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Pandemic

by Bad Naps

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1.
I don’t want anyone to hear my voice out on the road Though they’re probably just like me Cooped up in their homes we have no other choice it seems… So I’m sending this one out The only way that I know how. Pandemic music, this is pandemic music This is pandemonium
2.
Flatten the curve! For the foreseeable future You are forced to remain at home My thoughts go out to those Who have to go through this alone The numbers may shoot through the roof Of the people who shoot through the roof…of their mouths… Quarantine is such a hostile word But we need it to shine we’ve got to flatten the curve They say the sickness is our enemy but I swear everyday it seems more like me My first thought in the morning’s how I’m going to stay busy Checklists seem to help resolve some of the anxiety I feel the itch to read, to to learn, to improve But I usually end up staring out the window by noon Digital faces, pixilated conversations Held with those who are closest to me I hate to say it, regurgitate this But proximity is such a distant feeling… Quarantine is such a hostile word But we need it to shine we’ve got to flatten the curve They say the sickness is our enemy but I swear everyday it seems more like me
3.
Another evening watching Tiger King How many shows can we watch How late can we stay up After we put the kids to sleep? I know I put my contacts in weirdly But I couldn’t see more clearly This quarantine has seemed to bring My family closer
4.
When my future kids ask about this self-isolation I’ll tell them: “It was just like summer vacation…” Let me out!
5.
Ennui 00:55
6.
Bored Games 03:55
An invisible weight on my chest I feel it compress Til there’s nothing left It’s robbing me of quality breaths And causing manic delusions of stress I want to take you in Like I want to take in air But as I peer into darkened corners It seems like you’re not there… My greatest fear is that they’ll carry us out in bodybags All three of us… Oh, God, tell me, what have I done to deserve this? I know til now I’ve prayed casually But turns for the worst have changed me drastically You’re the God of my youth, could you be the God of my present please? It feels like we’re playing games And it only heightens the pain Why won’t you make some kind of change and take my pain away My greatest fear is that they’ll carry us out in bodybags All three of us… Oh, God, tell me, what have I done to deserve this? I know til now I’ve prayed casually But turns for the worst have changed me drastically You’re the God of my youth, could you be the God of my present please? I don’t want to play Any more games Won’t you reach down and take This virus away…
7.
What did you see, was it really that bad? To take yourself out of the game you worked so hard at keeping people in? I understand that we all need a break Burnout is reality But breaking your skin’s not the choice to make …and I don’t think it’ll change a thing This sickness still needs to be fought We need you You’re the next patient’s one last shot We need you I can’t understand what you’re going through but We need you Hold fast to hope, hold fast to God ‘Cause we need you Well I guess this is a tribute To all those people like you Who thought this virus was to much for them to get through And I apologize for your PTSD It’s a horrific thing But we needed you, we didn’t want you to leave This sickness still needs to be fought We need you You’re the next patient’s one last shot We need you I can’t understand what you’re going through but We need you Hold fast to hope, hold fast to God ‘Cause we need you I recognize the headline The place you went Wasn’t that far away From where we live I’ll never understand Taking your own life I’ll never understand…. suicide
8.
When my future kids ask about this self-isolation I’ll tell them it was just like summer vacation… Except with fear and imprisonment baked in And instead of trips to the beach We sat at home enrobed in anxiety And here’s the thing: I wasn’t even anxious about the disease But because I know what it’s like to lock me in a room… with me…. Oh, God, it happened again Where my thoughts have turned as dark as the clouds above my head. I’ve never planned out suicide but I swear today it’s simpler not to be alive. When my demons are standing, right in front of me The mirror reveals them, so much clearer than my computer screen I wish this sickness could be fixed with a switch I’m tired of feeling this, I want to meet my future kids.
9.
Black Sheep 06:33
I went for a run this morning, just like you And in my mind I heard a car behind and a gun shoot And as the bullet passed through my head I fell to the pavement My corpse waited patiently for someone to claim it A neighbor may and then they’d make a call to the officers And Jamie would be notified and rush off from work To the hospital where I’m being examined by the coroner And through misty eyes she’d identify my pale cadaver There may be press, maybe a vigil, maybe coverage on the news And that’s more than we did for you... It’s awful it took so long for us to conclude, But I truly believe Every black life matters There are no black sheep In the eyes of the father As I fall asleep tonight after a day of hard work The farthest thing from my mind are agents at the door With guns drawn and shields on in the middle of the night Armed to their teeth which reek of their pride You thought you were protected, they came in unannounced Your lover had a weapon and he fired one out A warning, a scare shot, a hope to alarm Fired through the smoke, not intending any harm But they took it as a threat, they took it as a challenge 10 blindly shot bullets echoed in your apartment At least 8 struck your body, still lying in your bed You suffered for a moment, then gave up your spirit I lay thinking about these things in my suburban home It’s true, I’ll never know the fear you experienced so long... But I truly believe Every black life matters There are no black sheep In the eyes of the father Was it actually me kneeling down on your neck? I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe...did I hear what you said? Is this all a dream or is Martin’s Dream dead? My privilege is ignorance but to you I confess That I truly believe Every black life matters There are no black sheep In the eyes of the father Ahmaud, Breonna, George...I’m sorry Atatiana, Aura, Stephon...I’m sorry Botham, Philando, Alton...I’m sorry Michelle, Freddie, Janisha...I’m sorry Eric, Akai, Gabriella...I’m sorry Tamir, Michael, Tanisha...I’m sorry
10.
(To all my friends, who think they’re better on the weekends Than when they’re alive during the week Do you pretend That you’re in control of your body When it’s the drugs and alcohol that help you fall asleep…) You want a solution to fix all this But I need you to exercise a little bit of patience We want results as quick as we can get them He’s no different, he’s no different… What’s going to make you happy? Oh I agree he’s an idiot Won’t admit to the obvious evidence of scientists But the things you use to feel complacent Are they as harmful as his suggestion? Bleach injection To all my friends, who think they’re better on the weekends Than when they’re alive during the week Do you pretend That you’re in control of your body When it’s the drugs and alcohol that help you fall asleep… It’s true A bleach injection will kill you But who’s to say the drugs you use Won’t do the same thing, too
11.
When my future kids ask about this self-isolation, I’ll tell them it was just like summer vacation… They’re are a lot of things that have changed us Why do you feel the need to wear masks and gloves? To protect others and not just yourself? Are you saying life has intrinsic value and worth? What a beautiful revelation! I hope you cherish this view and continue loving our neighbors
12.
CM4620-IE 02:33
Could this be the thing that saves us?
13.
I’m tired of being stuck in this house I love my family but I’ve got to get out I can’t spend another afternoon Drinking whiskey with nothing to do I’m sick of this sickness, can I get a witness? Disdaining this distance, it’s starting to kill me I wish I could finish the projects I begin I’ve got nothin to do yet I can’t do anything… I need to get outside So I can breathe But I can’t without a mask covering my face I just want to get the hell out of this place So I can get outside and breathe But I can’t leave I know it seems this virus is trying to deny us of fulfilling our basic human need We weren’t made to be alone, and talking on the phone can’t replace you being here with me But I pray I pray to God That this pandemic is something we can learn from And I hope That with all this time you’ve got That you pray too so you can learn the person you’re supposed to become I hope you find out the person you’re supposed to become

about

“As soon as I got word that I wouldn’t be returning to my job in a normal capacity, I started penning the first lines for ‘Pandemic’,” states Derek Cook, principal songwriter and vocalist of the band Bad Naps (based in Williamsburg, VA). Bad Naps had just released a new EP (“Sheepish EP”) and played their first show together when the Coronavirus pandemic slowed everything to a standstill. “I knew it’d be a tough time for a lot of people, but personally, I knew how difficult a quarantine would be on me if I didn’t have something creative to work on. In writing this album, it allowed me to interpret, reflect on, and truly experience the impact of COVID-19 as it was happening in real time.”
The album takes listeners on a journey through the stages of the Coronavirus pandemic, mirroring the five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. “At first I think a lot of people were skeptical, or even sarcastic, about the severity of the disease. I know I was. I wanted to capture that initial doubt and denial at the beginning of the album.” With lyrics like, “Another evening watching Tiger King,” and “When my future kids ask about this self-isolation, I’ll tell them it was just like summer vacation,” Cook explores the early emotions associated with lockdown.
“But you can’t stop there,” he continues. “You can’t be offended by track 4 and end the album. It’s intended as a complete listening experience, with ups, downs, arrogance, despair, hope, and the like. I want this album to tell the full story I, and many others around the world, experienced through the Coronavirus pandemic, and the year 2020 as a whole.”
Other songs on the album explore suffering through COVID-19 from a first-person perspective, the confusion and anger with suicide associated with the virus, political observations, and even racial struggle and inequality. “I would be absolutely remiss if I did not touch on the Black Lives Matter movement and protests that splintered our country in the midst of an already emotionally-heightened time. Specifically, I wanted to tell the story of Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor, and George Floyd: three tragedies that lead to a revolution in the US and internationally.” That song is “Black Sheep,” a six-and-a-half minute epic told in a stream-of-consciousness style, concluding with a sample of “Amazing Grace” behind Cook reading the names of those Black lives lost. “That was a tough song to write and sing, because the subject matter is brutal. But I wanted to be honest and transparent, and I hope that comes through for listeners.”
“I wanted to end the album on a hopeful note, though,” continues Cook, “as many people wanted to end 2020 in a similar fashion.” The final track, “Social Disdaining,” was actually one of the first tracks written for the album, and is the lead single off “Pandemic.” With a guest vocal performance from Philip Basnight of the band Broke Royals, the album ends with the repeated line, “I hope you find out the person you’re supposed to become.” “We all had this unique opportunity to slow down in 2020. It wasn’t what we wanted, and it was definitely difficult, losing so many friends, family, and loved ones to the awful Coronavirus; but there was a chance for self-reflection that I hope people took advantage of.”
The album will be released January 20, 2021, Inauguration Day of the new President of the United States. “That was definitely intentional,” Cook states. “That date is a sign of change on so many fronts: a hopeful end to the pandemic [with a mask mandate and vaccinations sure to follow], a hopeful end to racial inequality, and a hopeful future with a leader we can actually look to for guidance.” With musical influences like The Story So Far, The Wonder Years, mewithoutYou, Relient K, Levi the Poet, Propaganda, La Dispute, Julien Baker, and even a classical composition, Bad Naps has aimed to create a listening experience as diverse as the emotions experienced during the 2020 Coronavirus pandemic, yet cohesive enough to tell the story as a time capsule for years to come.

credits

released January 20, 2021

All music and lyrics by Derek Cook.
Recorded, mixed, and produced by Derek Cook.
Mastered by Grant Hart at Grant Hart Productions (www.granthartproductions.com)

Extra special guests include:

Jonathan and Becky Nonnemacher (vocals on "Flatten the Curve")
Jamie Cook (narrator on "Becky's Good (She Has Chips)"
Matthew Waugaman and Aurora Nonnemacher (vocals on "Journal Entry 1")
Dani Rauchwarg (vocals on "Bored Games")
Katherine Wease (viola on "Bored Games")
Evan Fleming (bass on "Social Disdaining")
Philip Basnight of Broke Royals (vocals on "Social Disdaining")

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