Directed by Art. Calligraphy and Videography by Scribe.
There comes a time you put away the childish things
The things that gave your life meaning
So now, you’re serious, you’d think you’d be
The kind of person people would take more seriously
And in a little while you let ‘em see you smile
Cos levity could take the pressure off potentially
And that’s your downfall, cos what if, after all, a childish thing is what you’re meant to be
You just wake up a sudden adult
Like joining a cult that nobody leads
And no real beliefs, no one can agree
So just enjoy your childish things
You circle back around, you’re finding common ground
With people you’d never imagined you’d have ever found
Cos they were children once like you and me
We love the things we love, remembering eventually
And in the period between the now and then
You figured out the who you are from the remember when
And that’s your downfall cos what if, after all, the thing you are is what you’ve always been
You don’t wake up a sudden adult
Like joining a cult where everyone knows
The rules of a game that no one can play
So hold on to your childish things
People effect your life in ways they don’t decide
Not cos they can’t or cos they won’t
But cos self-doubt amounts to suicide
All those pieces of your past made up a life
To see yourself you must look back
At all the childish things you left behind
You don’t wake up one day
A sudden adult, like joining a cult
No, life doesn’t work that way
You gotta stop pretending that
You don’t love these childish things
Childish Things – (Mayes/Lents)
- Piano, Lead Vocal, Background Vocals – Pete Lents
- Guitars – James Nelson
- Fretted Bass – John Shaughnessy
- Saxophone – Doug Norton
- Organ – Jason Atkins
- Drums – Matthew Hedrick
Engineered by Eric Lovell and Pete Lents
James is a Charlotte based guitarist who plays in several local original Progressive Metal/Rock bands, which include The Reticent and Ozai. Both band’s music can be found on Spotify and Apple Music. When he’s not playing original music, he shares the stage with Pete in Abacab: The Music of Genesis and also plays in the local 90’s Rock cover band, Putney’s End. James also has more than a decade of music education experience and co-owns Giant Spoon Productions with Ozai bassist, Cole Millward.
Fretted Bass master
For three decades, Matthew has created and performed original music from California to his native North Carolina. In addition to various studio projects, Matthew currently shares drumming duties with Pete Lents in Abacab, The Music of Genesis: abacabtmog.com
Songwriter, musician, actor, director, author, and professional builder of creative playgrounds. Art Mayes was trained as a lawyer, taught himself to code, and has worked as an iOS architect and developer since closing his law firm. He asked Pete to come to Chicago to record a song they wrote 20 years ago, and this happened.
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It’s time for a new chapter. Art & Pete are bringing great artists together to make great art. For too long, commerce has been a perverse master of creativity, bending it to the will of an imaginary “demographic”. Pasting labels on it, like a trope is somehow scientific. But genre is as imaginary as race, given import according to whom it excludes.
We are post-genre.
And culture is limited to who can afford it. ASCAP sues bars for playing unlicensed songs; meanwhile, we clearly want to share and sample and create— to be a part of the things we enjoy. To that end, we are licensing our songs for covers and samples.
We have two requests: 1) attribute Art & Pete; 2) share the final product with us.
And one demand: Be fair. If you make a bunch of money using something we create, be fair.
Underground radio stations, same deal.
Big-ass corporate radio stations (et. al.) should accept the same license with the same caveats, and then reach out to us. You are in it for the money, so you’re going to share it.
The rest of us, I think, are in it to play. To dance. To draw. To sing. You know, childish things.