The Max Levine Ensemble

ADVENTURES IN PETSITTING
by the max levine ensemble

PRODUCED AND DIRECTED BY:
the max levine ensemble (http://tmle.terrorware.com)

EDITED AND ROTOSCOPED BY:
benjamin epstein

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY:
alex lee

LIGHTING TECHNICIAN:
jason lobe

STARRING (in order of appearance):
augie the doggy
desdemona, feline extraordinaire
bad bad leroy the cat
el gato milo
tybalt, kitten esq.
werner, rattus maximus
roxy "tongue" canis

ALSO STARRING (in order of appearance):
orion peters
pierce mcclain
rob santucci
meghan hynes
benjamin epstein
keith wagner
frankie mastrangelo
brian lam
adam soffrin
natalie harris
david combs
jamie burch
lindsay smyers
pierrette montone
christine cunniff
nick popovici
mikey cantor
shira pilarski
meg levine
adam lake
chris moore
emma cleveland
al budd

AND FEATURING:
alex attas
toast blundell
ryan carey
ben chetta
zack chumley
bobbie dougherty
sharena hagins
alex heinz
katie jones
carni klirs
jake lazovick
fil mako
liz mazer
greg mazur
joey patchan
tina pell
caity pittinger
madison rae
kim righter
tom ripley
eli shurberg
mikey thibodeaux
pat vogel

MUSIC RECORDING:
chains demaus denalio

SPECIAL THANKS TO:
9th street house
the black cat
matt tobey
heather muszynski and doug

LYRICS:

i feed the cats, they do nothing for me.
just fucking whine and complain a lot,
and feign disgust at the glow of tv.
it's a cold hearted caveat
i scratch their ears and they sink in their teeth.
though overwhelmed by the stink of it, i clean their shit up
before i take off for work in the morn.

i feed the rats, and the roaches,
and these are just the vermin i know about
and this old dog she's been losing her teeth.
it's so sad they grow up so fast
her body's old, overrun with disease
i stick the pills down her throat and then,
she spits 'em up again... as if to say "let me die."
as if saying "please let me die."

the alarm's off and then i'm headed off to work again.
from the pounding in my head, to the notes left on your desk,
i think i'm cracking from the stress.
and you're greeted by the creeps in the street,
and they treat you like a piece of meat.
the fucking assholes in the bars,
driving drunk home in their cars...
i walk their dogs around the park...

i feed the cats, they do nothing for me,
just fucking whine, but i'm used to it.
the difference is with the creeps on the street there's no excuse
but the truth is that i find scum wherever i lay my feet,
i'm picking fleas off the dog and then you're mopping up again,
cleaning up the puke of the damned...
it's simply how we learned how to live in this land.