Esoteric Hobbies

by Pterodactyl Problems

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released March 8, 2019

Music written, arranged, and performed by Pterodactyl Problems

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Geoff Hodsman

Produced by Pterodactyl Problems and Geoff Hodsman

Piano on 'Slideshow' and 'Pictures' performed by Anita Mijares

Choir performance on 'Breathe' by the Rosedale Heights Chamber Choir

Original cover artwork painting by Aodhan Neely

Management by Greg Neely

Branding and Design by Forgemedia.ca

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Pterodactyl Problems Toronto, Ontario

Pterodactyl Problems, initially formed in 2012 and reunited in 2017, brings a unique mix of heavy alt-rock, metal, and punk with a dash of glam.

Each band member, life-long and accomplished musicians with diverse backgrounds and influences spanning Opera, Jazz, Rock, Musical Theatre, Punk, and Heavy Metal, the band was formed through the discovery of their unified passion for great music.
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Track Name: Paresthesia
Well you ran off to school and you thought you would change
Unpack your baggage get dressed in the same
But you gotta keep going or else prove yourself right
‘Cus back home is too painful out here your future's so bright.

With a name like a thought that she's brushed off a long time ago
And her words cant describe though she writes and she writes and she writes and she writes
Why she doubts everything that she's told.

Now you gotta keep going
Keep on cutting your feet
A precipice left to prusik
How can nobody see?

With a name like a thought that she's brushed off for most of her life
And her words cant describe though she writes and she writes and she writes and she writes
Why she wants to die every night

A corpse hung on a hook, guts spilling to the floor
Eyes wander down and look you right in the face
It reaches once more into its insides as it pulls out everything that it can
So what happens when you wake up as a rapist in a cell
And what happens when you wake up and you're really just yourself
And still feel like that corpse with its guts spilling out
When you feel like that corpse you should just KILL YOURSELF
Track Name: Protest
You're all here what more could I ask for
And the suns out what more could I ask for
We've all decided to come out just because our rights have been taken doesn't mean we won't shout
Or cry out, cry out

What once was a protest has now become a war
But it’s them against us it ain't us against them and of that we're pretty sure
The moon’s high what more could I ask for
And you're all here what more could I ask for
We're building a bonfire up to the sky
They've made us cold it takes more than that to make us cry
Cry out

What once was a protest has now become a war
But it’s them against us it ain't us against them
Oh it’s them against us it ain't us against them
Oh it’s them against us it ain't us against them and of that we're pretty sure
Track Name: All Alone In The Cold
The cold winter winds are biting through my sweater
Been here for a while now, shit, life could be better
I think my fingers are about to fall off so
What the fuck am I doing here
‘Cus you said sometime around 6:24
That was about a half hour ago
Holy shit it's starting to snow

And I'm alone in the cold
I’m alone in the cold
I'm alone in the cold

I say to myself I'll wait for 5 more minutes and after that I'll go
I'll probably go home and bitch at you over text about how late you were and how you DIDN'T FUCKING SHOW
‘Cus you said sometime around 6:24
That was about an hour and a half ago
Holy shit it's starting to snow

And I'm alone in the cold
I’m alone in the cold
I'm alone in the cold.

It’s eight o'clock now and I'm fucking finished
And as I start to leave I start to send a pretty nasty message because by now I’m as pissed as I possibly could be
I whip out my phone and as I start to text I notice the message that you sent me from before
‘Cus today’s the 21st and it says let's meet 6:24 on the 22nd
And I realize this whole time I've been standing with no good reason at all

All alone in the cold
All alone in the cold
All alone in the cold

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