"Stick Around_copy" genre: Indie Pop/Lo Fi
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	From the basements of suburbia armed with a mic and a mac. The guitar tracks were recorded in Andi & Brooke Fitts' living room during a trip to Seattle. I think Brooke was cooking when I layed this down. When I got back to Colorado the rest came together. This is an old song but I like the feel. The rhythm loop consists of goat toenails clicking on a harmonica case.
	CD: Mark's Room (Demo)   Label: Independent Credits: Everything: Nathan. Words & Music ©1999 Nathan Johnson
	Story Behind the Song I'm pretty sure this was written in England around the time of In Search of The Flip. I can still recall the crumbling plaster of the schoolhouse I lived in and I was listening to a lot of Elliott Smith at the time, which, in my mind, accounts for the style and sound. Lyrics I wonder why you led me through the claws that caught my generation You gave me life; could it be that I could share effectively this hope? In a life worth living How could I not be giving answers that I've found? You and I might disagree And thats fine with me, but won't you stick around I'm scared of triteness and so I always water down whatever's on my heart Scared to be right and so I leave you in your desperation In a life worth living How could I not be giving answers that I've found? You and I might disagree And thats fine with me, but won't you stick around Would you leave me? Would you leave me if I was falling? Would you believe me? Would you believe me if I was calling out for something new... something true?

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