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90 In November

by Why Bonnie

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1.
Sailor Mouth 03:05
Sailor Mouth I’ve been learning new ways to curse Sure got a sailor mouth for someone who’s afraid of the ocean. And the old ways are feeling tired They’re not getting any sleep They stayed up waiting for the sun To shine through white sheep. It’s a salty sweet familiar taste When I say your name And it always tastes the same. It’s a salty sweet familiar taste When I say your name And it always tastes the same. It’s a salty sweet familiar taste When I say your name And it always tastes the same
2.
Galveston 03:22
Galveston Candyland beaches Water too salty to swim Passed all of the dancehalls and dive-ins Looks just the same as it did back then But we lost the pier to hurricane season. I remember how the clouds used to chase The east Texas sunrise Making the face Of a little fat baby just standing in place Crying for the last time and on with the day. When I try to remember it I can’t It’s slipping like quicksand When I try to remember it I can’t It’s slipping through my hand. Howled at the moon Calling for you If comfort is a killer then maybe I’ll die here With the cigarettes and old beer And the lazy boy and lawn chairs But it feels so clear Looking through the muddy water That I’ll keep coming back here even when it’s all over When I try to remember it I can’t It’s slipping like quicksand When I try to remember it I can’t It’s slipping through my hand
3.
Nowhere, LA 03:26
Nowhere, LA Louisiana In a broken down car At the whim Of a kind stranger with a crowbar Headlights passing us Stranded in the bayou Lost in the dark Singing to “Pictures of You” And I don’t miss Chapping my lips from saying sorry Still I wish I could say it one last time So many nights I cut my tongue to make it sharper It wasn’t my fault But it wasn’t yours either Stepped on my own tail again When I saw you across the street Thought of what I’d say to you But my words all come up empty All my words they sound so empty I like to know That we’re now both growing up Cleaned the dirt off my nails And regained my luck I wonder why It was so hard to let you go I know I walk fast But my heart moves so slow Stepped on my own tail again When I saw you across the street Thought of what I’d say to you But my words all come up empty All my words sound so fucking empty Louisiana In a broken down car What if we Only got that far
4.
Hot Car 03:54
Hot Car In the backseat Interstate fast lane Speed on the concrete In my submarine Listening to animals fight Outside the bar Crossed the muddy river In a hot car Thinking of ways I could waste my day Smells like summer in the Carolina rain Dripping wet in the scorched grass Always getting the last laugh I think it’s time To go back Interstate fast lane In my submarine In my submarine Interstate fast lane In my submarine In my submarine Interstate fast lane In my submarine In my submarine
5.
Silsbee 02:45
Silsbee When I go Into that warm embrace I can see your face It looks like mine But in darker shades Like daylight’s fade Shadow in the backroom Moving just like you
6.
90 in November Smoking like a sinner Buzzing like a bee� 90 in November Keeping up the speed Pick up trucks are working To pick up the pace Lonely times are louder In the Lone Star State Technicolored sun Like when I was a kid 90 in November Heating up the grid Fast times of getting way too high Cardboard cut out cowboy Waving my goodbye Still it seems Like it doesn’t mean a thing Still it seems Like it doesn’t mean a thing I’ve been trailing off… Lack of punctuation Yelling like a dove And sleeping like a question Picking up a pen that’s running out of ink Crossing my eyes and dotting all my T’s Still it seems Like it doesn’t mean a thing Still it seems Like it doesn’t mean a thing Pressing my luck With a $2 fill up Might not get far but I’m fast Making out with black lungs And a heart of gold Going once Going twice Now I’m sold Going once Going twice Now I’m sold Going once Going twice Now I’m sold
7.
Healthy 03:14
Healthy Feel myself turning green From holding air that you used to breathe Took a pill so I could stay clean Because water isn’t what it used to be I drink water to stay healthy I’ll only leave the house If you dare me But it’s sweet to be sedentary Feels like my own blood sugar Is against me And I wonder if it won’t hurt You’re a vampire and I taste just like candy Waking up in a puddle of mud And it takes all day to clean it up “Honey you look like a bedsheet to me” Sick of dirty thoughts Sick of schemes To make do with everything I drink water to stay healthy I’ll only leave the house if you dare me But it’s so sweet to be sedentary Feels like my own blood sugar is against me But it’s so sweet to be sedentary I’ll only leave the house if you dare me
8.
Sharp Turn 03:54
Sharp Turn Sharp turn Cold burn I didn’t know what I was looking for Until I wasn’t even looking anymore Waste words Are lost in my mind These are the quietest of times And I was wrong when I Thought that I needed something else Guess I was wrong when I Thought I knew myself It’s only human to wonder where you’re going� I’m cashing in all the time I would’ve spent just Waiting for you to call Last word Coming in too late Wasn’t on purpose But it wasn’t a mistake And I was wrong when I Thought that I needed something else Guess I was wrong when I Thought I knew myself It’s only human to wonder where you’re going I’m cashing in all the time I would’ve spent just Waiting for you to call
9.
Lot's Wife 02:46
Lot’s Wife Morning never came Stayed night time all day And I don’t trust the clock anymore Dog’s on a killing spree Got an itch for killing fleas Thought I could wait around But soon I’ll have to leave Stopped for a photograph Of a moment in the sun Looked like we had just won But you’ll turn all to salt if you ever look back Look out kid it’s getting late We can come back another day Looks like the second coming’s Going the other way And to make it all worth it I leave one hand in the sun Just to play with the light Just to play
10.
Superhero 03:15
Superhero Foot through the mirror Thought I could walk right through You make me feel like I could do anything that I wanna do Like I’m a superhero� With an unbreakable body And every comic book varlet Can’t hold a candle to me I stretch out on the carpet Cut my hand open Some loose staples laughing at me And stitches aren’t an option Check out this hot rod vigilante She thinks she can fly That’s what loving you feels like My mind is racing Like an old greyhound who gets put down Nobody bothered to tell him This would be his last go around I’m blind and I’m smiling Because you’re in the crowd Actually you’re alone And my footsteps echo as they hit the ground And I can feel my heart setting a fire so big It’d burn the city in the blink of an eye When we’ve cleared away all of the rubble Above us there’s a clear blue sky That’s what loving you feels like That’s what loving you feels like That’s what loving you feels like

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90 in November, the first full-length LP from Texas quintet Why Bonnie, crashes into existence with a squeal of feedback and a burst of distorted guitar. It’s a dynamic introduction to a more raw-edged indie sound from a band who have matured from bedroom dream pop into a sophisticated rock act, their evolving sound a reflection of the journey undertaken by songwriter Blair Howerton on this vividly rendered collection of songs.

As much a product of songwriter Howerton’s love for the intimate songwriting of fellow Texans Townes Van Zandt and Blaze Foley as it is her affection for the alt-rock of the Lemonheads and the Replacements, the eccentric pop of Sparklehorse, and “definitely Sheryl Crow,” 90 in November is a meditation on the pains and pleasures of nostalgia and a lesson in learning how to look back at the people, places, and experiences that have shaped us, with room for both unvarnished honesty and rose-tinted melancholy. 90 in November is about “coming to terms with your past to accept all of the sweet and all of the bitter,” says Howerton.

The songs for 90 in November were mostly written in Brooklyn, New York, where Howerton moved from Austin in 2019. Already in the midst of a major life change, Howerton’s feeling of being between worlds was compounded when quarantine hit and she found herself, like so many others, stuck in her apartment—about as far away from the wide-open spaces of Texas as one can possibly get. It was in this environment that she began to write songs parsing out the complicated, mixed emotions associated with building a new home while attempting to make sense of the one she had left behind.

As a result, 90 in November is a trip through Howerton’s inner world, but it’s also a road trip through Texas. Often it is both at once. The songs are full of poetic, cinematic lyrics that flash like colorful scenes glimpsed from the window of a car as it barrels along an interstate highway cutting through the Lone Star State, each one a road stop revealing a different facet of Howerton’s experience.

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released August 19, 2022

Produced by Tommy Reed and Why Bonnie at Lazy Bones Studio in Silsbee, TX
Mixing, Mastering, and Additional Production by Jonathan Schenke at Studio Windows in NYC
Music and Lyrics by Blair Howerton
Arranged and Performed by Why Bonnie

Cover artwork by Hugh Howerton
Photography by Sam Houdek & Kendall Powell
Design & Layout by Cody Bass

Why Bonnie is:
Blair Howerton: Vocals, Guitar
Sam Houdek: Guitar
Kendall Powell: Keys
Chance Williams: Bass
Josh Malett: Drums

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