Hinge is actually rotting my brain. Love a long walk and a roast on a Sunday do you? Best way to ask you out is by giving a time and place is it? Whats that? You wanna live in a converted van with your dog too? Fucking shoot me.
My mum makes these little duck door weights for her friends, and she wants to sell them on Etsy, but she’s concerned that no one will want them and it makes my heart hurt 😞
This could be us but I'm not sure if you're interested, and I'm not confident or assertive enough to make the first move, hope you're having a good day though haha, sorry for interrupting.
Our 👏🏻 labels 👏🏻 have 👏🏻 no 👏🏻 influence 👏🏻 on 👏🏻 the 👏🏻 music 👏🏻 we 👏🏻 make 👏🏻 we’ll 👏🏻 start 👏🏻 writing 👏🏻 pop 👏🏻 bangers 👏🏻 if 👏🏻 we 👏🏻 fucking 👏🏻 feel 👏🏻 like 👏🏻 it 👏🏻
Two years ago today I was part of a release that detailed the deepest intricacies of my medical detriment, and now I’m quarantined at home because Brenda in work doesn’t know how to wash her hands. Big RIP.
My dad is a whole ass adult but just came home dressed like this after going to a house party, and the first thing he asks me is “have you ever played beer pong?”
Casey has been a band for nearly 3 and a half years and my favourite thing in the world is still replying to people on Facebook who think we’re one of their friends or relatives called Casey.
Will never understand guys who get bent about women producing/promoting/selling NSFW content through their socials. If there was any monetary value at all to my nudity, my dick would me on your timeline every. single. day.
Call me handsome and I will bark until my throat is hoarse. I will make you the beneficiary of my life insurance. I will produce a complete genealogical map of your family and cook a meal inkeeping with your ancestral lineage. I will like it very much yes.
Too many people to thank, too much love to put into words, too many wonderful experiences to ever forget how life changing this journey.
All my love, forever 💕
Got groped this evening for the first time in 9 years playing shows with Casey. I’d like to think that I don’t ask a lot from people who attend our shows - a short amount of time and attention is all. I’d also ask that you don’t be fucking weird if I hang around to chat though.
Honestly haven’t been feeling myself for as long as I can remember, but I got a haircut and some new glasses and a pair of pink trousers and now I’m fuckin f e e l i n g myself, yknow?
Hard to summarise what this record, and the people that have helped make it possible, mean to me. To feel supported, and encouraged, to grow creatively and break new ground is the best feeling in the world.
From a band called Casey, to you, forever.
This is How to Disappear.
It's happened right at the end of our life, but it finally happened. A horny old white dude decided to send a cumshot video to the Casey facebook inbox, so I sent him a review back.
Seeing some of the negative responses to this news has really hurt. Spending upwards of $5000 & countless hours of planning to try and make a show work, to then be called a liar & a fraud for managing to avoid catastrophe at the last second is really shit aha.
Night, Twitter.
Once the lyrics for Great Grief go up on Genius I'll annote them with more detail.
For now, all I'll say is that it follows the emotional journey between Casey separating to us making music again. Dispondency, regret, uncertainty, reassurance, and comfort.
"You must be tired, I'm still trying to find the words to compensate for how vacant I've been today."
Puncture Wounds To Heaven, the first single from our forthcoming 3rd full length studio album, available to stream now babes xoxo
Last night, as we approached the crescendo of Little Bird, I thrust my mic stand into the air (for the gram, obvs) cos I thought it would make me look cool, but instead my mic just popped out of its clip, flew into the crowd, and hit some kid in the head 🙃🙃😉
Can’t wait to watch Moti stage dive to Those That I’m Survived By.
Happy release day, thank you all emphatically for your love and support.
Now I need to go find a new hat.
Please understand that if your immediate reaction to me publicly expressing my joy is to comment your selfish longing for me to be a depressed musician again, you’re gonna cop a block real fucking quick. No time for it; never will have.
Big 💕s for all the concern, a lovely jõgger shoved me down a banking as I was cycling past them, managed to make it to the bottom but hit the road like a tonne of bricks 😂 Have a gnarly concussion, broke a couple of ribs, and I’m probably gonna lose a kidney. But I’m alive 💕💕
The man on the left is a good, God honouring Christian, and on the right is the same man after one (1) listen to the new
@ThousandBelow
album. You’ve been warned.
My parents question my sexuality fairly regularly (in their defence they’ve only ever met one girl I’ve dated), and the pink tinted lip balm I’ve just bought by accident really isn’t going to help my case.
I don’t think I need a carer but like someone to look over my shoulder while I’m cooking and say “yo that’s way too much fucking pasta, dude” would be kinda useful, yknow?
Honestly think it's pretty unfair for a hotel to say "make yourself at home" but then have their staff stare at you like an alien when you walk into their lobby in your boxers to collect your takeaway.
Alright, look, you’ve been giving us grief about not coming to
@Australia
for 3 fucking years and now we’re flying 11,000 miles to play our stupid music for you and I stg if these shows don’t sell out I’m gonna shave Max’s head live on Instagram you’ve been warned, okay?
Until this morning I considered Nick to be a close personal friend, but the bond of friendship does not mitigate the actions of abusers, nor invalidate the experiences of survivors.
Believe survivors, always.
Against the advice of my friends, loved ones, and most women I’ve asked - I’ve shaved in a moustache and I’m keeping it.
It’s over for no one. Bros onto nothing. Self-sabotage summer is here.
Can’t think of a worse week to try and promote new music than Wrapped week but HERE WE ARE, BABY!
Bite Through My Tongue, streaming everywhere now.
There’s shouting in this one so no one is allowed to complain.
Tried doing a single high kick during our set today and now have a whole new found respect for
@Lucaswoodland
(on top of all the other respect he deserved)
According to all known laws
of aviation,
there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.
Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway
because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.