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Bright Light

by No Nets

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1.
Dark Matter 04:09
You’ve been failing me in the times that I needed you most I’ve been writing checks that I cash on behalf of a ghost You’ve been telling me I’m free to stay or go That’s a lie, I don’t feel better now that you’re close But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t needed it Maybe when we get back to your place we can bump heads But I’d be lying if I said I was faking Maybe when we get back to your place we can bump heads Hear me out hear me out cause I’m thinking it through What does a boy like me gotta do to prove that I can stand up You’re always trying to knock me down Hear me out hear me out cause I’m thinking it through I know you care but you’re bumming me out dude Yea I can stand up you’re always bleeding out the mouth But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t needed it Maybe when we get back to your place we can bump heads But I’d be lying if I said I was faking Maybe when we get back to your place we can bump heads Maybe when we get back to your place we can take a little time take a little time I’m so tired of waiting in this line Ain’t we just like matter, old and paranoid Neither created nor destroyed Dark matter I’ve got too much of you in me Ain’t we just like matter
2.
Time is heavily on my side but I’m not ready to go I’m gonna get there when I get there I’m gonna get there when I get there Time is heavily on my side but I’m not ready to go I’m gonna get there when I get there And when I get there I will know Time is on my side and I’m ready to go Used to destroy with little regard Now I gotta wife and a little backyard I’m a husband and I kinda like the name Used to bleed black for the cutting edge Now I buy my produce at a farmer’s market It’s expensive but it’s healthier for me Ruts and rhythms I fall in don’t help me understand They don’t make me wholesome They don’t help me be a better man Time is heavily on my side but I’m not ready to go I’m gonna get there when I get there I’m gonna get there when I get there Time is heavily on my side but I’m not ready to go But I’ve got so many things to prove And I’m starting to feel old Time is on my side am I ready to go I am falling out a window Could it be a blessing or a blunder [How much more can you take] Falling out a window Never wanna wake up torn asunder [Is it ever gonna get you through the day] Ruts and rhythms I fall into help me understand There ain’t much between your love and how to be a better man
3.
If ever you thought there for a minute that I actually felt alive That would be a lie Passion and payment are often parallel lines You said I’ve got no fire inside Just doldrums and a 9 to 5 Talk to your mom she says it’s better to lie Work at some job you don’t like Get your wonder on the weekends or the nights And hope your hobbies keep you alive Well you never would’ve thought that You’d be feeling old and rusted Singing only from the corners Late 20s waking up dead Hooray hooray you’re my black diamond Hey hooray I got faith that you won’t break But you won’t stay the same So get out while you still can They kicked you in the stomach Didn’t count on thick skin Certain that you were wasted But they didn’t waste you yet If ever you thought that I would lay down and die Bury my head in the sand for a while What I wanted was to show you Hooray hooray I’m a black diamond Hey hooray I’m a black diamond Carbon core and crystalline More than what you’ve seen Hooray hooray I’m a black diamond Hey hooray I’m a black diamond God damn right that I won’t break Baby it’s my day So get out while you still can It’s gonna be a long walk but you’re patient And your legs and arms and hands Are tickets to reanimation And anticipation swells, you gotta gotta start something You’re never looking back again You were dumb enough to force my hand Scream in exclamation that you haven’t lost it yet They were always right and you were always wrong Started out so young made you feel so old American tundra had freezer burned your soul In a midtown hole held your breath til you turned purple They were always right and you were always wrong Til ya hit the road til ya finally realized something Fire in your heart you couldn’t help but start Could tear their world apart Diamond eyes all brilliant sparkle
4.
Holes 05:37
All my friends got things to call their own Loves and drugs and crutches songs and hopes And I’ve got things I never thought I’d own A love so big but I’m still full of holes I still got a lotta holes to fill even though I’m really happy I still got a lotta holes to fill even though I’m really happy I’ve still got a lotta holes to fill Bobby wants to roam the earth before the corporations Bulldozed all the trees to dust And made the whole world pavement Erin wants to say FUCK YOU To all the men who thought they could do it better than she could do Luke is digging at the root of my fearful platitudes Holy hell I’m freaking out when the changes hit the fan dude Moving on taking chances growing up just like molasses Get me out of here before I have to move along And John just wants to give love So much til his heart explodes lit up with everything good A full cup gushing happy thoughts We all just wanna give love I still got a lotta holes to fill even though I’m really happy I still got a lotta holes to fill even though I’m really happy You gotta dig gotta dig when you start to feel sick Gotta dig to get unsick Gotta dig gotta dig when you’re feeling kinda sick are you feeling kinda sick? Then get out your fucking shovel I wanna make corrections for the troubles that I know Don’t wanna wake up sweating Wanna keep it under control Don’t wanna reconsider and revisit Remarks and numb reactions that they cause Don’t wanna stay the same just because Cause I still run the show
5.
Morning 00:55
Sun is coming up
6.
Bright Light 03:21
There are trains now in motion That might never ever stop And my friends they have boarded Hoping they’ll come out on top Some are straight and true I mean the kind of routes That’ll drop you at a mansion house in the Hamptons Some are less direct might run off a bridge Mine included but I’m willing to bet So I pour over pages, crawl the black hole of the web For a list to sell me certain That the lines we’re on were always meant to connect I’m a boy known to crumble at the slightest hint of stress You hate cops and in general Anyone who claims to know best But we’re not half whole in fact we’re almost full Yea we top each other off till spilling over We could learn world trade or map the ocean’s lengths Ride our train till we are crinkled and grey Can I sit next to you Don’t wanna die alone Sun is coming up the bright bright light
7.
Lucky One 03:35
Hey am I right am I the lucky one True that you’re gone but are you playing along Are you in the corner when the lights go out Looking at me calm and protecting Know you’re in the ground but I still feel you all around Days can go by where you slip my mind You’re gone completely But I see through your eyes You’re my bones my skin my spirit guide my religion Are you in the corner when the lights go out Looking at me calm and protecting Know you’re in the ground but I still feel you all around Oh love of my live Never knew for a day Won’t let you die Cause I owe you everything I owe you everything
8.
Wanna get inside out wanna be overwhelmed Living despondent come on and light me up But it doesn’t get me high anymore just freaks me out Wanna get inside out wanna be overwhelmed I wanna dig a hole I gotta let it go I wanna dig a hole where i will never pick up my phone Once in a day these little secrets are Spilling out of the cracks that line your legs Puddling on to the floor There are hundreds of ways to keep on going If you’re interested in that sort of thing but you’re not Leaving the couch is like a chore Wanted to kill your doubt you did the opposite Living despondent just kinda fucked you up Wanna get inside out let’s get it over with Should’ve left you alone but instead I’m at your door Should’ve boxed my emotion Slid back the glass and handed them in through the drawer Should’ve left you alone but hey I don’t know You’re like a dirty washcloth dragging your ends And now I’m here to ring you out And now I’m here to wipe the sweat from your furrowed brow And now I’m here to ring you out You said that I don’t wanna know you don’t wanna be here What a lonely goat what a broken record your fears What a lonely goat
9.
Gilded Cage 05:34
I hate the way it sounds When you rub it in my face At the end of the day Don’t I deserve to be happy I followed all the rules But I’m still stuck running with the fools In an eternal race at glacial pace And I’m melting Gilded cage of concrete Glass the floor beneath me And I could break it so easily But it would shatter from under me And who knows where I’d land I hate the way it sounds When you rub it in my face The gloating and loathing You know it breaks my heart Ad infinitum Gilded cage of concrete Glass the floor beneath me And I could break it so easily But it would shatter from under me And who knows where I’d land Gilded cage of concrete Glass the floor beneath me And it could cut my enemies But it could murder my family Or stab my baby’s heart The sun is coming up So hand me that old hammer The sun is coming up It’s coming up

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released October 21, 2016

Written by Sal Mastrocola*
Performed by No Nets

Sal Mastrocola – Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Drums
John O’Neill – Guitar, Vocals
Dave Hauenstein – Bass
Walter Shock – Drums, Percussion

*All songs written by Sal Mastrocola except track 7 by Sal, Dave, John, & Walter. Tracks 4 & 8 by Sal, John, & Walter. Keyboards, additional percussion, guitar, and vocals by Greg Gibaldi.

Additional vocals on tracks 3,4,5,9 by Erin Bagwell. Additional vocals on track 5 by Dan Mendes and Greg Gibaldi. Choir vocals on track 9 by Erin Bagwell, Pete Orlando, and John O’Neill. Bass on track 5 by Dan Mendes.

Produced by Greg Gibaldi and Sal Mastrocola. Recorded by Greg Gibaldi at The Seaside Lounge and Limited Production House. Mixed and engineered by Greg Gibaldi at Burlap Manor and Skillman Music. Assistant engineering on track 9 by Pete Orlando. Mastered by Walter Dicristina at Emvy Music. Cover photography by John Harrison. Inside photo by Kirill Orlov. Art direction and design by Sal Mastrocola.

Thank you to all our friends and families for your unending support and love. Extra Thanks to Greg G, Erin B, Dan M, Johnny L, Chris M, Pete O, Ginny M.

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No Nets is a rock band from Brooklyn by way of The Bronx & Jersey, made up of a few grown-up-ish punk and emo kids – and a metalhead.

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