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Self​-​Taught. No Lessons.

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    Layout and design by Rachel Cecelski.
    Written and Performed by: Dan ABH
    Produced and Recorded by: Eric Muniec
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1.
Endea 01:47
2.
Pseudo 02:47
She don't wanna spend the rest of her life Looking back on it, and staying inside Not saying saying what she wanted Is it better when we let it slide She don't wanna take all of yer time Going back and forth and solving yer crimes Does it really matter? Are we gonna let the well run dry? Is it getting better when we’re faking? Are we pretending that we’re alright? I know a place that grows inside you I’ll add the water, you feel alive Am I losing myself or my feelings? Am I ever gonna heal this time? Have I finally found the answer? Will you always be by my side? He don’t wanna spend the rest of his life Living in the past? Never changing sides? Not saying what he wanted. Is it better than it was last time? He don’t wanna make another alibi Going back and forth And severing ties Does it really matter? What happens when the well runs dry? Is it getting better when we’re faking? Are we pretending that we’re alright? I know a place that grows inside you I’ll add the water, you feel alive Am I losing myself or my feelings? Am I ever gonna heal this time? Have I finally found the answer? Will you always be by my side?
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A little more quiet than yer used to That 65 bucks should of went to rent I’d like to be a little more open with you Saying all these fucked up things When I’m feeling bent I can’t let go. What was I holding onto? I’m not that bold. But I’m getting used to I’m better than I used to be back then Yer better than yer used to be now that yer more than a friend We think a little more deeper than we’re used to Learning more words That’s for the best It’s like chewing on the fat first To see what’s really left Spent 2 years in a room But that was only a test I can’t let go. What was I holding onto? I’m not that bold. But I’m getting used to I’m better than I used to be back then Yer better than yer used to be now that yer more than a friend
4.
Jinx 03:43
I can discern long enough Until it starts to burn. I can dismiss every sign, Until every ring becomes a chime I can walk every path and slope Until my faultlines turn to jokes I will deny myself as a misanthrope Until I pull every phrase I heard Straight outta outta my throat I used all of my knocks But couldn’t reverse Didn’t open my mouth Not even to curse I didn’t throw the salt It wouldn’t tempt my fate I’m starting to believe Without a watery grave If I could restart over again Would it be my own advent And when the same thing happens twice Will it appear all heaven sent If it were right in front of me Will it stay? Or does it bleed? And when I say I’ll disconnect Will all these voices be set free Straight outta me I used all of my knocks But couldn’t reverse Didn’t open my mouth Not even to curse I didn’t throw the salt It wouldn’t tempt my fate I’m starting to believe Without a watery grave Without a single word to say I took a job shining white porcelain (Lost time is making you panic) Did I get suckerpunched? (Panic is just killing more time) Did it beat out my sin? I used all of my knocks But couldn’t reverse I Didn’t open my mouth Not even to curse I didn’t throw the salt It wouldn’t tempt my fate I’m starting to believe Without a watery grave Without a single word to say I used all of my knocks But couldn’t reverse I Didn’t open my mouth Without a single word to say Without a watery grave
5.
I can write it in my sleep As I dream this Permanent reminder That you’ve always achieved it It’s now on your sleeve Oh! Yer such a genius Are we just somebody's body? A convenience? Think about loading up for another I believe Floating up, it’s another double trouble I can’t see Lost of grip, as you jumped a ship, You took your final sip, but know my past will always grow Every sign missed Must've not had yer glasses Time gets away again That clock sits and passes My head's hanging lower I start skipping classes That Cypress and my path Both become ashes Fast forward to, “Let me get another” I won’t need Pick me up. Nevermind, Think we tumbled Now I bleed So I lay low but I can never sleep alone There’s a final switch, but my past will always know In a flash, break some bones, run for cover Another dash, save some cash, and start over Hit the brakes, bite the dust, salvaged lovers Dealt the hand, when you stand, know your covers When it comes back again, will you hear me? You don't wanna know, and I don’t wanna show You live in trees, as I plead. I hope you fear me. Let it sink below as I undergo Another year, holding in, this just begins Make it go away as I start to throw it In the past. why’s it last? can it stop now? Begging for control as I plateau A second run, when it’s done, it will find you Losing control and yer not alone A third time, let it shine, it’s faux crime? When it starts to go into a undertow Now I can breathe and you don’t live in my dreams
6.
Oh No (2020) 05:28
Tonight, I'm drinking again I keep my head low Holding thoughts and those sins But now yer okay? for the night You hold my hand tight Yer waving goodbye Oh No. It's death again. He took your family and 2 of my friends And now we're choking On what was just said I've got a big plan Thinking bad ideas You said "I feel a little weaker" The afterlife seems bitter, but sweeter The downside flips you, holds you down, and keeps you I'll die trying not to let it beat you I know something that he used to say It breaks my heart I repeat it everyday You never saw it coming? Wasn't any other way? Oh No You said "I feel a little weaker" The afterlife seems bitter, but sweeter The downside flips you, holds you down, and keeps you I'll die trying not to let it beat you I know something that he used to say It breaks my heart I repeat it everyday You never saw it coming? Never? Wasn't any other way? It's consequences, It’s consequences. I want em back I want him back I want them back I want her back I want em all back Tonight I’m drinking again I keep my head low Thoughts and my sins But now we’re okay, for the night You've got a big plan, you wrap those wrists tight I'm thinking bad ideas
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about

This is a collection of songs that all just seemed to fit together for the first venture of ABH Tapes, which honestly was an excuse to start up to actually just be the driving force for me to finally complete my own music and to get back to my roots, which is helping others put their stuff out. For over 15 years I have been working with other bands or playing in them, and quite frankly, my own creative-self felt mildly left out. The collection of songs found on this particular tape were song ideas that were created initially as far back as 2005. The problem was that they were never actually finished; they were merely just faded memories that got washed away… but then came back again. A few were ideas demoed, some parts were actually recorded, and what you are hearing are some takes from those sessions many years ago. On October Twenty-Something 2020 I went to Richmond, VA to record in the Church of Abe basement with Eric Muniec producing a lo-fi raw rock sound. Jay Smith ran all that we recorded through an old Tascam 388 reel to reel something that I have not worked with ever, so it was a new thing as with everything in preparing this tape. I thank Jay for pulling out this machine, fixing it, and re-learning how to use something that he got sometime in the 80's. I had none of the lyrics for any of the songs done up until a few days before we started to record. Nothing was practiced. Nothing was rehearsed. Nothing was planned. And that’s exactly how we wanted it. We’d place a few mics but not many around, hit record and this tape is the result. Some tracks were done in one take, some were not. A few of the tracks feature friends from a long time ago that I miss terribly, that guested on the initial demo tracks and some were salvaged for this tape. For the most part, though, everything was recorded that one weekend in October and during a return trip for a day or two in early November, right before a major surgery that I had. Don't worry, I am fine and everything went great. I told Eric I wanted to make a “lo-fi emotional twangy rock n’ roll” tape. What we got was, Self-Taught. No Lessons. Paul Westerberg once said of his own record, “This is rock ‘n’ roll recorded poorly, played in a hurry, with sweaty hands and unsure reason. How it sounds, what it says, who played what, is irrelevant. It feels right. This is my blood.” I don’t know what a lot of things mean, and I don’t know what life means, but I know for damn sure what he was talking about. I feel the same way about this tape. This tape is an open letter. For the first time, I’ve written about a healthy and loving relationship, spirituality, and the sexual trauma and abuse that occurred in my childhood.

- Dan ABH

credits

released March 30, 2021

ABH TAPES PRESENTS: SELF-TAUGHT. NO LESSONS. #001
PRODUCED & RECORDED BY: ERIC MUNIEC
ADDITIONAL RECORDINGS BY: DAN ABH
MASTERED BY: JAY SMITH
MUSIC & LYRICS BY: DAN ABH (except CROSSED OUT NAME by: R. Adams)
PERFORMANCE BY: DAN ABH - Vocals, Electric Guitars, Lap Steel, 6 & 12 Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Noisy Effects, Drums, Keys, B3 Organ, Polychord Organ, E-Bow, Upright Bass, So Much Aux Percussion

ADDITIONAL PLAYERS & BETTER PERFORMANCES BY:
ERIC MUNIEC - Lead Guitar, Noisy Effects, Bass on PSEUDO, BETTER THAN THEN, & CROSSED OUT NAME
CORY CHUBB - Drums on JINX & THIS IS SO FLORIDA, Cory Style Guitar on THIS IS SO FLORIDA, Piano on JINX
KEVIN “BACON” MOQUIN - Dobro on JINX
TJ TURQMAN - Bass on JINX & THIS IS SO FLORIDA
JESSE MCCOMMAS - Cello on JINX
RACHEL KLINE - Angelic Vocals on PSEUDO & BETTER THAN THEN

ART STUFF & TAPE DESIGN BY: RACHEL L. CECELSKI www.rachelcecelskicarbonmade.com

THANX: ERIC MUNIEC (for motivating me to do this tape, yer support and assistance in the making and actual completion of it… please stop smoking), CORY CHUBB (yer my favorite stup, always), RACHEL KLINE (yer a queen. thanks for backing me up and helping me write that one melody), JAY SMITH (for your dedication and help when I asked you last minute, and cos yer a Wizard you were able to help and utilize equipment that made this tape what it is), KEVIN MOQUIN, TJ TURQMAN, SAV ELLIOTT, RACHAEL BEITER, ABE & PHILLY (the cats), RYAN WALKER (thanks for letting me borrow that 12 String), TOMMY ELMS (thanks for yer awesome random texts and letting me borrow yer Guild Starfire), KATHY PRUDDEN (for the walks and talks during this process), Rachel Cecelski (for all of yer work and communication during the process of developing the designs and art direction for well, everything), and LAUREN OWENS (for being the person you are and for influencing me in a way that I can’t be thankful enough for… you know, for like the endless love and support and stuff)

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ABH Tapes is a collaborative initiative curated by Dan ABH and Eric Muniec in a mission to get back to the basics of loving and making music with friends and supporting efforts by releasing a short-run of cassette tapes for their community, friends, listeners, neighbors, and supporters with the same ideals. ... more

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