Exit the romantic naiveté
That made up for a lack of experience;
Congratulations, you’re a man,
Until you choose to ‘X’ the obligation of always being right
When it’s much easier to

Simply dismiss
What’s simple to predict.
There’s benefit to the masquerade
Over personal clichés.

The worst part was watching everyone I loved
Looking at me like I was some kind of fool,
But there just simply comes a point
When you get tired of drowning in the sea of brutality
They call the truth, and so you become somebody

That you’re not,
Who suitably forgot,
That one must pay debts to memories
Before you find that peace.

All we have left
Is what we leave ourselves.
If we always gave a second chance,
We’d bleed ourselves to death.


from Goodbye from the Future, released May 13, 2014
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Johnny Straube - Vocals, Guitar, Keys
Adrian Garver - Guitar, Keys
Brian McCrossen - Drums, Percussion
Gar Hooker - Bass, Vocals
Music by Post Adolescence
Lyrics by Johnny Straube
Engineered and mixed by Mark Clem
Recorded at Soul Kitchen Studios, Shoreline, WA
Mastered by Steve Turnidge of Ars Divina, Seattle, WA
Produced by Mark Clem and Post Adolescence



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Post Adolescence Seattle, Washington

Drawing from 80s post-punk sounds of the Buzzcocks, Placebo, and Manic Street Preachers, Post Adolescence and their album “My Nothing” demonstrate a British Post-Punk-Glam sound that belongs only to them. These pure pop sounds find the “young and angry” pleasure center for which all of us lust. In the truest sense, they are at the leading edge of the next wave of the post-modern rock movement. ... more

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