Reuben Walton: ...owing the I was following the I was following the ma-I was following the
Ben Raymond and LeAnne Piepiora: Throw me a raft, make me stay, stay away from everything I...
RW: I was following the I was following the I I was following the I was--I love this part, it’s perfect, shut up, let’s start. I was following the I was--c’mon, Jesus fucking Christ.
LeAnne Piepiora: It’s
Ben Raymond: The first--first two.
LP: Yeah.
RW: (Laughs)
LP: (Laughs)
RW: I was following the I was following the
BR: Throw me around…
RW, BR and LP: I was following the I was following the I was following the I was following the coats with scarves of red tied ‘round their throats, to keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned around and there you go, and Michael you would fall, and turn the white snow red as strawberries in summertime. I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats, with scarves of red tied ‘round their throats, to keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned around and there you go, and Michael you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in summertime.
BR and LP: All my time is taken by the line…
BR: The Roger!
BR and LP: Everything is turning….
BR: Turning, turning…
RW: C’mon, let me…
LP: Stop. It’s gonna smell so bad, I don’t wanna taste it. What the fuck are you doing? Stop!
RW: Alright. No no, stay here, stay here! (laughs) A drink. (vocal run) Ah shit!
BR: No.
BR and LP: Come back home, first one I know.
BR: What was the clack I heard outside the home…You are just another balloon of over.
RW: I never thought you would take it this far, what do I know? Alright, let’s listen to this! (vocalizing)
BR: (vocalizing)
RW: (vocalizing)
BR: It’s not the right style. I know...
RW: Not the right style? Bitch please, I was doin’--I was doin’ trills all over the--
BR: (scoffs)
RW: All over the ying yang!
BR: Shit.
RW: Tell me not the right style.
BR: I gotta bring the piano in our ears, ‘cause you sprayed so much…
LP: It’s definitely guitar.
RW: Nigga I done seen m-mo’ hoes--(laughs) No, I don’t know.
LP: Yeah, it’s, like, really..smelly. (laughs)
RW: (laughs)
BR: (laughs) Oh my god. (laughs)
LP: I can, like, smell…I love that tune. Yo, open your window or something. (laughs)
BR: What’s that?
RW: Don’t worry about it, dude. Oh, I can turn on the fan. I can put the fan here. The fan’s right here.
LP: Alright.
RW: The fan’s right here.
LP: The part that--
RW: Who would?
LP: The through thing.
RW: Oh, put on the m-gangster hat and play guitar. (laughs) And do it while you’re playing guitar. Do it, do it, do it! It’s right behind you. It’s directly behind you, get it!
BR: It’s--it’s so (indistinct)
BR and LP: And through the years we know we all will.
RW: And sing--what?
BR: Best Coast. I… I…
LP: (laughs)
BR: for a walk… (laughs)
LP: (laughing)
RW: Wait, I wanna film you! I wanna film you doing this, shut up!
BR: Clouds go by…
RW: Hold on!
BR: …the sun was high...
RW: There’s still so much weed left. (laughs)
RW: Wait, start it up. (laughing) Start it up, I-I wanna--I wanna...There’s still so much weed left…
BR: Yo, what up?
RW: Open your pack. No, one--three, two, one. Alright, now have it facing. I am tossing out the back. Had been some retard, a good of some walk. (laughs)
BR: I went for a walk, watched the clouds go by…
RW: It smells so good.
BR: The sun was...
RW: It could be bread.
BR: high, and so was I, it sure was high, and so was I, I was.
RW: (vocalizing, cooing)
BR: I was…
RW: (snickers)
BR: *wails/screams*
RW: (laughs) Alright, now let’s watch that, let’s wa--no, no, shut the fuck up!
LP: (laughing) No, why? Watch it later.
RW: No.
LP: We have to create new moments, we can’t be reviewing the old ones every five minutes! (laughs)
RW: Alright. No, have it face--okay.
BR: (laughs) I…
RW: (laughing) It just suddenly started moving.
BR: went for a walk...
RW: It looks like the room is backwards, doesn’t it?
BR: …watched the clouds go by…
RW: You gotta…
BR: the sun was--(laughs). It just looks really random (laughs).
RW: (laughs) What? (laughs)
BR: With…with the hat.
RW: (laughs)
LP: I-I got, like, a video on my phone…
RW: Alright. No, have it face--okay.
BR: (laughs) I…
LP: (laughs) It starts off, like, perfectly, too.
RW: What?
LP: Hold on.
RW: Let me see. Show me! Show me! Bitch! No, I’m just kidding.
BR: It’s the damn sun, (vocalizing).
RW: You have so much better quality than mine.
LP: (laughing) You look so gangster, I think, or someone did!
(rhythmic finger snapping in background)
BR: I remember.
LP: It’s so funny.
BR and LP: You be…
LP: Yeah there’s things that’s why…
BR: I can’t listen to this. This moment just happened. (laughs)
LP: Yeah.
RW: I wanna feel your iPhone.
LP: (laughs) Why? It’s broken.
RW: I know, but you can still see it through it…
BR: You don’t know how it go.
LP: What?
BR: Now, you want…
RW: Oh, can I feel the crack? I just wanna--
LP: What ham, dude? (laughing) Is there a crack?
RW: (laughing)
LP: Reuben, there’s, like, five hundred cracks on the surface of this cellular device--don’t break it off!
RW: On the live fire can I--I’m just trying to see if I can feel it with my nails.
BR and LP: Wall wool...(vocalizing)
LP: Just hold it like that.
RW: Yeah, like that.
LP: Yeah. It’s, like, different.
RW: How hard is it--I know. What?
BR: I just had twenty mens, leave my…
RW: Who has the bowl? Who has the vape? Who has the vape?
LP: Argentina…
BR: Leave me here too long…
RW: Who has died?
BR: South America, oh…
LP: Argentina…
BR: I can’t leave myself and not at home...
LP: Argentina.
BR: I try to see you with a full moon…
LP: Argentina, Argentina…
BR and LP: (vocalizing)
BR: Ah, oh my god.
LP: (laughs)
RW: No--no--no, because I can do the vocal transformer, and we can sound like 7th graders.
LP: (laughs)
RW: No, it’s really funny, though. S--like, let’s just talk. Say something, LeAnne.
LP: Hi, Reuben.
RW: What’s up?
LP: Talkin’ to you.
RW: Oh, word? What’d you think of that performance?
LP: It was wonderful.
RW: Really?
LP: As always.
RW: What’d you like about it?
LP: The wonderful, awesome (indistinct)--
RW: Alright.
LP: Wonderful…
BR: In the nursery…it’s from the Björk CD…
RW: Uh, you mean the--
BR: And--And, uh--yeah.
RW: ...and Dirty Projectors?
BR: Where ohh--ocean meets…
RW: Yeah.
BR: the sea, in the place where we can be, you and me, we’re all alone.
RW: (laughs)
BR: (vocalizing) Oh, all in front, gallivitum on the shuman...
RW: (vaping)
BR: (vocalizing)
RW: (lighter flicks) (laughs) (lighter flicks) (vaping)
LP: (laughs) Are you okay…? (laughs)
RW: (laughs) It was just funny how it slipped out. (laughs)
LP: (laughs) Yeah. That’s what she s…(trails off)
RW: (laughs) That’s what she said.
BR: All the lyrics are weird on that CD, they’re all, like, about whales.
LP: (coughs)
RW: Yeah.
BR: In the nursery...(laughs)
RW: Why do you always say it’s all weird?
BR: I don’t know, ‘cause it’s just sounds--they’re weird lyrics to sing. “In the nursery where ocean”--
RW: You gotta, like, lose all your inhibitions, man.
BR: Eh, eh, eh--
RW: In fact, I--