sign
Never got the girl and I never
Scored the winning touchdown
Now it seems that I've
Lost track of time
So much left unfinished and it
Makes me wanna stop and turn around

Origins, origins
Let me go back to where I've been
Let me regress and slide back in
To my origins
Origins, origins
Abandon forward direction
Let me bask and revel in
My origins

You always said not for nothing
Not for nothing, but you can start
Start again

Origins, origins
Going round the block again
Find fresh air and breathe it in
New origins
Origins, origins
Save your tiny violins
I'll be damned or else begin
New origins
And we can start right now!"
Track Name: Low Bar
"When I lit out from Central
I was trailed by 20 rounds
Didn't find a bed that night
'til the morning came around
But I found myself a lover
And I found myself a friend
Crawled into the light of day
And swore never again

I've traveled down this road before
And wound up in the ditch
It's that feeling that won't leave you be
No matter how you itch
But I got myself back on two feet
And I jumped back in the ring
Asked me what I learned I'll tell you
Not a goddamned thing

It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground

I'm Ishmael when I'm sober
But I'm Ahab when I'm drunk
Chasing after big white whales
And just to push my luck
I guise myself in effigy of
All that you despise
And just to make my point
I leave my mark between your eyes

It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground

Were I to turn the tables
See it from the other side
There's much to be desired
That my point of view might hide
Should you rise to the occasion
You're better off than most
But a quickly finished drunken boar
Is not a gracious host

It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground"
Track Name: Red Ryder (feat. Psychic Dug)
"I'm a red Ryder
Such a sidewinder
I've got danger on my mind
So keep an eye out
Keep it locked down
'Cause trouble's never far behind

I'm a Red Ryder,
swear to god I'm a Red Rydin' man
You see that Red Ryder
aim your guns a little higher than
You would for any other man

I know my mama's sore
But this is what we're building towards
The circus in the center ring
So bear it proudly
So long as you ain't armed with Daisy
That Ryder's just too threatening

I'm a Red Ryder,
Swear to god I'm a Red Rydin' boy
You see that Red Ryder
Choke me out and then you play it coy
That ain't a children's kind of toy

I do now surrender
Throw my hands up to the sky
Keep my blood off of your dashing uniforms
Pledge allegiance as I die"