Single "Seek Asylum from Myself" is out

ABOUT THE SONG

Seasonal depression weighs a ton, and BRETT NEWSKI's own "Grunge Lite" is just the genre to lighten the load on your brain. Written on a napkin in his 02' Toyota amply named "Dennis" (after his grandpa Dennis), "Seek Asylum from Myself" dives into the battles in one's own head and finding the balance between medication and just riding out the storm.
Feeling guilty about being sad is a big problem in today's instagram culture. The fact of the matter is that it's totally normal to be sad sometimes. It's part of being a person. "It's ok to be sad. It's ok to be angry. No need to feel guilty, person."


"Just like your heart attacks you, your brain can attack you too" says Newski, who's recent book It's Hard to be a Person makes fun of his own anxieties and dives into mental health boosts for getting out of your own brain.

In actuality, 99% of the "worries" we create for ourselves are self-inflicted unnecessarily. As Newski states in the song's finale, "most of my worries are actually just comedy."

Music Video shot on VHS camcorders in Mexico City.


"Showcases the unapologetically frank but not overly aggressive nature of 90s alt. rock perfectly." -American Songwriter

"I like the sound and the way he is forcing the world to contend with him." -Brian Ritchie, Violent Femmes

“I love how easy Newski makes it to plow through the dark stuff with some well placed humor and grit.” -Stelth Ulvang (of the Lumineers)


LYRICS

Blowing social cues And I’m nervous about the truth

That I stash inside a cabinet You’re jimmying the lock in

Won’t you Break off the keyIn my left brain please

Absorbing too much energy from people in the room
I wanna catch the feels But my doctor gave me pills

Barometer is iffy under chemical sway

Worried that you’ll hate me

Friends might escape meC

ircular thinking, Toilet bowl in my brain


was close to breaking thru but instead, I seek asylum from myself (3x)

Walled up tendencies, Caffeine dependency

The only thing that fixes The troughs is the java

My living room is lava, Can’t touch the floor

Cause the OCD it just hides under the boards
I wanna catch the feels But I’m brokering a deal With the devil in a Walgreens

Tryin to block the synapse
La da da was close to breaking thru but insteadI seek asylum from myself (3x)
Its ok to be sad

Its ok to be angry

No need to feel guilty, person
Most of my worries are actually comedy (4x)

I will stop listening to voices

There aint no No art in self-avoidance