Music by Jocelyn Cecilia
“27”
Inspired by the 27 exposures on a disposable camera, “27” was written as an ode to blossoming friendships with the possibility of something more. Listen to this windows-down, wistful, sunset-drive track on all streaming platforms.
It’s my favorite pastime / To obsess over every little thing you do / I love wasting my film on you / So could you / Hold my hand when I’m not at my best and / Make me laugh at things only we get / Look at me differently, through a new lens
“pessimist”
If you’ve ever been afraid to fall in love, felt like things were too good to be true, or wasted time waiting for the other shoe to drop, take a listen.
Please don’t act like you want me / Laugh like I’m funny / Say I’d love your mom and dad / Don’t walk me back to my car / Then text me and call / Saying ‘We should do this again’ / ‘cause I like to make up stories in my head / Wake up, fake love, leave them in my bed / What if I let myself fall then / Wake up, you’re gone / What would I do then?
“stephanie”
For anyone playing the long game, this one’s for you. Listen to this heartbreaking track full of regret, longing, and hope.
Mothers know best, I wonder what yours says about me / The things I said back then, does she hold them against me? / ‘Cause I’m still just holding on / And I’m still in love with her son / Mothers know best, I wonder if yours says to you / That she likes me for you
“Table Talk”
Some people are only meant to be in your life for a season. This song is about saying goodbye to people you love, and the hope that even if you never see each other again, they might still think about you now and then, tell their kids about you, and bring your name up at the dinner table.
Hold me like you never did / For a moment we can just pretend / ‘Cause after all that we went through, were we just meant to forget? / I hope I make the dinner table talk / Spare a thought for me now and then / ‘Cause after all that we said is it too late to begin again?
“Sick”
The classic bait and switch, and the feeling of confusion, heartache, and angst that comes after, as you reminisce on something that was once so good, and grieve what could’ve been.
All my friends are sick / Of hearing me dissect the same situation again and again / And maybe I’m sick / For listening and thinking and wishing you meant everything you said / ‘Cause I think of all of the times that we talked through the night / Every little thing that clicked / And all of the memories we made on the streets of LA / How’d it all change so quick? / Oh it makes me sick
Love On Me
For anyone whose love language is acts of service, I hope you find a love like this. Heart, hope, and healing all in 3 minutes and 12 seconds. Recorded in my dorm room on a pair of Apple earbuds :)
You’ll get my meds when I’m sick stuck in bed / We’ll fall asleep on the phone / I’ll make your favorite tea on the nights that you’re stressed / And bake things that remind you of home / And on crap afternoons you’ll take naps in my room ‘cause my mattress is softer than yours / Those little things when we’re both listening are the things that I love and adore