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U Don't Get to Pick Who U Fall For

by NEWSKI

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Every week, Milwaukee Music Premiere connects the city’s artists with our listening audience. If you’re an artist with a track you’d like us to debut exclusively on Radio Milwaukee, head over to our Music Submission page to learn how.

Normally for our premieres, the write-up component finds some kind of theme or throughline that eases you into a discussion about the song. This premiere is so wild, though, that we’ll just skip all that and let one of Milwaukee’s finest songwriters explain things.

The note immediately below was provided by Brett Newski — who performs as the all-caps NEWSKI these days — about “U Don’t Get to Pick Who You Fall For.” This note has not been embellished or edited in any way:

WINTER 2013: “I was drifting around Saigon Vietnam, finishing my 2-year-stint as a resident there; mostly hustling odd jobs, teaching guitar and eating oversized bowls of soup in 90 degree weather. I went to visit my girlfriend who was working in Melbourne, Australia. I was in love with this girl and spent virtually all of my remaining money on the flight. She broke up with me the moment I got there. I spent the remaining 10 days in Melbourne loitering in parks and drinking with homeless people. My favorite homeless guy was a young man named ‘Cans’ who always wore a hockey helmet because it allowed him to sleep without a pillow. Cans also taught me how to get free lunch from the co-op. I later forged a medical document to get a flight home for free. This song is the story. It is the most literal song I have ever written.”

That was 152 words. The song itself somehow contains almost three times that — despite a mere 4-minute runtime — and wraps those lyrics in a slightly discordant acoustic guitar, thudding bass line and insistent percussion. It manages to sound both chaotic and highly organized, allowing the stream-of-consciousness story to unfold with lines like:

Never fall for a substitute teacher
I'm vulnerable enough to buy an L. Ron Hubbard novel
My GPS is DIY, it’s in my dome!
This was clearly not a very fun experience for Newski. But, as he usually does, he turned an emotionally damaging and traumatic situation into a fine piece of — as one publication put it — “slacker pop.”

lyrics

You were sittin' pretzel style givin' me the middle finger

What a stinger, I should've known better

Flew across Oceana to see you

But something feels off cause my guts aren't gettin along



Never fall for a substitute teacher

Red flags when it became hard to reach her

My knee-jerk reaction was that I will proceed

No refund on the flight, Love leaves you no eyesight

Layover in shanghai

I’m 100 over par on the front nine



Please, lets just say it like it is

She's too nice to breakup and I'm too smitten to wake the hell up

Enough, my brain’s unreliable

I'm vulnerable enough to buy an L Ron Hubbard Novel

Hustle me dry, it'd be nice to die

I'm very alone under a Melbourne sky

I eat some Tums, I throw em up, she makes me dumb

I’m done with love, I want my mum



Love, it'll mess you up

It'll make you sick

You already know this

Let’s call it like it is



Met a homeless kid named Cans

Pretty sure he's my only friend

He wears a hockey helmet when he goes to bed

He said, “I'll never need a pillow again”



We hopped around to soup kitchens

We squatted in a few old houses

Got lost in St Kilda, pre-smartphone

My GPS is DIY its in my dome!

These smart phones are makin' me dumb

But I don’t wanna be smart, I wanna be numb

Gratification instantly, clickity click click click

bah bah, im a sheep





Love, it'll mess you up

It'll make you sick

You already know this

Let’s call it like it is



That was a tangent but im back

Where were we? Depressed in Melbourne or something like that?

Stumbled into a Brunswick bar

Tried to get hit by a car



Walked to the airline office

Begged the lady to fly me home early

I said “please have mercy, its an emergency!

I gotta get out of here, my girlfriend’s tryin to kill me!

She said “it'll be $700 im sorry"

“Unless you can provide proof its a medical emergency “

With urgency I turned to leave

Went to Kinkos and made a fake medical document on Adobe

I ran it back to the lady

I was pretty sweaty



She said “ok the flight is free

Thank you sir is there anything else you need?”

I think I just committed a felony

I felt nothing



Love, it'll mess you up

It'll make you sick

You already know this

Lets call it like it is

Its a crock of shit

Im retiring

Mom I’m coming home

Never leaving again

credits

released April 5, 2024
Written by Brett Newski
Produced by Spatola and Newski
Mastered by Justin Perkins

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NEWSKI Milwaukee, Wisconsin

FESTIVAL APPEARANCES: Rolling Stone Festival, Iceland Airwaves, Reeperbahn Germany, SXSW official

BRETT NEWSKI supports and tours: 
Courtney Barnett, Pixies, Violent Femmes, Manchester Orchestra, New Pornographers, Chuck Ragan, Rocky Votolato, Ezra Furman, Better than Ezra
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