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about
I live in the rural buffer of Orange County, NC, a swath of woodland in between Chapel Hill and Hillsborough. I love the wild seclusion of the forest, but everything has its limits. I deeply appreciate having a home to return to after a long hike.
Six years ago, I became a father. I was burnt out on my 9-5, and my wife had just earned her nursing degree, so we decided that I would stay home with the kiddo. Nearly every day, I’d strap my infant daughter onto my chest, and we’d head out for an adventure in the woods.
Within a few months, we’d walked every trail on the map, so we began exploring the liminal spaces in between the blazes. It wasn’t long before I saw the first lean-to. People were living out there.
I wondered if they were the same folks I’d seen hanging around the gas station where I’d go to buy beer while my family slept. The ones who built the shanty town by the off-ramp that got torn down shortly after we moved in. I once saw a guy with a genuine bindle-stiff cross the overpass and disappear into the trees.
Two of the many reasons that people become unhoused are drug addiction and mental illness, and I couldn’t imagine a better place to ride out a high or an episode than these wooded foothills. Venture deep enough and you’ll find home-sites, caves, abandoned mills, old spring houses, and the occasional graveyard. It’s a primeval land outside of time. A reclaimed peninsula of green.
As I imagined and projected, I became aware of my own loneliness. I was immensely grateful for the days, months, and years of focused fatherhood ahead, but I craved company beyond the sleeping child swaddled against my sweaty chest. I missed workplace camaraderie. I wanted someone to discuss art and culture with, a fellow creative with a goofy sense of humor. Then one melancholy day I heard myself say, “I could use a friend”.
lyrics
The gas station down the road’s the closest place to buy beer
and you can even get pills from the guy with the beard
but this water is pure I get it straight from the spring
slip your finger through the moon and you got a diamond ring
A-ooo O A-ooo O
I’m glad I met you. . .I’m glad I met you
‘cause I’ve been thinking that I could use a friend
I sleep out in the woods until the first frost
and I make up my bed on a soft patch of moss
come winter I hunker down deep a cave
I don’t like the dark but I stay warmer that way
A-ooo O A-ooo O
I’m glad I met you. . .I’m glad I met you
‘cause I’ve been thinking that I could use a friend
The people ‘round her disappear all of the time
I don’t see where they go
just what they leave behind
and the rest all stay in and recycle their air
and come outside once a year to breed at the fair
A-ooo O A-ooo O
I’m glad I met you. . .I’m glad I met you
‘Cause I’ve been thinking you know things that I wanna’ know
And I’ve been thinking that you see where they go
And I’ve been wondering about what happens in the end
And I’ve been thinking I could use a friend
Yeah, I’ve been thinking I could use a friend
credits
released September 15, 2023
Robinson Earle- Guitar/Vocals
David Barrett- Drums/Organ/Backing Vocals
Michael Buckley-Bass/Backing Vocals
Written by Robinson Earle
Mixed and Mastered by David Barrett
Produced by The River Otters
Additional Mixing by Dylan Turner
Cover Art by Chris Monday
Such inspired, melancholy, prescient songwriting deserves to be appreciated by future generations. I will present this to my children as the soundtrack of my college years. The River Otters
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