Selected footage from the first annual Hillstock Festival, organized by Never Break Down and held June 5th, 6th, and 7th, 2009 in and around the neighborhood of Clinton Hill, Brooklyn, NY.

Day 1: Shea Stadium, Audio by: Adam Reich
Day 2: 106 Emerson Place, Audio by: Brian Chasalow
Day 3: 967 Bergen Street, Audio by: Brian Chasalow

Filming & Editing: Flipswitch Films

Label: Metal Postcard Records
Recorded: Winter, 2006
Recorded at: 1133 Commonwealth Avenue, Allston, MA

The debut release from The Honey Dos. Handmade CD cases come with lyrics insert.

Recorded: Spring 2010 by Peter Naddeo

Violins by Wen-jay Ying except Hour Dearly Devoeted
Horns by Alex Billig, Janelle Jones, and Rose Blakelock
Album art and additional vocals on Light In The Road by Jeremy Nunn
Special thanks to Chris Parker, Janelle Jones, Alex Billig, Mom and Dad

All songs written and recorded in Brooklyn by Peter Naddeo

After two years on hiatus, The Best Thing Ever reunited for a twelve day tour of bathrooms. This movie documents the music and events of that tour, which was to be their final tour.

Filmed: May 1st - May 12th, 2006

Produced by: The Best Thing Ever
Edited by: Jonathan E. Rotberg

The sophomore EP by the Eskalators. First print limited to 200 copies. All packaging was screenprinted by hand by the members of the Eskalators, and include a stylish year-book insert.

Recorded: Summer/Fall 2009 at 106 Emerson Pl, Brooklyn, NY
Words by: Eric Williams
Recorded by: Peter Naddeo and Brian Chasalow
Mixed by: Peter Naddeo
Mastered by: Chris Parker
Insert illustrations by: Melissa Frost
Graphic design by: Amanda Rodi
Cover art by: J. Coscia and Amanda Rodi
Escalator field recordings by: Janelle Jones

On this recording, the Eskalators are:
Davide Pivi: Djembe
Eric Williams: Vocals
Guia Adiao: Glockenspiel
Alex Billig: Trumpet
Janelle Jones: Alto sax
Amanda Rodi: Flute
Marie Miller: Flute
Annemarie Nye: Musical saw
Mark Storella: Acoustic guitar
Ben Morse: Accordion
Matt Bennett: Washboard
Chris Parker: Drums
Melissa Frost: Keyboard
Dan Byer: Bass
Nina Hazen: Clarinet
Peter Naddeo: Electric guitar
Rose Blakelock: Trumpet
Sanji Maitra: Melodica
Wen-Jay Ying: Violin

Label: Mandible Records
Recorded: June, 2009
Cover Art: Laura Stevenson and Dave Garwacke
Music by: Laura, Mike, Wen-Jay, Alex, Chris, Michelle
Recorded & Mixed by: Jeff Rosenstock

The second and final release from No Courage. These four songs were intended to be packaged as a 7". Frequent public discussions about the group disbanding dissuaded labels from committing to press any copies and ultimately when the band did officially break up, in August 2009, the songs had yet to be released in any format.

The instruments were recorded during a 2 hour session at The Sweatshop, like on the previous release, but this time a multi-track digital recorder was used to get the questionably more polished sound that you find here. Vocals were recorded at Red Bucket Studios.

Recorded: February, 2009
Lyrics by: Noah
Music by: Noah, Alex, Peter, Dandy, and Zach
Additional Gang Vocals by: Josh Safdie, Janelle Jones, Kate Ferencz, Cassie Seale, and Pete Cook
Recorded & Mixed by: Peter and Zach

- LIBERAL HYPOCRITES (ALL OR NOTHING) -
Why do you wanna live in a world Where you can make fun of the weak and eccentric But I can’t be absurd And funny and ridiculous? You say “Haha that guy’s awesome” When you see someone weirdly dressed But when I say “I’m well-hung like Emmett Till’s dad” You get all offended and shit It’s all or nothing All or nothing Jews, blacks, gays, old, dumb, bald, poor, thin, weak, short, trans, dead, Nothing is sacred! It’s all okay if you never mean it But if you draw the line Then you really believe it And you’re a fucking asshole All or nothing

- POLITICAL CORRECTNESS -
It’s been 20 years how is this still an issue? You’d think we’d have gotten past it by now What do I have to say to teach you It’s about beliefs not what’s allowed? How can we resolve our differences When you find sexism that’s not there? It’ll never go away while you divide us I’m not anti- women I’m just fair So shut up!You don’t get to tell me what to do I’m going to focus on what’s important Who each person is, what they can do, not their gender If a woman’s an idiot, call her out If a man’s an idiot, call him out But don’t treat them differently Discrimination is wrong either way you look at it And no you don’t get to play police officer I get to tell you to leave me alone I’m not hurting you Words are just words and that’s it What’s real is what counts and that’s rarely thoseYou owe me what I owe you You don’t get to tell me what to do

- LET IT OUT! -
Dogs are clawing out my eyes from the inside If I don’t let them out, part of me will die But when I do everyone gets scared‘cuz they see what’s inside here I breathe fire so they all jump higher I’d rather stay alive and keep getting fired Than cut off my balls and squash my heart It’s all worth it just for this part: LET IT OUT! My voice corrodes and my career dries up But my heart explodes and my veins rise up When I look back on this ride with pride I know it was worth it to decide to LET IT OUT! You hate your dad? LET IT OUT! You’re not p.c.? LET IT OUT! You’re pro-life? LET IT OUT! You hate smoke? LET IT OUT! You’re a nerd? LET IT OUT! You know you’re gay? LET IT OUT! You love the Lord? LET IT OUT! You think I’m wrong? LET IT OUT!

- I AM A FUCKING ISLAND -
No one can touch me I live alone Real men don’t need anybody My will is stone I don’t need a lover To steal my covers And I don’t need friends That I’d have to defend I am a fucking island You don’t need that shit! Why do everything alone? It won’t make it better will it? You just want control.Community is boring but why be lonely? Real strength comes from vulnerability I don’t have all the answers to give But you can’t be a fucking island and really live Don’t be an island

The debut release from No Courage.

Each side was recorded on a 4-track tape in 2 hours at The Sweatshop. Side B was recorded on 2 tracks, one for vocals and one for the instruments. Side A was recorded on four tracks (drums, bass, guitar, guitar), and vocal tracks were recorded separately later that month in Peter's bathroom.

Recorded: June, 2008
Lyrics by: Noah
Music by: Noah, Alex, Peter, Randy, and Zach
Recorded & Mixed by: Peter Naddeo and Alex Billig

- NO COURAGE -
This song’s about having no courage And how I never stare anyone down Or if I’m leaning towards the ledge, I will get up and turn around Always give them what they want And don’t say no or you’re too mean Never call anyone a cunt And never let them hear you scream Ahhhhh! I’m tired of this life! No courage causes cancer Lies are too nice The truth is the answer I’m gonna tell you what I think And I will not apologize You all want this ship to sink But I’m gonna make it rise! Don’t be afraid you can be proud Honesty’s always allowed Disappoint your dad don’t be too nice ‘Cause you both pay when you entice Don’t go along to get along Bang a gong and say they’re wrong And if you need it to be strong You can sing along on this song: “No courage, no courage, no courage, no courage”

- INHUMAN -
Try to tell me how to live my life Try to tell me how to be a man Try to tell me, I'm not listenin’ Go fuck yourself with your whole hand You’re a feminist and anti-racist So you only date black men or women Being a “feminist” is really sexist ‘Cause I can hate you and not all women Inhuman (2) You're not human anymore You sold yourself To be P.C. You're a conformist whore I wanna kill you but I don't have to I wanna kill you but you beat me to it You're dead inside, forcing a halt I hate you and it's all your fault

- THE LAST HIPSTER -
He looks around for those he knows at shows But no one looks at him He wants to dance with his cell phone But there’s no one left to do it with him He’s 28 and remembers the glory days Watching Orchid obliterate But everyone he knew grew up and moved And no one looks at him (2) The last hipster won’t get a eulogy Because no one cares about him They always loved him when he was like them But they never thought of him really He’s worked as a clerk at the bank for a year Thanks to his dad for the career And no one looks at him as he makes the change And no one looks at him ‘cause he never changed He never changed

- DON'T WATCH THE NEWS -
All you know is what you've been told Everyone believes the same things No one discovers stuff anymore And now your brains no longer fold DON'T WATCH THE NEWS (5) Underneath every news report They're telling you to get more scared And fear can never get resolved You've been partially reinforced DON'T WATCH THE NEWS (5) Your influences can be the best Don't tolerate those boring bands Just sing out loud and pound your chest Or do a dance or clap your hands No more blues bands No more bar beer No more cigarettes No more cokeheads No more Myspace No more cop shows No more flyers No more Phish phans No more clowning No more posters No more racists No more P(olitical) C(orrectness) No more welfare No more bullshit in my life, no more!

- CUNT BITCH (GO AWAY) -
What the fuck is your problem you goddamned cunt? All you've ever done is nitpick everything on Earth And not just me but everybody You've got a chip on your shoulder the size of my dick And that's pretty big That was a sexist joke for you, you cunt! Go away (3) Thank God you'll never get equal rights There’s no equality for stupid people No one would ever talk to you if you weren’t so hot You’re all superego and no id Standing up for yourself Isn’t attacking everyone you meet You don’t ever do anything you’re asked You’re the exact opposite of helpful, A bad person and a fucking bitch!

- DEFENSE -
Laughing when you make a mistake Making jokes about your face Pretending you like a band when you don't Modifying your opinions so you won't Offend anyone who's too sensitive These are all defense mechanisms Don't be such a pussy or life will kick your ass Try to be cool, you'll never accomplish that They call it offensive ‘cause you're on the offense Everybody sing it now: “Offense, offense, offense, offense” Telling the truth when you look dumb Arguing with someone Never being moderate Telling your dad he's full of shit The easiest way to lose the fight Is being too nice your entire life

The debut release from the Eskalators.

Recorded: April, 2008
Recorded & Mixed by: Peter
Lyrics by: Eric
Music by: Eric, Peter, Alex, Chris, Guia, Dan, Wen-Jay, Melissa, Amanda, Ben, Mark, Davide, and Janelle