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A Weeklong Hangover with a Heart: Sons of Martha Capture the Art of Escape in “Don’t Call Me On Monday”

Drifting through days with dry wit and quiet longing, this understated track turns avoidance into poetry and loneliness into charm.


SONS OF MARTHA © 2025
SONS OF MARTHA © 2025


Sons of Martha deliver a clever, slow-burning song that reads like the diary of someone expertly avoiding life. Don’t Call Me On Monday is not just a title. It’s a defense mechanism, a lifestyle, a weary smile behind a stiff drink.


Josh Beach writes lyrics that land with a dry, conversational tone. Each day becomes its own excuse. Monday is out. Tuesday is for hiding from preachers. Wednesday is too much. Thursday belongs to the brass band at The Crown. Friday might work, but probably won’t. Saturday is lost inside a martini glass. Sunday is packed, but the second-favorite bar has space. The lyrics keep looping like a broken clock, and somehow it feels right. Nothing about this life is fixed. Nothing needs to be.


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The song was recorded at Crouch End Studios, with Rollo Smallcombe engineering and James Ladds handling the mix. The production is loose, warm, and real. Nothing is over-polished. It has the feel of a live room and a late night. Peter Maher mastered the track with a light touch, letting the space and intimacy shine.


Musically, the track never tries to overpower. It sits back. It lets the lyrics breathe. There’s rhythm, yes, and a subtle pull forward, but this isn’t a song trying to break the ceiling. It’s a song lying flat on the couch, eyes open, music low.


The chorus is a quiet triumph. “Saturday I’ll be finding friends in a martini glass.” It’s funny. It’s bleak. It works. The repetition adds weight. The listener is pulled back into the same moments again and again, like walking in circles around a bar that never closes.


Then comes the final verse. Sunday is barely upright. Tuesday is confused. Friday is dancing. The narrator, after all that dodging, finally admits it. Someone showed up. Someone made them feel complete.


This isn’t a song about days of the week. It’s about not showing up until someone gives you a reason to. Sons of Martha don’t scream for attention. They quietly earn it.


 
 
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