Split w/ By Surprise

by Broadcaster

  • Record/Vinyl

    Includes 2 new Broadcaster songs:
    1. Bottle Rockets
    2. Hornet’s Nest

    Includes unlimited streaming of Split w/ By Surprise via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    7 remaining

     $5 USD or more




To Purchase 7inch:
suburbiarecords (dot) bigcartel (dot) com


released December 9, 2014


Basic tracks recorded at Cellar Door Studios, Amityville, NY
in September 2013 by Tom Kelly and Jesse Litwa
Vocals and Mixing done at Million Yen Studios, Chicago, IL
in October 2013 by Jeff Dean

All Music by Broadcaster
All Lyrics by Jesse Litwa



all rights reserved


feeds for this album, this artist


Broadcaster New York, New York

3-Piece Rock Band from Long Island, NY.

contact / help

Contact Broadcaster

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: Bottle Rockets
Hanging out by the parking garage
Receipts fall from out of your wallet
Wired up like the sugar to the coffee cup
Time passes, but you try to recall and remember
Through a blurry haze, the first time you played at the matinee
And the kids hung out back in the parking lot
Ripped up pockets filled with bottle rockets

And we spent all summer, dragging out the days
It sure would be a bummer, if we never found that place

And you move through the radio
Try to find all the songs that remind you
Of the time when you always knew
You could find someone that would inspire you
The headlights of coming cars
The traffic signs and towny bars
A wasteland shot of where you grew up
Hanging on the fridge from back when you were young
Track Name: Hornet’s Nest
Wake up sweating in a living room
Stumble over broken mugs, beer bottles, and plastic cups
Hang your head over the bathroom sink
Drain another night out quick, shower off what’s left of it

Turning, turning, turning in your sleep
You can’t hold it down
With your feet straight on the ground
You can’t hold it down

Hang your hat up on a chandelier
Pet the cat and dog outside, lose your phone another night
Try to find a better place to eat
Smell of grease and gasoline, same CD is on repeat

It’s 336 more miles to Minneapolis
And you can’t even bare to make a sound