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The Worst Places Are Sometimes the Best

by Chair Umpire

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max-rodriguezzz Honestly every song off here is my favorite, the emotion is so raw and so personal. A masterpiece. Favorite track: You Can Break Rock (To Charlie).
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KQT Loved every track, man. but the standouts are Laura, Ava, Tom Brandow, and "Charlie." I can see, hear, and truly appreciate your artistry, my brother. Keeping you lifted. Congrats–I'm so proud of you.

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#letsgetit Favorite track: You Can Break Rock (To Charlie).
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1.
Hey there Tom it’s been almost a year I’ve been trying so hard to fight against these tears That I’ve been shedding since November But who knows cause I can’t remember I’ve been praying to God hoping I would see you soon But it might be us getting drunk and singing out of tune To Elton John’s Tiny Dancer But who knows if I will remember I’ll see you on Sunday maybe at church Or maybe somewhere else but who knows I will search I’m sitting here with paper and pen Trying to figure out when I’ll see you again Hey there Tom I haven’t seen you around I’ve been sitting in my room jamming out to Jackson Browne And how you got so far To seeing all of his guitars I can still recall the time we spent the Friday night Jamming on the piano to Ben Folds Five In front of my mom and dad And to be honest it wasn’t that bad I think of all the times when I would leave home And I would tell you don’t worry cause you’re not alone Instead I sit here with paper and pen Still trying to figure out when I’ll see you again I’m not scared I’m not scared of you Though I’m not afraid of death but I’m afraid of dying young I can’t get over the fact that we will soon be turned into dust And all this nothing we turn into I’d like to think is something That you can make of And it makes no fucking sense if Sarah can’t get by No matter how hard she does no matter how hard she tries Again and again is all we do It just gets so much harder thinking about you I cry myself to sleep at night If that is what it will take just to see you again one more time I am not scared of you But if you say I am then maybe it’s true Hey there Tom I really fucking miss you I wish we could do all the things we said we’d do Like maybe start our own band But instead you became my biggest fan I’m sitting here with paper and pen Still trying to figure out when I’ll see you again Which I hope is soon
2.
Flashback to June of 2021 I’m on the bus with Andy and John Ava’s eating a sandwich And Jake is listening to the new Tyler the Creator And I’m still watching the new Bad Batch Hoping that this four hour ride ends sooner I guess I never realized that three more could hurt Including the train I guess I never realized that traveling sucks Hence why I’ll probably never tour And I will never get to see the world I’m too scared to be growing older I don’t think the outcomes will pay off It just proves I can never fund myself And these days are now getting colder Maybe now I can find someone Who can care for me as much as I care for myself Flashback to two months later in August I’m in the car with Dan listening to PUP Making our way to Philly But who knew that people couldn’t drive for shit I wanna know who’s idea it was To make gas $3 a gallon At least its giving dad some business Though he is still complaining Who knew traffic could be such a bitch I guess cause I rarely drive anymore Ever since that I moved to the city I’m too scared to be growing older I don’t think the outcomes will pay off It just proves I can never fund myself And these days are now getting colder Maybe now I can find someone Who can care for me as much as I care for myself I wanna know who’s idea it was To charge $10 for a pack of cigarettes When I can pay less for them in Lake Charles And I can smoke them in three days Or maybe less it just depends if I’m too stressed out And maybe I could give myself a break Don’t step on my fucking boots I’m too scared to be growing older I don’t think the outcomes will pay off It just proves I can never fund myself And these days are now getting colder Maybe now I can find someone Who can give a shit for me And my problems that I face Every single day and I can Care for yours too that way you can Care for me as much as I care for myself
3.
Staying up till 3 AM Talking away the time Drinking Cokes to cope with the heat And trying to get my feelings aligned Break down the carpets And we’ll play some games maybe watch a movie What’s your favorite “Oh Napoleon Dynamite” Yeah that’s cool yeah he seems pretty goofy I can’t get over the fact That I’m too tired to walk myself home I can’t really get much further Than I could ever go I can’t believe this is happening I can’t ignore the fact That I’ve been dooped this whole time And I couldn’t get a hint of what you said Eggplant parmesan for breakfast It doesn’t sound güd but I guess it’ll have to do It’s better than cutting myself With a sharp spoon from a bowl of Froot Loops Aquatic wild life on the big screen Waiting for fish to get eaten by bears Turkish Royals I’m not about those But I’ll still chill in your rocking chair I can’t get over the fact That I’m too tired to walk myself home I can’t really get much further Than I could ever go I can’t believe this is happening I can’t ignore the fact That I’ve been dooped this whole time And I couldn’t get a hint of what you said I know it can’t be this simple Acting this way around my friends But I can still be like Pedro And maybe build a cake and ask you to the dance To whom it may concern I don’t really stay up this late But I still can get drunk by myself And that’s how it will be and always will be But my dumbass left my Octoberfest In your fridge and I shouldn’t have done that But that’s what I get for being a stupid fuck We really need to learn how to say no I can’t believe this is happening I can’t ignore the fact That I’ve been dooped this whole time And I couldn’t get a hint of what you said Oh my God I never really felt like shit so bad And I guess that’s what I get For staying up every single Goddamn night with you
4.
Dear Uncle Mike I wish I knew you like dad did I wish I knew you like grandma and grandpa did when they raised you Maybe I can get some more detail about Family drama and how you never got part of it But who knows cause I don’t know I spent most of my days in the backyard Trying to light some fireworks But we couldn’t even though Gabe did And we got in trouble but not as bad from ten years ago I go towards the back of your house With Jacob and Jelly watching Degrassi Just to make fun of Drake And then watch Scott Pilgrim save the day I don’t know where To go if it’s cold outside I guess it’s better than ninety degrees Every single day there I can’t see the signs That point me directions To the west side Or if I should just stay here Goddammit I spilt the Dos Equis bottle again I’m sorry I did that I’ll get you another one And maybe one for myself We’ll throw on Star Wars And we can watch it twenty four seven If that’s how long it’ll take the Death Star To blow up Dantooine cause holy shit it’s so big I don’t know where To go if it’s cold outside I guess it’s better than ninety degrees Every single day there I can’t see the signs That point me directions To the west side Or if I should just stay here I wish I could go back to El Paso just for one day to See Francis and Franco play together Just for once and hope to see the Places like Fort Bliss and UTEP Just so I can feel like I’m at home Dear Mikey I wish I loved you like dad did I wish I loved you like Estela and Jr. and Miriam Just so I can try to get my head straight And stop listening to Led Zeppelin Just for once and I can just think I don’t know where To go if it’s cold outside I guess it’s better than ninety degrees Every single day there I can’t see the signs That point me directions To the west side Or if I should just stay here
5.
I wish that my friends could hit me up sometimes So I don’t have to keep bugging them and hope that they’re free We can sit around and drink beer and watch Marvel movies Too bad Sony owns Spider-Man I wish I knew how to pirate Communication can be hard When you don’t know the words to say A simple sentence ain’t so bad But it depends who you tell it to You get that awful feeling In your stomach and want to leave But in the end it will be fine Sometimes I get myself in situations Where I have to socialize with strangers which I hate Cause then I’ll just drink more and act like a dumbass And then I see that Goobz takes a picture of it all Communication can be hard When you don’t know the words to say A simple sentence ain’t so bad But it depends who you tell it to You get that awful feeling In your stomach and want to leave But in the end it will be fine like Now at this Moment we sit Talking about your past and mine And hoping we can pass the time like Telling you about my childhood memories Acting like they were all just a dream Reality can be hard to think about When all you do is sit around and pout Communication can be hard When you don’t know the words to say A simple sentence ain’t so bad But it depends who you tell it to You get that awful feeling In your stomach and want to leave But in the end it will be fine
6.
Waking up and trying to make some coffee But all I see are towers of Domino’s Pizza boxes Building in my kitchen I swear to God it’s almost as tall as the Prudential I guess that’s what I get for eating too much fast food But yet I’m still skin and bones And looking like hell but that don’t matter Cause I’ll be single for the rest of my lyfe and you know it I don’t care if I’ll be late It’s just a matter of time before you Call me up again and try to Sort things out like you always do And I know that you don’t care too You just imagine that I assume that you Think of me all the time and you don’t And that’s what you get when you don’t pay attention Sometimes I like to treat my lyfe like it’s a movie Or maybe a sitcom with Michael and Robby Like when we say some messed up shit And then look at each other and say “Uhh that happened” I guess that’s why our personalities Differ like others Maybe that’s why sometimes me and Jake Couldn’t agree on things when we lived with each other 
I don’t care if I’ll be late It’s just a matter of time before you Call me up again and try to Sort things out like you always do And I know that you don’t care too You just imagine that I assume that you Think of me all the time and you don’t And that’s what you get when you don’t pay attention And then you wait on me To send you a text while you think of sex And all this nonsense that I don’t really care for Anymore Now I’m wondering why sharks are swimming in my head I guess it’s cause I had a rock thrown at me while in bed Trying to think of songs that I can sing to my first born Maybe the one about Franz being a fucking unicorn I don’t care if I’ll be late It’s just a matter of time before you Call me up again and try to Sort things out like you always do And I know that you don’t care too You just imagine that I assume that you Think of me all the time and you don’t And that’s what you get When you just don’t shut the fuck up Could you just listen to me Can you imagine how things can be And we can try to get along Instead of figuring out who’s right or wrong Well I guess I’ll be going home And I won’t bother charging my phone Oh shit did I forget to mention That’s what you get when you don’t pay attention
7.
I never knew Charlie like you did But I can tell you we were well acquainted And every time we passed by In the hallway and say hi Even though I never take the appreciation That my friends try to give I think to myself “How does this come about” It’s just another silly game That our minds try to play Though we may never win Cause it may never end Do you ever feel happy when you’re alone When you lock yourself up and try to fix the Problems that You know you can’t fix Do you ever walk outside the pouring rain And look at the cars crash into each other And wonder how Why we can’t figure out The problems we have today And how to make them go away I bet it’s not that hard If you use your heart And when your blood starts Boiling you can’t breathe All you do is pace around the living room And try to catch your breath But all you feel lis regret And when someone tells you they love you But you don’t know the feeling of love Well I can relate cause all I do is hate But I try to pick myself up But it’s hard to stop Doubting myself When I can’t get to Love anyone else
8.
Talking to mom on the phone About how things have been going and about how things can get better While I sit alone in my bedroom Watching Kitchen Nightmares on my TV and waiting for some news On my friends who struggle with their lyfes And just hoping Ian is okay and just making sure I am Texting dad about my future Maybe I should’ve been like him and enroll myself in engineering school Cause I don’t know where I’m going now Guess I never realized that adulthood is scary as it is But I know that it will be just fine Cause everyone that I know seems to be just happy with their lyfes And I swear to God I’m fine and I swear that I’m okay I’ll just keep talking to myself until I can seize the day But I can’t step out of my bedroom if I don’t have the confidence To put myself out there like some others If that does make sense And I hope that I can see you soon Please tell Milo that I love him and I hope that he loves me too
9.
Laura 04:21
Its Tuesday morning at 8 AM My mom comes in to wake me up She says pack your bags we have to go We’ll try to make our way east We load the car with Milo in the back And it’s starting to rain we already feel it We stop in Jennings to bring some food To my godmother who’s staying behind We make it to New Orleans And me and mom smoke some cigarettes And wait for Olivia to get some food And try to have a güd time It’s Wednesday morning at 9 AM We put on the news to see some updates We saw the numbers change from three to four And now we’re scared to death We take a walk in the park and try to Get the feeling off our skin We eat some pizza and drink some Cokes While my dad is driving to Houston We meet with Steve and Annette And drink some beers while we talk about what’s to come I close my eyes and pray to God that I hope I can sleep this through They said the wind was howling like a dog When its owners had to leave it behind The trees were falling down like dominos That you set up for a game The chlorine leaked and spread And people couldn’t breathe for three days straight Bricks were knocked down shingles flown off Power lines were blocking streets The media didn’t cover jack shit The president just signed some autographs People were helpless and had no clue What lyfe was to bring them next It’s Thursday morning at 7 AM My mom is crying and I am too I couldn’t bother watching everything That was on Facebook I text and call my friends Making sure that they made it out okay They all confirmed and were devastated To see our high school ripped to pieces Everyone was numb And became depressed to see their homes Not looking like what they call Home

about

To Monique, Manny, Ashton, Cris, Olivia, and Milo. I love you all. Thank you.

Welcome to therapy session number two. I give you the events from “This Year’s Worse” to now. From the time span of August 2020 to the point of writing this record, I went through hell. Seeing my hometown of Lake Charles, Louisiana, being hit by Hurricane Laura. Losing two mentors, Tom Brandow and Chester Daigle II. Losing my uncle, Luis ‘Mikey’ DeSantos. Seeing friends of mine graduate from school and leaving to start their real lyfe. Still going through a global pandemic. So much crazy shit. Sometimes I felt things got better, sometimes worse, sometimes the same. But a lot of great outcome came from these things. I learned to love myself better and love others that love me. Going through mini freak outs and emotional breakdowns and getting the help and support by talking to friends and family. I felt the only way I can be honest about these things was by putting it into music. And here it is. You will hear songs that reflect on love, joy, loss, hate, anger, fear, and humor. I present to you: The Worst Places Are Sometimes the Best.

- Sammy #yeahdude

credits

released November 4, 2022

All music and lyrics written by Sammy DeSantos

All instruments performed by Sammy DeSantos:
Lead / Backing Vocals
Electric / Acoustic / Baritone Guitars
Bass
Drums

Gang vocals on track 2:
Sammy DeSantos, Ava Grieco, Goobz

All songs recorded at The Metal Shop in Philadelphia, PA in February 2022
Produced by Sammy DeSantos
Assistant Production by Ava Grieco
Engineered by Ethan Farmer at The Metal Shop Philadelphia, PA
Mixed by Ava Grieco in Ava’s Bedroom Boston, MA
Mastered by Ian Farmer at The Metal Shop Philadelphia, PA
Album cover by Sammy DeSantos
Photography by Goobz (@bbyf00d)
Design Layout by Monique DeSantos

Special thanks to the following:
Solomon Arceneaux, Annette Belcher, Joseph Belcher, Steve Belcher, Sarah Brandow, Tom Brandow, Joe Byrne, Andrew Coe, Michael Couch, Chester Daigle II, Jairus Daigle, Pat Daigle, Cris DeSantos, Eduardo DeSantos, Francisca DeSantos, Franny DeSantos, Luis DeSantos, Manny DeSantos, Milo DeSantos, Monique DeSantos, Olivia DeSantos, Jake Ewald, Ethan Farmer, Ian Farmer, Jasper Flemming, Jake Goldstein, Heather Goss, Joani Goss, Sam Goss, Taylor Goss, Ava Grieco, Bay Grieco, Goobz, Kris Harper, Andrea Hurst, Marcus Johnston, Mike Krajicek, Ashton Lognion, Cecil Manuel, Nora Manuel, Franz Nardone, Robby Perkins, Anna Reidister, Ian Ridenhour, Dan Rogers, Gaby Schaab, Joseph Tassin, Ken Turner, Mike Walsh, Haley Wood

Also thank you to Dunkin’ Donuts and Samuel Adams

And a FINAL thank you to the fans, family, and friends that have been supporting this project for the last two years. I couldn’t have done it without you.

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Chair Umpire is the emo/indie/punk solo project of Sammy DeSantos formed in Lake Charles, Louisiana and based out of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

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