more from
Polyvinyl Records

Love in the Time of E​-​Mail

by Antarctigo Vespucci

supported by
thenewestrant
thenewestrant thumbnail
thenewestrant An amazing album. Creative tracks, great singing. Just plain stellar! Favorite track: All These Nights.
Mr_RedundantGuy
Mr_RedundantGuy thumbnail
Mr_RedundantGuy Probably my favorite album of all time. Amazing, relatable songs along with awesome production makes this a must have. Chris Farren and Jeff Rosenstock just compliment each other so well. Seriously, go buy this right now. You won't regret it. Favorite track: Breathless on DVD.
Hank Scorpio
Hank Scorpio thumbnail
Hank Scorpio Eagerly awaited. Dope as ever. Favorite track: Freakin' U Out.
aethernet
aethernet thumbnail
aethernet THIS ALBUM FORREAL MAKES ME SOB DEEP INTO MY PILLOW AND ALSO THRASH AROUND MY LIVING ROOM THANKS FOR ROCKING ANTARCTIGO SEE YOU IN HELL Favorite track: So Vivid!.
more...
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $8 USD  or more

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Love in the Time of E-Mail via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      $20 USD or more 

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Love in the Time of E-Mail via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      $10 USD or more 

     

  • Cassette + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Love in the Time of E-Mail via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    2 remaining
    Purchasable with gift card

      $10 USD or more 

     

  • T-Shirt/Apparel

    ships out within 5 days
    7 remaining
    Purchasable with gift card

      $15 USD or more 

     

1.
Voicemail 01:37
I broadcasted your face on to my TV screen, I compared our facial features with a mirror. I just want to be around you every single day, is it weird that I’ve been thinking about you? I know the normal thing to do would be to talk to you, but I won’t. I read through all the emails that you wrote to me, and again the ones that I sent back to you. I hope I can important in your life some day. Is it wrong that I’ve been thinking about that? I just wanted to leave a message, no need to call back. Bye bye.
2.
Kimmy 02:20
Kimmy, I’m too nervous to talk about this now, I tried not to say your name but it just kept coming out. When I see you later I’m gonna have to figure it out, When I see you later. Kimmy, I’m a disaster and I don’t wanna pretend that I’m not gonna get more intense when we finally connect. When I see you later I’m gonna have to figure it out, When I see you later, I promise that you’ll want me around. All the stars in the sky start aligning or something, shimmering sweet nothings. When I see you later. The sun is burning through the gray, and soon enough we’ll breathe. Until then please just tell me how to be. When I see you later I’m gonna have to figure it out, When I see you later, I promise that you’ll want me around. All the stars in the sky start aligning or something, shimmering cheap nothings. When I see you later, yeah.
3.
White Noise 02:14
I don’t wanna write it down, I don’t wanna say it out loud. Cuz if I do then it’s real, if it’s real then it hurts, and if it hurts it could only get worse. Can’t get you out of my head, I listen to white noise instead. Can’t get you out of my head, if I loved you too much would you ever wanna see me again? Blacked out on election day, I’m tripping over my words on stage. I’m a creature of fear and the fear is a curse, and if I’m cursed it could only get worse. Can’t get you out of my head, I listen to white noise instead. Can’t get you out of my head, if I loved you too much would you ever wanna see me again? (Get out, my head) When you really know me, and I mean really know me, will you wanna know me anymore? Can’t get you out of my head, I listen to white noise instead. Can’t get you out of my head, if I loved you too much would you ever wanna see me again? (Get out, my head)
4.
I haven’t seen you in a long time. Are you still sitting at the booth at the Brooklyn Bowl, with your long red coat and the tears welling in your eyes? I haven’t seen you in a long time. Are you still 27 and mad at me, watching “Breathless” on DVD in the dead of winter 2009? Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble at the thought of you last night? You haven’t seen me in a long time but I’m still 23 and worrying everyone I love is just pretending. You haven’t seen my in a long time, but I still walk along the beach at night, I’m absolutely terrified I can’t make it on my own. Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble at the thought of you last night? We could never get it right. Am I unhappy because I’m not free, or not free because I’m unhappy? I wanted to see you to see if I still wanted to see you. But that’s not fair. Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble? Why did I crumble at the thought of you last night? We could never get it right. We could never get it right. I wanted to see you to see if I still wanted to see you. I wanted to see you to see if I still wanted to see you.
5.
Holiday in the hospital, no snow, just a long white coat. Choking rhythms on a stethoscope, this year I’m going to die. I hear the elevator door bell ring, listen for the shuffle of familiar feet walking down the hallway but I guess no one will come to say goodnight. Oh my lord, I wish that I didn’t know the world’s not gonna end for anybody else. See the future in dry erase, time blocks, corresponding names, the empty space beyond the window pane or a view to stay alive. Oh my lord, I wish that I didn’t know they’ll still make TV shows long after I go. Why does it take so long to say goodnight? Why does it take so long to say goodnight? When I cross over what song will I hear? Something lovely or digital clipping in my ear? And at that moment my final breath danced around my lungs to the music in the background, “The Price Is Right” theme song. Why does it take so long to say goodnight? Why does it take so long to say goodnight? Goodnight.
6.
So Vivid! 04:40
I’m getting better in the worst way, learning how to go on without you. When did it become so much easier? I barely even thought about you today. I’m getting better in the worst way. Every time I close my eyes there you are, some kind of hallucination. Every time I close my eyes. It used to be so vivid. Those bright dots that swim around my blue sky must have found a better place to hide. Why did they leave me here underground and overwhelmed by the fear that one day I’ll love someone who’s not you? Every time I close my eyes there you are, some kind of hallucination. Every time I close my eyes. It used to be so vivid. As my eyes adjust there’s a glow in the darkness, bright white luminance. You never looked so pretty. Every time I close my eyes there you are, some kind of hallucination. Every time I close my eyes. It used to be so vivid.
7.
There goes my head up in the clouds, every time I hear your name out loud. I thought I made all of it up, I hope I’m not freaking you out. My fingernails are falling off, I was trapped in hell and I clawed my way out. I thought I made all of it up, but it’s real, it’s real, it’s the realest thing that ever was. I hope I’m not freaking you out, I didn’t really get a lot of sleep last night, I hope you still want me around, I hope I’m not freaking you out. If you ever wake up would you wanna waste some time with me? Cuz all night I stayed up trying to shake how much you mean to me. There goes my head up in the clouds, every time I say your name out loud. I hope I’m not freaking you out, I didn’t really get a lot of sleep last night, I hope you still want me around, I hope you still want me around. I hope I’m not freaking you out.
8.
If all these perfect lives run out where will we stand? Will I be rendered insignificant, will you still wanna be my friend? Cuz if you don’t I understand eternally, just know I’ll always grab ahold of you if you reach out for me. And it’s so weird to navigate these fears. I’ll be so sad if you fade away from here. When all these guest room nights run out where will I go? Back to the iridescent memories that I chose to leave alone? And would I make it back to find the colors fade just like a sentimental photograph that I need to throw away? And it’s so weird to navigate these fears. I’ll be so sad if you fade away from here. All these nights we spend, I hope they’re always worth something. Is it all right to be on the darker side of you and me? And when the sunlight melts away, who will you be? Will you wanna be here? Will you wanna be here with me? All these nights we spend, I hope they’re always worth something. Is it all right to be on the darker side, on the darker side, on the darker side of you and me?
9.
Not Yours 02:25
Why should I apologize? I’m just trying to live my life. Did that ever cross your mind? I don’t need you the way you want me. I don’t need you the way you want me to. I never meant to let you down. I gave you more than I gave anyone. And I can never get it back. I don’t need you the way you want me, I don’t need you the way you want me to. My heart’s not yours just because you need it, just because you need me. My heart’s not yours just because you need it, just because you need me. I don’t need you the way you want me, I don’t need you the way you want me to. Just because you need me, doesn’t mean I’m yours. Just because you need me, doesn’t mean I’m yours.
10.
Do It Over 02:51
Can I become a better person before the clock strikes twelve? I wish I didn’t fall in love with everyone I ever met, and I would never be sad again if I could only live inside your head. I thought my life was gonna change but this year, this year, this year I stayed painfully the same. I don’t wanna talk about myself like that anymore. Can I just do it all over? I can’t keep ducking conversations before they all catch on, I wish I didn’t give so much to anyone who ever asked, and I would never be sad again if I could only live inside your head. I thought my life was gonna change but this year, this year, this year I stayed painfully the same. I don’t wanna talk about myself like that anymore. Can I just do it all over? I’d never be sad again if I could only live inside your head. I thought my life was gonna change but this year, this year, this year I stayed painfully the same. I don’t wanna talk about myself like that anymore. Can I just do it all over?
11.
Buried underneath a stack of papers on my desk there’s a document and a signed $10 check. Precautionary measures in case I change my mind. On the drive over with the stereo turned off, I sunk into a pit filled with catastrophic thoughts. My trusty lack of confidence, you’re keeping me alive. Maybe this is just another good thing that happens to everybody but me. Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach. You’re so out of my reach. Behind the guest room door, I felt weird and we had sex. Gathered up our clothes, we shook hands and then I left. Feels like it’s been forever but that was Friday night. Maybe this is just another good thing that happens to everybody but me. Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach. You’re so out of my reach. Covered in fake blood, I got bad news from a friend. It didn’t work this time but we can try again. Maybe this is just another good thing that happens to everybody but me. Maybe this is just another good thing. Maybe this is just another good thing that happens to everybody but me. Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach. You’re so out of my reach.
12.
Lifelike 04:17
Will I ever be the person they see in me? I’m not there yet, haven’t even left yet. I’m drawing pictures of outer space while they’re swimming in the milky way, three miles from me, light years away, hey, hey. I do my best to keep it all in frame. Wipe those tears from off my lifelike face. But I don’t have it in me today. Could I ever do what all the other humans do? Like introduce myself or think of someone else? Am I just a photograph buried underneath the growing stack? Three miles high. There’s a better life. I do my best to keep it all in frame. Wipe those tears from off my lifelike face. But I don’t have it in me today. I do my best to keep it all in frame. Wipe those tears from off my lifelike face. But I don’t have it in me today. Yeah.
13.
E-Mail 01:37
Every now and then I think I’ll see you walking on the far side of the street. I’ll try to catch your eye like we were classmates, and you’ll look at me like you never knew me, but I’ll keep staring paralyzed or something until I think of how to look away. Pretend I’m just some dumb distracted weirdo, or pretend I know someone standing behind. Pretend I know someone standing behind you. Pretend I know someone standing behind you, but I’ve got too much going on to wait.

about

In 2013, Chris Farren faced an uncomfortable certainty: his band was breaking up. For the last eight years, the one constant in his life had been Fake Problems, the indie punk group he had started as a teenager and successfully steered for almost a decade. In that time the scrappy group of Floridians had put out two albums on LA label SideOneDummy, toured all over the world, and even landed a few songs on TV. But now, that was all over. Not knowing what else to do, Chris went to New York.

The idea was to collaborate, to find writing partners, something the musician had never done before. After a few days in the city he ran into his friend Jeff at a party. At the time, Jeff was fronting the band Bomb the Music Industry!, a Brooklyn-based punk collective that Fake Problems had often crossed paths with on tour. The two decided to give writing together a try.

It was only the next day, as Chris was walking up the three flights of stairs to Jeff’s apartment, guitar in hand, that he realized the two of them barely knew each other. Fake Problems and BTMI had toured together once, half a decade earlier. Every few months they’d play a show together, and hang for a few hours. But was that a close friendship? Up at the top of the stairs, listening to Chris come up the narrow stairway, Jeff was having similar thoughts. What if the collaboration was a disaster?

Something clicked that first day. Though neither musician had written collaboratively before, they planned another session a few months later. During that time, they made Antarctigo Vespucci’s first EP, Soulmate Stuff (an album whose name should put to bed any lingering fears). Written and recorded over a few days in a 3x6’ shoebox, 2014’s Soulmate Stuff was a natural combination of the Springsteen-like excess of Bomb the Music Industry! and the bubblegum melodicism Chris had cultivated in Fake Problems. Six months later, Antarctigo Vespucci self-released their second EP, I’m So Tethered. A year after that, their first LP, 2015’s Leavin’ La Vida Loca.

Shortly after Chris came to New York knowing his band was ending, Bomb the Music Industry! played their final shows. Like Chris, Jeff had spent the better part of a decade on the group, and had arrived at the end of an era. Throughout 2015-2017 both musicians launched successful solo careers: Chris’s defined by “pure power-pop goodness” (AV Club), and Jeff’s leading to Pitchfork calling him “one of punk rock’s greatest, most effusive living songwriters.”

Which brings us to today. After three (let’s say “eventful”) years, Antarctigo Vespucci have returned from the 3x6’ closet with Love in the Time of E-Mail, their first album for Polyvinyl. While by this point there is something of an established Antarctigo sound, Love in the Time of E-Mail finds the group expanding their sonic palette in exciting ways, reaching out further to unabashedly embrace all their poppiest instincts.

“I wanted to see you, to see if I still wanted to see you,” Farren sings, quoting Jean-Paul Belmondo on the insanely catchy “Breathless on DVD.” The mid-album track might get its bridge lyrics from Godard, but with its shimmering synth pads and Tom Tom Club-esque chorus, its lineage is equally New Wave pop as it is French New Wave cinema. On single “White Noise,” the tightly wound verse leads seamlessly into a chorus of “Can’t get you out of my head, I’ll listen to white noise instead,” a chorus that, between playful blasts of speaker fuzz, will stick with you for days. Elements like these are littered throughout Love in the Time of E-Mail, some flying by so quickly you might miss them on the first pass. And while the raw material for songs like “Another Good Thing,” “So Vivid!,”or the restless “Freakin’ U Out” could have easily fit on a solo record by either musician, the studious pop flourishes here bring them to new heights.

It may have all started on a whim in a cramped apartment, but like the friendship at its core, Antarctigo Vespucci has blossomed into something much more. And like the non-existent explorer they’re named after, Antarctigo Vespucci chart a map of something at once new and familiar: missed connections, texts lingering on “read,” and the words that go unspoken. Maybe it’s just a passing feeling. Or maybe it’s…Love in the Time of E-Mail!

credits

released October 26, 2018

license

tags

about

Antarctigo Vespucci Brooklyn, New York

contact / help

Contact Antarctigo Vespucci

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Antarctigo Vespucci, you may also like: