Track Premiere: Couvo “If You Know Your Party’s Extension, Please Dial It”

Couvo is Josh Couvares a Brooklyn based singer-songwriter who will release his tales of coming-of-age album ‘When This All Ends’ on the 24th of this month.  Today’s premiere  ‘If You Know Your Party’s Extension, Please Dial It‘ finds Couvo in a pensive mood – questioning his way ahead.  After hard years spent on full-time growing-up is it actually time now to grow up?  It’s a hungover and wasted one too many mornings reflection that’s acting as an actual wake up call.  In this case the call’s to the big man upstairs but it seems that “he’s never in the office – I guess he’s got a lot of vacation time”.

Not that that would make much difference as “he doesn’t know me and I’ve never called before / I’ve lost my direction I don’t know what I’m doing anymore.

It’s not just a song or a feeling that he’s engineered for the album, as Josh says himself “The older I get, the harder it is to feel anything, and as we all know, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Skylarking aside – and when we strip all the trivial pursuits of escapism away from our lives – it’s hard to proclaim what one should focus on when they pore over both socioeconomic status, and even harder to occasionally enjoy one’s adulthood in the ghost of their youth, without first considering what’s left behind, when this all ends.

He added that this song came from “when I first got out of college, I had this sales gig pushing a product that no one in their right mind wanted to buy. Most days, I’d call up a few offices and get shut down by the front desk. It reminded me of praying: both involve a one-sided conversation that never seems to get you what you’re looking for. Throw in a gnarly hangover that only God could have cured, and you’ve got yourself a song about cold-calling Jesus.”

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