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Gwenacook, une cuisine locale à portée de tous

La Caisse locale de Quimper Nord-Odet, par l’intermédiaire de sa présidente Estelle Quiniou, a choisi d’accompagner Catherine Gadais et son entreprise 'Gwenacook'. Le principe consiste pour le client de choisir un menu sur le site internet www.gwenacook.fr. Le kit culinaire prêt à cuisiner est livré dans un des 20 points de retrait du secteur. Catherine sélectionne des producteurs locaux sur les marchés ou dans les épiceries du coin. Ensuite, elle imagine les recettes, fait les courses et prépare la juste quantité d'ingrédients dans la boîte. Chaque semaine, onze nouveaux plats testés par un cuisinier sont proposés à la carte ou au menu. Les cuisiniers amateurs trouveront dans la boîte les ingrédients, les épices et bien sûr la recette.

Our video for "I Don't Even Care Anymore" was shot by our good friend Joe Klomes.  

Please check out Joe's design work below:

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and check out his awesome music:

Droughts

Rainmaker

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Our newest LP, "I Don't Even Care Anymore," has been out for almost half a year.  Time certainly flies.

If you haven't picked up a copy there are still some remnants of the first press available from Count Your Lucky Stars  (those gray stock bars are more deceiving than you think).  

Many of you have asked for us to post the lyrics to the new LP.  Enjoy and Thank you!

If I Fall Asleep The Cats Will Find Me

Will I make it through you?

I need to and I will.

  Get Weird

If it’s a matter of preference I prefer your apartment

And the shadows cast on the white walls.

There’s just a lack of commitment and misunderstanding

And the notion that I will never be enough.

And it gets weird sometimes when I say I love you.

Come on don’t leave me hanging on

Don’t leave me.

But it gets weird sometimes when I say I love you

And it gets weird sometimes when I say I love you.

It’s the size of an ocean

It’s fucking terrifying

To be so exposed it feels like I’m drowning.

  Where’re Here To Basketball

Bruising’s easy when you’re clumsy, when you’re drunk it’s even worse

We could childproof the living room but I don’t think that it would help

The carpet’s stained from use, tipped over glasses and leftover food

And when the dishes pile up I’ll do them in the morning.

I never make myself clear yet my intentions keep you near

No wonder you’re confused

By muffled descriptions and my drunken slurs.

Let’s not ruin a good thing, I need a friend not a relationship

Because I’m the worse kind of person always throwing good things away.

You won’t see it but you will someday

When you’re tired of getting old tired of all my friends

I won’t get tired of you.

Let’s move to Seattle I won’t break this promise to you

I hear it rains all year but that’s alright with me.

Because I need a coast to keep me in line.

  Meant to Shred

I took Western and chased you home

Handed me a letter made me read it before we spoke.

All the reasons you threw at me

Meant to shred my dignity.

I should’ve known

I’d be down on you.

It’s what I’m use to.

  I Don’t Even Care Anymore

I’ve got better things to do then sit around and think of you.

To get to the point of everything before I mix in my feelings

I just need to figure out who I’ve become.

I’m happy at least that’s what I tell myself

It’s day to day but that’s cutting it to close.

Do I want to live my life to its full potential? 

Do I want to live my life now that you’re gone?

Yeah, I think so.

I don’t even care anymore.

  Everything Works Out

You loved the sound of my laughter

How it echoed and filled an entire room

I still taste you in my lungs, this distance, how we’ve grown apart.

If only you could have stayed.

  No Offense To The Fun

Of course it wasn’t good enough I wasn’t good enough

It’s no surprise when your covered in tattoos that you don’t even like

When the words just stick to the roof of my mouth

I can’t explain it; I can’t explain a goddamn thing.

Because there are certain situations that I don’t want to be a part of and this is one of them

I’ve held my sadness but I’m cracking.

How many times can I say this?

When every two months I’m just another disappointment.

I can’t remember the last good thing that happened to me.

  Ferret Feelings

On the floor of myopic

We look at all the spines

Between urban architecture and interior design

I would have built a city for you

If we hadn’t run out of time.

I am nothing without you.

When sandpaper skin has done it again

I’ll just become disgusted with how I’ve been.

I’ve just become disgusted with how I’ve been.

  Still Don’t Care

I’ve got twenty things to do none of them involving you.

I’m going on and on about a new year incoherently.

But I bet you never saw this coming, a strength I’ve only just possessed.

Writing songs with emotions and you were never a part of them.

  Nothing To Give

My head is aching from last night and thoughts of you

Too many artifacts are present and I can’t bare to leave this room.

You left your jacket by the stairs draped on the banister

I glide my hands across its neck and I get chills from the air.

I let you down it’s for the best with a heart like mine I just can’t commit.

I’m always acting never thinking about what I may have found.

Nothing's been the same

And I’ve got nothing to give.

I was lost in notebooks you’d undress with every word.

Before I’d finish a sentence you’d be naked muttering on the floor,

“I’m always drunk and miserable since you came”

Yeah it’s easy to replace, yeah it’s easy

Yeah you’re easy to replace, yeah you’re easy

Yeah I’m easy to replace, yeah I’m easy.