Treetop Sorbet Recordings

[TTS*008] Gold Julius - Gold Julius

Kevin Comly and I were in his car driving down South St early one morning when he told me he went to Temple U to learn how to make synthesizers.

Relax, take a load off

Gold Julius - Gold Julius by Treetop Sorbet

So there are 3 tapes we still have a bunch of copies of. JRG, Brendan Codey, and Arches. They’re all now only $4 + shipping. If you’d like all 3, you can get em for the super low walmart like price of $10. Enjoy! 

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The Dreamers’

Recorded in my bedroom here in South Philadelphia. 

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artwork by Jordan Mrazik

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[TTS*006] Brendan Codey - Casco

Shipping on 2/27/2012

Side A

1. Double Ought, Ought One, Ought Four

2. Everyone Becomes A Martyr Carved In Stone

3. The 43rd Suite

Side B

1. What A Lucky Girl You Are

2. Disapora

3. Won’t Ever Be Enough To Be Just Skull And Bone

Super happy to be putting out my bud Brendan’s new tape. It’s entitled Casco, and here’s what the man himself had to say about it. 

Faced with the feeling of an impending non-specific conclusion, I retreated north to sleep on a floor and clear things out. What really happened up there in Maine? I’m not that sure to be honest, my memory of those months is partial at best, late beery nights moving seamlessly into late mornings and early afternoons filled with nothing but instruments and cigarettes. Blankets were hung over the doors and the windows in the day time. The police station was right down the alley and all the cops tested their sirens at least once as they turned onto Pearl Street. There was a city employee that cleaned the streets at 4 am with a leaf blower. Kyle was there. Sulli was there. Marcy’s was filled to bursting all the time and don’t even think about substitutions. There was a drop dead gorgeous girl that worked the Market Street General Store counter and I’m sure she was on to us. You can’t hide when you’re back a few times over the course of an evening every evening. I’m sure something happened. In the end, I moved on. Some of these songs were begun in Jersey with one mic and a 4 track. Others were finished in Chicago, a great place to get some work done, looking out down State Street seven stories up in the middle of the road. Sometimes, everyone needs a little bit of nothing. 

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