for everything, always

by adults

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1.
it stopped raining looks alright again get out n get drunk n call call the drs when u get a sec cause we’re worried sick call the drs when u get a sec cause we’re worried sick
2.
janine u called me up on my mistakes said you’ve been sad in love before sad in love before & lately u ignore all of my chat but you’ve been mad at me before mad at me before and it seems im cutting up again u said u’s good for 10 when joanna lends me 2 pound to get the bus to u janine how can we still be friends when we’ve been through these lines before these lines before and lately when i try to make a mends u won’t even take my call i’ve hit a wall and it seems im cutting up again u said u’s good for 10 when joanna lends me 2 pound to get the bus to u remember when u quoted nietzche at me & i pretended i was impressed but m8 its enough to spell it i couldn’t catch yr last word if i tried yr accessibility is exclusive im cutting up again oh well lets not pretend we should still be friends when we have fallen from different planets
3.
crying on the megabus will only make you feel worse you know someday we might just work out how we’re broken but for now listen to STATUS QUO (insert band) on repeat disassociate as we drive down the M4 we're all we've got we're all we need this time, you and me were meant to be holding on, holding on, holding on, holding on (we are our own society believe in each other believe in each other) lets pick up all the pieces that they left us atomised by work and rent and sleep tell each other when we’re hurt or stressed or broken and protect all our communities (we're all we've got we're all we need) (are you sad enough?) we're all we've got we're all we need
4.
share another secret fears about the weekend issues and tissues and shaking in yr friends bed but yr scared to see him after smoked another Marlborough loose leaves in cracked teeth and shows with an ex lover and she's lying wakeless all night humming brand new tunes through the same old wounds and he'll be staying up all night singing the same old songs he knew all along all along all along will the night tube over lost looks on the the boarder bike falls and zine stalls and shadows on his shoulder so you wake to see him wasted photos from yr old bed gin shots from long drops & parties w yr best friends now you cant see him fall and he wont know at all now you cant see him fall and he wont know at all but where it all ends is back in yr arms yr hair tangled on his nose ring and safety on the 333 with a text and everything you meant to me
5.
2 sqs 02:53
borderline absolutely honest brutally tell me yr not very sorry it takes time cypresses recover what winter claimed left us all wrapped up & blue if we can take maybe 2 steps back and think about all that we share all that we knew grew up in 2 an unsightly pair maybe 2 steps back if we can step just 2 squares back 2 squares of fabric yr jumper patched all that we share all that we share we ripped in 2 our 2 squares match every time when u try to phone me the post chat blues just reduced the apology stubborn words would adhere inside me but now i think i’ve grown so indifferent to it are we being honest when we say it’s over? are we being honest when we say it’s over? [maybe]
6.
the city doesn't seem to sleep 
but all the bars have closed and 
we aren't even close to
closure 
Another “last one” will get me through the night I know you wont notice i think we’ll be alright 
 
so every cracked mirror
and late night dinner 
tastes like failure and looks like forever 
and my eyes in winter don't ever sleep but my hearts closed 
and it isn't what id call closure. 
another text will get me through the night 
so every bathroom mirror
and late night dinner 
tastes like failure and looks like forever 

(and this is a break up song, just like the last one, where we almost broke through all the lost glances and missed chances idk about you but I still feel weird) 

and I could never even guess the weight I put around yr neck 
and we could never seem to see the light 
but sitting in the port town waiting to talk things over 
it just seems we might

7.
i'm so sick of the words that come out of me they’re all the same and u don’t either wanna hear what I’ve got to say all the shit that floats and grips to the power at the top they’re gonna rob us one way or another of our words please can u hear me playing at summer got caught in the rain ready to make bad dad jokes again but these ones are different & so are our friends pretending to feel ok about unchanging things like we know who we are & the things we achieve we know who we are & the things we achieve ive got a fear that sets off my teeth that we aren’t long for this world but the worst fear of them all is that we are look i can’t commit to no more calls all their voices ring the same and just because u think im different don’t mean ive changed please can u hear me playing at summer got caught in the rain ready to make bad dad jokes again but these ones are different & so are our friends pretending to feel ok about unchanging things like we know who we are & the things we achieve we know who we are & the things we achieve lined up like report cards the words u hid behind at school did u learn them too? set my grief in fridge art 2 a degree i agree we’re fucked (do u hear me) we’re not the things we achieve (but) we’re not just the things we achieve
8.
the nod 02:35
my fathers hard on me we’re in the same boat we walk along the canal cos its kind of remote it doesnt need to come up and be aired again i can keep playing house the sadness on yr sleeves matches my backpack there’s nothing helping me in being proud of that it needn’t be brought up to be tested again i can keep playing house u dont have to keep this up u dont have to keep this up my smallest nephew also loves u too the weathers better when its predictable but of all the days we planned ahead then changed i think i liked them the most u dont have to keep this up u dont have to keep this up u can bail out just give the nod
9.
i cannot run since i hurt my knee i have been struggling so most nights i have just stayed in all of these rooms have worn 2-D vein & bored mind wandering pause & consider my position a sponge of soundbites or some formed criticism we are anxious i am going im at my worst when they’re around not that u purposely bring me down but u dont need me so leave me my sadness is my own i took a pause from what u need and walked for half a day in broken straight lines, blistering this town looks best when its asleep for now absolved from everything we walked the same route out of school divisions left me dizzy used the bench to break my fall we are anxious, i am going im at my worst when they’re around not that u purposely bring me down but u dont need me so leave me my sadness is my own i have regrets, they are easy last bolt out the gate - the certainty relieves me it seems honesty is the light cos at our age we all bring baggage why did u come here we’ve forgotten all the days and all the pacts we are anxious, i am going im at my worst when they’re around not that u purposely bring me down but u dont need me so leave me my sadness is my own
10.
between buildings and yell downs and drinks that we pour down the sink the futile attempts to try n monitor our drink- in the morning u look so exhausted already the fear of am i blame please don’t say im to blame if u need a little longer i will just wash up and wait for the next bakerloo take the 2 stops with u - u fidget light itching the sheets barely hold us in u have such a long list can it squeeze in with us the lightness the darkness the greys in between on the 3rd floor u dropped thoughts in sofa seams and i wonder what left u and found me like this the lightness the darkness the greys in between on the top floor u pulled me right at my seams what would have left u you’ll find me up here
11.
looking at where u r from a great distance is reassuring u will leave here and the return trip won’t need tricks u can spend half yr life trying to get it back, trying to get it back or (how about) something more positive it doesnt matter everything is free we watched the sun rising from the sink liberate my routine and then PLEASE CALL HOME killings just another form of dying [another way to go] there are 14 different types of subscriptions you can try adolescence interrupted generosity but maybe srsly i can spend all my time trying to get it back trying to get it back or how about something more positive it doesnt matter everything is free the dishes will pile up in the sink liberate my routine and then PLEASE CALL HOME killings just another form of dying looking at where u r from a great distance liberate my routine or how about something more positive
12.
pick up yr things this room is a mess & u know what they say about what that says about u remember that thread we scrolled through all day leant against u whilst u white wash my history and no i didn’t run home when i said i was going to i couldn’t face the mess id left when my heads a mess too im busy revolving around thoughts of u douse yr linen in green was it something i said? but i didn’t say those same things that u said about me im always half a mess and yr bored of my face but we didn’t undress in the right time and place and no i didn’t run home when i said i was going to i couldn’t face the mess id left when my heads a mess too im busy revolving around thoughts of u it sorta makes a difference if yr victim to the distant between us and those other kind of lovers we didn’t even see it he just crept on up to fed himself (u know) we aren’t different to those others i shouldn’t beg to differ but im into this for selfish reasons also, but u figured that first and now yr leaving town its intolerable and no i didn’t run home when i said i was going to i couldn’t face the mess id left when my heads a mess too im busy revolving around thoughts of u
13.
wasn’t like that do u know me if i fight back would u leave me i can’t tell u i can’t keep it in can i show u why I’m not leaving time appeals when stuck in the same place the shift is sickening apart how about i leave out a new way than i have left been before ooh wa oh and im so lost in the words u say ooh wa oh that i haven’t been listening ooh wa oh i will try a thousand more days then i will split in two

about

Combining elements of indie-pop, punk, emo and just a little bit of 2009 vintage math-rock for good measure, adults are four pals trying to find their way in a disintegrating world. for everything, always reflects on how we look after ourselves, one another and people in our community; it’s a riotous collision reminiscent of Johnny Foreigner, The Beths or Trust Fund, bursting with crunching guitars, speedy drums and yelping dual vocals.

The first single all we’ve got // all we need is a song about individual torments: “having a breakdown on the Megabus to Bristol", and about collective support: “mutual aid, building strong networks of community resistance to the hostile environment, to food insecurity, to the homophobia and transphobia by the state and about trying to look after one another”.

the secret song to end side one deals with loss, guilt, rejection and anxiety, exploring the travails of a messy breakup and the masculine urge to bury everything deep down despite the fact that that only hurts people more.

tfl has a lot to answer for is a “reflection of drinking way too much in yr mid 20s, staying up too late, burning yrself out and how it impacts on yr relationships and mental health”.

Recorded and produced by Rich Mandell (Happy Accidents, ME REX) over a couple of weekends in the summer of 2021, for everything, always is the constantly naive, but optimistic, outlook: always striving for a better future in the face of modern society’s bullshit.

adults are a noisy pop band desperately clinging on to the ghosts of 2009.
Their songs are a silly, joyful, and occasionally sad, look back at the tail end of their 20s, a way to grapple with breakups, parties, alcohol and loneliness, and looking hopefully into the future.
They’ve released singles with Art Is Hard and For The Sakes Of Tapes, and self released an EP (The Weekend Was Always Almost Over), which was subsequently released on vinyl by Caballito records. adults are based in south London.

Faster, messier and sillier than they have any right to be, adults are hopeful and joyous, fighting through the existential angst of youth to try and find their place in a world on the brink, as grown ups, as adults. Like the octopus on the artwork says: “we're all we've got, we're all we need”.

adults are
carl (he/they) - bass
joe (he/him) - drums
joely (she/they) - guitar and singing
tom (he/him) - guitar, synth, singing

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the sad and sorry state of a band in the last throes of their twenties.

no one told us at fourteen that playing music would be like this. the late night load ins, scheduling annual leave to squeeze out fourteen songs spread out over fourteen days.

the news had only just reached us. dancing and laughing with the ppl we love remains everything even when we knew it was time to pick up our shoes and leave. i can still see yr smile coming and feel mine forming. and the weekend was always almost over.
and its funny. and its all so reductive. and none of this counts until the boredom is tangible.
either way
find comfort in that
there is always a better way to do this
the list will complete you first

for everything, always

p.s. i had a little snooze and now i will probably never arrive at yr house.

adults xoxox

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“a cacophony of clattering drums and belt-it-out choruses Los Campesinos! or Martha would be proud of evidence that adults seem to have stumbled into something rather marvellous”
For The Rabbits

“There’s an ample buoyancy from the vocal work, and the guitars are crunchy, though I like how they’re a bit tempered here; think of Martha having to play at your local library…hooks, but just a little more subdued. There’s just something about this that radiates joy” Austin Town Hall

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released October 14, 2022

adults are
carl (he/they) - bass
joe (he/him) - drums
joely (she/they) - guitar and singing
tom (he/him) - guitar, synth, singing

recorded, mixed and mastered by Rich Mandell at marketstall recording, east london

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