Simple Minded Symphony has been a band since 2010, and if there’s anything we’ve learned, it’s that it requires a lot to be in a band. It requires families, friends, mentors, fans, a scene; it requires YOU to make this band exist. Nothing we’ve ever done would have been possible without the tremendous amount of support we receive. Words can’t describe how thankful we are to be surrounded by such an amazing network of people and, yet, here are a buncha words.
To our families - The Benson’s, The Conkle’s, The Kincy’s, The Maxwell’s, The Potocsnak’s, The Sparks’, The Servania’s, and The Silveira’s.
This all started when you let us join Beginning Band class. You bought us our very first instruments, listened to us practice, went to our symphonic band concerts, and all in all dealt with our new noisy hobby. We made A TON of noise. We made noise in your garages, living rooms, backyards - basically, your lives. Just a bunch of little kids making noise whenever we needed to. How wonderful it is, looking back and remembering that with every bang, every toot, every note, and every doot there was someone encouraging us to keep making those noises. We were urged to fearlessly pursue our dreams. We can’t thank you enough for that. We love you, always.
To our friends - Real quick, lets talk about Patrick. From the humble, bumbling beginnings of the band, Patrick has been by our side. Pat’s been at our rehearsals and show, in our vans, and now in this booklet!
Who helps us lift our gear in and out of venues? Pat. Who offers to take the wheel when we’re weary on the road? Pat. And who parallel parks when I can’t do it? PAT.
However, this isn’t about what Pat LITERALLY does for us, but the fact that he’s willing to do them in the first place; his unwavering support and generosity.
That’s “Pat,” but as it turns out there’s more than one “Pat” in this world. Yup, surprise, you’re also “Pat.” Directly or otherwise, you embody this idea of “Pat” with everything you do for the band. Every time you come to a show - that’s time and effort out of your day. Every time you get merchandise from bands - that’s your hard earned cash turning into gas, instrument repairs, and band maintenance. Every show you help promote, every ticket you purchase, and every listen you give are all reasons why we’re able to play our music and pursue our goals. It’s simply inspiring knowing you have our backs. We want to acknowledge that you’re a huge part of this band. So if we ever catch you at a show and you hear “Pat’s in the Band,” just know that we play it to thank you.
Thank you Bella Lee for the awesome designs and custom fonts!
Thank you Jason Kincy for tracking, mixing, and mastering this entire project. You worked your butt off, and we couldn’t be more grateful, dude!
released November 24, 2019
Josh Servania - Drums
Kaine Benson - Guitar, Vox
Kevin Silveira - Bass, Lead Vox
Jason Kincy - Baritone Sax, Clarinet, Vox
Sean Potocsnak - Tenor Sax. Flute
Henry Sparks - Trombone
Nick Conkle - Trumpet
I’m kissed by the clouds, I’m losing my breath. It’s a feeling it’s a feeling I don’t ever ever want to forget. It started way back when, those times much better when, when all we needed was to play those sounds that, sounds that swept our feet out from underneath - do you remember? Yeah I remember when, thought we were at our end, half of us gone the minute that we started. All those late late nights, never lost the light, so lets spark the fuse. And so we’ll pave the way, take what we lost yesterday. Stoke the flame and show them we are here to stay and I won’t let this die and I won’t with you by my side. Our souls will scream in distant harmony, let’s be thankful they’re screaming at all. I’ve got places to go I’ve got places to be but I’m not going if you’re not with me. I know you feel like you’re on your own, but be rest assured I’m sure you heard that this will always be your home. Be rest assured I’m sure you heard that you will never be alone.
Track Name: Memory Card
I lost you once I will not lose you twice, we can stay still be stranded in a picture perfect paradise. A youthful thought; do you still believe? Because I still believe in you. So hold on to me, hold on to me. I wanna be your favorite memory, yeah. So make sure you save, don’t forget my space in time, make sure you save, hold on to what’s yours and mine, because we’re gonna grow up and we’re gonna grow old, there are memories here worth more than gold. I don’t wanna reset yet, so make sure you save. Before you leave take this from me - WHOA - Don’t stray too far from who you are - YEAH - So make sure you save.
Track Name: Widow's Watch
So I’m sitting here on the widow’s watch, I know the fire isn’t burning, the sparks won’t ignite what I know will just mean nothing in the morning so I’ll enjoy tonight; ignore the timing that’ll never be right. I couldn’t say no to the seeds I did sow, I can’t go home, no I can’t go home alone, but I’m a little fucked up but so are you, you’ll strike the stone you’ll make it known there’s nothing left to do but smoke our lungs out, making clouds with our mouths, words are coming out but I’m not breathing. Maybe I did want more, lying there on your floor, used, abused, but it’s fine when I remember we were sitting there on the widows watch…I bet you’re pretty cold now but not as cold as me. I’m one dog in one hundred barking up your broken tree but I’ll leave the pack I won’t turn back - why am I here anyway? I’ll strike the stone I’ll make it known there’s nothing left to say but let’s smoke our lungs out, making clouds with our mouths, words are coming out but I’m not breathing. I regret wanting more, lying there on your floor, used, abused, but it’s fine when I remember we were sitting there on the widow’s watch…We were sitting there, we were sitting there on the widow’s watch. We were sitting there, YEAH!
Track Name: Mind Blind
I don’t have long to tell you what’s on my mind, but I’m sure you’ll find out in time for me to sing this single verse I wrote to fill the hole in what is left inside. Because soon you’ll forget who to run to, when time runs out I’ll be there to find you. To take you away, get you out of all the rain. You’re numb to the pain that keeps you up at night, I know it’s hard to see but you’ll be alright. But just how long until this starts to make some sense? Because right now its got me on the fence I propped myself up just to see where this dull life could be, but I don’t wanna come down. I’m all alone now, she’s all alone now, we’re all alone now, that’s when I heard her whisper: It’s getting real dark…and then I heard her screaming: It’s getting real dark…but your mind is blind.
Track Name: Raincoat
I’ll wallow in the mess I made while you’re off on your escapades. Can you hear me now that I’m out of your way? I’ll swallow what was once my pride but no pill can cure what’s wrong inside. Can you hear me now that I’m out of your way? Yeah, don’t worry about the mess I made, its just another thing I’ll clean it up another day. I’ll do a good ass job, but if you leave right now you’ll never see what we can’t live without so, don’t believe a word, all those things you heard. I know you better, better. You focus on the little things, stay in bed, rest your head, think of everything that’ll go too wrong or that you’ll never find the one thing that’ll ease your mind so, run for shelter, rising water, leave your heart alone, leave all that you’ve known. There were no words that I could say, so many phrases that I tried to formulate, but I can’t explain it, I keep erasing everything that I write down, just need to write a song about you, because I keep dreaming, reminiscing of the glisten in your eyes and it’s tantalizing, realizing that its over and done with, submit myself to another sleepless night and sleep all day its nothing new to me. I won’t see the day I hold a candle to you. I’ll drown in the wax, mold my insides make me new. I was awake for it all but this was just not real. Your dreams will rip you apart, please tell me how that feels. Please tell me how that feels. Stop the bleeding, start your breathing. Soon you’ll leave behind all that’s been unkind. whoa all unkind. I’ll wallow in the mess I made while you’re off on your escapades. Do I matter now that I’m out of your way? I swallow what was once my pride but no pill can cure what’s wrong inside. Do I matter now that I’m out of your way? Stop the bleeding, start your breathing.
Track Name: King's Malice
Track Name: Breathin' Easy
Something tells me to walk a little slow today. The wind’s in my face but I’m walking forward anyway. And here I thought I’d be a little bit colder without you crying on my shoulder, ah, I guess I was wonderfully wrong. And I might be out of line to say that you’re a waste of time. No we were not meant to be but that didn’t mean you didn’t matter to me. You didn’t matter to me. And now I’m breathing easy, and now I’m breathing easy. It’s been awhile since I smiled for nobody else but myself. Break the bad news, look, its not hurting you, it was never too soon. Take your mood off. And now I’m breathing easy.
Track Name: To The Highest Caliber
Don’t close your eyes, don’t say goodbye, for it is not time yet. We know things aren’t well, but hold back your farewell, for the game isn’t set. Our hearts heavy like stone, with all our strength we will loan, for in this fight you’re not alone. This may seem like the end, but don’t worry my friend, you’ll see her again. And there’s just no way WHOA that I can feel your pain, but give it some time, I know you’ll be fine, and one day the sun is bound to shine from which she’s looking down WHOA and you know she’s proud that you’re pulling though. What else could you do but look up and say you never knew this’d hit so close? And there’s just no way WHOA that I can feel your pain, but you’ll be okay, what more can I say? We all know we’ll see her again one day.
Track Name: Aimless
Look around, take it in; everything you’ve done has led you up to this, this infinite abyss. It’s what you’ve wanted all this time, ever since you’ve been alive if you are still anyway, you see, I never ask if you’re okay. It looks like choppy waters up ahead. I really hope that you have read those books you’ve been assigned, blank pages like your empty mind. It may seem much too open-ended, identity crisis, splitting headache. Can’t lie down, you’ll stay awake, no getting away. This is what you chose, oh no, I know yes this is what you chose, oh no, I know I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve stopped trying and all you ever say is you’d rather be dying but I know, and you know, that you’re meant for much better than choosing the path of the least resistance when all that ever does is add up the distance between you and your one and only goal. Now go, and fight, and stop relying on people and substances, they’re only ever lying telling you that you will be okay. As long as you keep your head up high and your eyes focused on the horizon, nothing will ever slow you down [slow you down] but how can they know what’s holding you back? What manifests itself into the doubt that prays on your consistent underachieving? ‘Cause at the end of another unproductive day the only person that really has a say in how to push on is you. But this is what you chose, oh no, I know yes this is what you chose, oh no, I know what’s left for you to do that’ll get you out of here? At the very least, something that’ll get you near any other place that isn’t here. You don’t know what’s outside this town, what else out there could bring you down? But have you yet considered that there’s nothing really stopping you? ‘Cause no one will ever know what each different road will lead them to in the end. You’ve just got to go carve a path of your own ‘cause no one’s gonna go and do it for you.
Track Name: Stay Away
Falling out of line, the bond you’re breaking. Lock the door and you scream, “I’m fine.” Well your eyes are open but I don’t think you see, it’s not enough, not enough to believe the beating in your brain that is telling you to breathe, but you can’t but you can’t, you’re dying over me. I think it’s about time you get your head checked. Now I don’t see your worry. The burden’s light when you place it on me, but I’ll hold it just as long as you promise me you’ll stay. Promise to stay away, yeah, promise to stay away, because baby I would never lie to you no matter how bad you want me to, yeah I would never lie to you no matter how bad you want me to. I’m not crazy no I’m not crazy. I’M NOT CRAZY NO I’M NOT CRAZY, there’s a murder in my mind and its telling me to move, and I will and I will once I get the scent of you - I think its about time I get my head checked.
Track Name: Hang On (Mind Blind)
I don’t have long to tell you what’s on my mind, but I’m sure you’ll find out in time for me to sing this single verse I write to fill the hole in what you call your life, I guess I’ll let you know that; I need you to hang on to who you are, and I need you to hold on to where you stand.
Track Name: Pat's In The Band
Because Pat’s in the band, and he drives the van, for all the things that we can’t do he surely can, because Pat’s in the band, and he drives the van, for all the things that we can’t do we’re thanking you. When I get caught up in my head, tension rising seeing red, there you are with your arms open wide. You pick us up when we are down, you’re never one to count us out, all along we were never alone. And I can’t imagine how it would be without you. How we feel we can’t put into words, but I’ll sing it, I’ll sing it: Pat’s in the band…While we were planting seeds of doubt, you dug them up and talked us out of all the pain that was making us insane. When we’re weary on the road, you strap your boots and ease the load; all along we were never alone. And I can’t imagine how it would be without you. How we feel we can’t put into words, but I’ll sing it, I’ll sing it: Pat’s in the band. “Hello my name is Kaine Benson, I play guitar for uhh SMS and its been a long time coming, you know, writing this song. It’s, it’s about Pat, but you know it’s not just about Pat, but it IS about Pat because Pat’s one of my best friends; Pat drove me to every show and I didn’t have a car. So, you know, like we wouldn’t have been able to grow our brand, or grow our name, or do anything without Pat, so, you know, we just say that he’s in the band, because, you know, he is. So, why don’t you just say it with me: Pat’s in the band. Thank you Patrick.