CREATIVE INSTRUCTIONS ON BURNING OLD PHOTOGRAPHS (HERE’S TO ALL THE WOMEN)

You can break a CD in your hands
Just be careful where the pieces go
Floppy discs and other photo plates
are either way unreadable
I still have a jar full of receipts
From different parts of the world
The print's almost gone
You say it's a clean slate
but I think they're just old

So here's to all the women in my life
I'm sad for you
And also sorry for myself
I probably won't do much else
Than you've done
Or much more
And I'll be telling someone just like me
Of all the plans I had
Before I'm gone
Like you did before
And then they'll -

One of them wanted to see the plains
and my mother wanted to be the man
I wonder what's the greatest regret
That I will have then
Because I've been so many people
just not the ones I set out to be
And it's getting kinda late
Remembering what could have been
It's too cruel to me
GROUNZ (VIDEO VERSION)

Grounds are cold here
Grow on your own, go on your own
Dams are falling
You got to let go, go on your own
There is no cover, leave your
Phone on the shore, go on your own

Release my hand and
Restore yourself in
(There's nothing you need, there's nothing you need)
Release my hand and (Release my hand and)
Restore yourself in
Restore yourself in fear

Do you remember
Driving around in your car and you said
You wanted to give it to me when you're dead
I asked you to stop to go buy cigarettes
That old thing broke
Long ago
And none of us smokes

Release my hand and
Restore yourself in
Release my hand and (Release my hand and)
Restore yourself in
Restore yourself in fear

Oh-oh he's leaving on
The midnight train, we were playing that song
(playing that song)
A few years ago they put it in that show
(playing that song)
And now it's no fun to sing it anymore
(now it's no fun, now it's no fun)

Release my hand and
Restore yourself in
Release my hand and (Release my hand and)
Restore yourself in
Restore yourself in fear
TRENCH COATS

Hey, silent man in a trench coat
Whatcha staring at your Tissot for
Are you lost in this big old city
Or are you planning how to murder me

In this town, this town
This town
In this town, this town
this town

In this town
Everybody is looking around
Their shoulder
Three times in the street
No one's trying to sell you anything

Renowned downtown,
inbound apathy
Renowned downtown,
impounded fantasy

Hey, silent man in a trench coat
Whatcha staring at your Tissot for
Are you lost in this big old city
In this town, this town
This town
In this town, this town
this town
NYE 98-21
I've had a little time on my hands
I've been walking around in my sweats
(Thinking a lot about recent events
Then thinking some more
About what happened before)
But I couldn't remember what we used to talk about
I cannot remember what we used to talk about

I've been to your house,
a number of times
I don't recall
what we used to, used to talk about
Have I ever said these things out loud
Have I ever said these things out loud

I'd take a pill to clean up this mess
Move aside all the things stranded in my head
I cannot remember
The essence is gone
I slowly surrender
Your messages were long
Time deleted them all
And now I can't recall
DUMB
You asked me if I thought you were dumb
and I didn't respond - I'm sorry for that now
The thing is I think you are (but in a nice way)
Hold on, I can't hear you through
the noise that you make
Are you in real trouble or is it just a phase
Are you in real trouble or is it just a phase

She wants to hurt her daddy
She wants to hurt her daddy
and now her daddy is you

Thank you for not blocking my number
that would be understandable
I also hate my guts
but here are the naked facts
(and they're kind of ugly)
She has to tell you something
"but not on the phone"
Needs to pour herself
on all the stuff that you own
She needs to pour herself
on all the stuff that you own

She wants to hurt her daddy
She wants to hurt her daddy
and now her daddy is you

You asked me if I thought you were dumb
TELE-ECHO
Ask yourself
Why aren't you doing great
Is it the government
Or maybe it's you

This is not a destination prize
You have just enough to get by
not to get away
What a trip could that be
what a shame
What a trip, what a shame

The son of man sends warm advice
You should have left
when you had the chance
Oh no, you're sad, that makes him

Day by day
Roots grow deeper, you're building
Pretty things with blocks of shit
But now you wanna keep 'em
You can run
But can you leave your ache behind

The son of man sends warm advice
You should have left
when you had the chance
Oh no, you're sad, that makes him
GROUNZ
Grounds are cold here
Grow on your own, go on your own
Dams are falling
You got to let go, go on your own
There is no cover
Leave your phone on the shore, go on your own

Do you remember
driving around in your car and you said
you wanted to give it to me when you're dead
I asked you to stop to go buy cigarettes
That old thing broke (long ago)
And none of us smokes

Release my hand and
Restore yourself in fear
There's nothing you need

Oh-oh he's leaving
on the midnight train, we were playing that song
a few years ago they put it in that show
And now it's no fun to sing it anymore

Release my hand and
Restore yourself in fear
There's nothing you need
There's nothing you need
CREDITS (INSTRUMENTAL)
ANOTHER GO

Running
‘Cause I don't know where to go
I lived here
When I was really small
I can hear the gulls and feel the sand under my feet
Little good is being done as the sun goes down
With the wind

Falling
I'd really like to know
Will my heart
Give it another go
I can still remember all the outbursts
Street lamps set alight
As I was walking home
Through all the summer nights

Give it another go

Give it another go

Give it another go
NOTHING FROM YOU

Thick web hangs over this town
And all the sunbeams got trapped
The local team is on a winning streak
Defenders keep it clean
When they’re not attacked

She sleeps till 12 hundred hours
Writes down all of her dreams

And me
There is nothing I need from you
My only goal is to last
That’s all I wanna do

I drink some leftover coffee
Watching old reruns at night
Another chance for that case to get solved
They’re both completely cold
It serves me right

She sleeps till 12 hundred hours
Writes down all of her dreams

And me
There is nothing I need from you
My only goal is to last
That’s all I wanna do

And me
There is nothing I need from you
My only goal is to last
That’s all I wanna do
MOURNING REVISITED

Such a beautiful morning
Easy being hot in black
All day doing nothing
They judge you just on how you act
So I’m good

I am fine
Setting idle views in line, I am fine

Hearing the void, I don’t step out
I think it’s fine

Such a beautiful morning
Yeah, I don’t think I’ll call you back
Want it all but I pick none
Better keep my form intact
And I am full

I am fine
Hearing the void, I don’t step out
I think it’s fine

Just hearing the void and not stepping out is safe
I’ll be alright

Just hearing the void and not stepping out is safe
I’ll be alright

I’ll be alright
I’ll be alright
I’ll be alright
COATS

Like a distant calling rivers turning to stone
On a cold New Year’s morning we are all alone

In the frozen waters your unsettled face
How many dollars would you bet on this race

This time I’m leaving
I’m not singing along
If only I had words to fill out this form

This time I’m
If only I

All the roads we’ve known are gone
No more coats and no more home
All the roads we’ve known are gone

Like a distant calling rivers turning to stone
On a cold New Year’s morning we are all alone

This time I’m leaving
I’m not singing along
If only I had words to fill out this form

This time I’m
If only I
All the roads we’ve known are gone
No more coats and
no more home
All the roads we’ve known are gone
This time I’m
If only I
DESPERATE DISCO

Ring me up I know it’s time
For me to deal with broken charm
You try to cast over me
What kind of bitch you want me to be

Ring me up

Ring me up I know it’s time
For me to deal with broken charm
You try to cast over me
What kind of bitch you want me to be

I don’t give a fuck about your
Plans the different ways you’re gonna
Shine project your self out of my
Space it’s personal blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah blah

I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
I’ve had
NO NEED TO DIE

Tide passing by, hold on tight,
there’s no need to die
Burning alive, no more time,
find a place to hide
I like to stand and stare,
let in some air and do nothing
It’s ok to wait through the day,
it will happen anyway

You are a piece of my broken spine
I’m barely alive
I’m barely alive
but I can confide in you

I really wish I could tell you
it’s not all that bad
Bunch of excuses thrown
on the floor from the night we had
In the morning light even more
crumbled and somewhat bleak
Let us just pick it all up
and make up some sleep
I really wish I could tell
you it’s not all that bad

You are a piece of my broken spine
I’m barely alive
I’m barely alive
but I can confide in
you
are a piece of my broken spine
I’m barely alive
I’m barely alive
DON’T STOP (JAZXING REMIX)
DON’T STOP

Don’t stop till you drop
Give me a break or faith
Constant energy
Giving me pain, no aim

Where does it say
Where does it say

Go on like this
I’ll never miss a chance to be
I haven’t seen the world too much
How long, keep on
Running around in shapes and still
I haven’t seen the world too much

Forward moving up
Give me a rope or hope
Grow out to the ground
I do what I want, or not

Where does it say
Where does it say

Go on like this
I’ll never miss a chance to be
I haven’t seen the world too much
How long, keep on
Running around in shapes and still
I haven’t seen the world too much
SCRATCH AND DEPLOY

I miss my girl
But i’m too drunk to call
Delirious
I didn’t sleep at all
I see spiders
Crawling down the wall

Oh how i hate to be
someone i hate to be
Poor old me

I whine all day
Staring at the floor
I heard the bell once
Couldn’t move at all
I watch my phone
But I also watch the door

Oh how i hate to be
someone i hate to be
Poor old me

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Oh how i hate to be
someone i hate to be
Poor old me
I miss my girl
SKUNKS

God how it sucks to be working class full-time, half living wage
Spilling your guts in some bullshit job, you got a kid and bills to pay

And a cat and a dog or a fish or whatever, 'cause everyone needs some love after a long long day
Find the time to invest, to unstress, ain’t it funny, for what is the point it’s Monopoly money

I’m growing old, I’m growing tired, price of gas keeps growing higher
Hands are shaking, heart is too, give it time to heal

The night is hollow and getting cold
Let's pull out claws, find a den and crawl

Crawl inside to feel some guilt together for not being strong enough to make it seem better
Crawl inside to feel some guilt together for not being strong enough to make it seem better

Hands are shaking, heart is too, give it time to heal
Hands are shaking, heart is too, give it time to heal
NO DRAMA, NO DISCO

Clear skies - no disco, no drama
No intentions, expectations, no tomorrow
Ride or die, but not tonight

Blind bet, I’d never drive us too far
To feed one wolf and let the other one starve
Words do harm to what we are

How hesitation
Somewhat escalated
I don’t even know anymore
But I kinda went big
Now I guess I should go home
I’m leaving by the back door
Kinda went big
Now I guess I should go home
Leaving by the back door

Clear skies - no disco, no drama
No intentions for a no tomorrow
Ride or die, not tonight

How hesitation
Somewhat escalated
I don’t even know anymore
I kinda went big
So I guess I should go home
Leaving by the back door
Kinda went big
Now I guess I should go home
Leaving by the back door
ANOTHER GO

Running
‘Cause I don't know where to go
I've lived here
When I was really small
I can hear the gulls and feel the sand under my feet
Little good is being done as the sun goes down with the wind

Falling
I'd really like to know
Will my heart
Give it another go
I can still remember all the outbursts
Street lamps set alight
As I was walking home
Through all the summer nights

Give it another go
Give it another go
Give it another go
INTO DUST
Songwriters: Hope Sandoval / David Roback

Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Beside me today
Around broken in two
Till your eyes shed
Into dust
Like two strangers
Turning into dust
Till my hand shook
With the way I fear
I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Under your fate
It was you
Breathless and tall
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
And two strangers
Turning into dust
Turning into dust
ERIKA

3rd Avenue jetlag
I don’t want to meet anyone or see anything
I should do something fun I think
Instead I’m cruising through different pharmacies
Trying out creams
Looking at magazines
I could do this forever
It’s pointless
I’m restless
I’m dead
Whatever

I really felt the that the only way for me to sleep is if I was holding onto something

I think about the girl
First woman on mars, what’s her name
The one that’s being trained
For no dependency
Full-time heart vacancy
Full-time heart vacancy
Full vacancy
Full-time heart vacancy

I really felt the that the only way for me to sleep is if I was holding onto something
(I really feel the only way for me to sleep is holding onto something)
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Alfah Femmes to starofalowo postcringe’owy zespół z Kalifornii Europy Wschodniej – Trójmiasta (w Polsce).

W  muzyce stosują sprawdzone rozwiązania obecne w new wave, no wave i cold wave, a także art-pop, synth-pop, art-punk, post-punk, post-grunge, indie itd. 

Nazwa zespołu to oczywisty ukłon w stronę Violent Femmes, oraz mniej oczywiste ukłony do grupy Dan Kelly & The Alpha Males i ruchu Riot Grrrl.

Debiutancka płyta LP „No Need to Die” została wydana 24 października 2020 roku, a kolejne wydawnictwo w postaci albumu EP „I Wouldn’t Bother” 20 sierpnia 2021 roku.

Alfah Femmes is an old wave / post-cringe band from the California of Eastern Europe – Tricity, Poland.

Their music takes from new wave, no wave, and cold wave, as well as from art-pop, synth-pop, art-punk, post-punk, post-grunge, and general indie, etc.

The name is a not-so-subtle nod to Violent Femmes, Dan Kelly & The Alpha Males, and the Riot Grrrl movement.

Their debut LP “No Need to Die” was released on October 24th, 2020, and a following EP “I Wouldn’t Bother” on August 20th, 2021.

Depending on the mood and circumstances, they perform as a quintet, sextet, septet, octet, buffet, or internet, composed randomly of the persons listed below:

ZOFIA BARTOS lived on the East Coast, ended up in the Eastern Bloc. Professional puppeteer. Former bands consisted of: no one – Alfah Femmes is her first time working with people.

W zależności od nastroju i okoliczności grają jako kwintet, sekstet, septet, oktoptet, bufet lub internet, w skład którego wchodzą osoby spośród wymienionych poniżej:

ZOFIA BARTOŚ zaczynała na Wschodnim Wybrzeżu, skończyła we Wschodnim Bloku. Zawodowa lalkarka. Członkowie poprzednich zespołów: nikt – Alfah Femmes to jej pierwszy raz z ludźmi.

PRZEM BARTOS, polite young man, a polyglot and cat lover. Other bands consist of: anyone, whoever asked. Among others: Daniel Hertzov & Crew, Marek Gałązka & His Team, Fruitcakes, Mùlk, Kilgoure.

PRZEM BARTOŚ, uprzejmy młody człowiek, miłośnik kotów, poliglota. Gra z każdym, kto poprosił, m.in: Daniel Hertzov & Crew, Marek Gałązka & His Team, Fruitcakes, Mùlk, Kilgoure.

JAKUB ZWOLAN
, panterian enthusiast turned Dylanian convert, yet still an ardent lyrical denier. His initiation unfolded in Hamburg – where he practiced raw and honest busking for countless years – at Reeperbahn Festival 2022.

JAKUB ZWOLAN
, niegdyś panteryjny entuzjasta, dziś dylanowski konwertyta, choć wciąż liryczny denialista. Rytuał inicjacji przeszedł w Hamburgu – gdzie przez wiele lat uprawiał uczciwy i znojny busking – na Reeperbahn Festival 2022.

MICHAL WANDZILAK, an intellectual, composer, enfant terrible of polish pianism. Founder of such bands as: Zgniłość, Julia i Nieprzyjemni, Najprzyjemniejsi, Walenie. Plays the keys for Świetliki.

MICHAL WANDZILAK, intelektualista, kompozytor, enfant terrible polskiej pianistyki. Założyciel grup muzycznych: Zgniłość, Julia i Nieprzyjemni, Najprzyjemniejsi, Walenie. Klawiszowiec zespołu Świetliki.

TOMASZ KOPER used to work a white-collar job, got bored of being rich, sold his everything, and focused on jazz and other lucrative genres with bands such as Sekstans, Bitonale, Mikoryza, Zgniłość, Jan Heweliusz, Ńoko.

TOMASZ KOPER kiedyś pracował w korporacji, ale znudziło go bycie bogaczem, więc sprzedał wszystko i zaczął grać jazz z takimi składami jak: Sekstans, Bitonale, Mikoryza, Zgniłość, Jan Heweliusz, Ńoko.

MICHAL JAN CIESIELSKI, saxophone player, composer, arranger, etc. Improvisation competitions laureate, master classes participant. Using a program, he can render objects and details such as lamps with shades, with fringes.

MICHAL JAN CIESIELSKI, saksofonista, kompozytor, aranżer itd. Laureat konkursów improwizacji, uczestnik kursów mistrzowskich. Potrafi renderować w programie obiekty i detale, takie jak: lampa z kloszem, z frędzelkami.

Creative Instructions galore! Watch the music video or just listen on a streaming platform of your choice. Either way, enjoy our new single.

We extend our heartfelt thanks to all our friends who graciously agreed to help us:

Dawid Lipka for not only appearing in the music video but also playing the trumpet for the song’s recording.
Adela Rostek for once again supporting us at the last minute with her Photoshop expertise in cutout preparation.
Łukasz Rat Czerwiński for providing additional equipment and skills — also at the last minute — during the video shoot.
Piotr Orłowski for opening his doors and hosting us at the iconic Wydział Remontowy.
We also thank everyone who made time that day to star in the recording: Basia, Siekiera, Klaudia, Martyna, Magda, Kuman, Leon, Kamil—you really are the bestest of friends. Here’s to all the people in our lives!

Kreatywne instrukcje na wyciągnięcie ręki! Obejrzyjcie teledysk lub po prostu posłuchajcie na wybranej platformie streamingowej. Tak czy inaczej, mamy nadzieję, że ucieszy Was nasz nowy singiel.

Serdeczne podziękowania dla wszystkich naszych przyjaciół, którzy zgodzili się pomóc:

Dawidowi Lipce za nie tylko wystąpienie w klipie, ale również za gościnny udział w nagraniu utworu.
Adeli Rostek za wsparcie nas, kolejny już raz w ostatniej chwili, swoją wiedzą z zakresu Photoshopa przy przygotowaniu wycinanek.
Łukaszowi Ratowi Czerwińskiemu za dostarczenie dodatkowego sprzętu i umiejętności – również w ostatniej chwili – podczas nagrywania teledysku.
Piotrowi Orłowskiemu za otwarcie swoich drzwi i ugoszczenie nas w legendarnym Wydziale Remontowym.
Dziękujemy również wszystkim, którzy znaleźli czas, aby wystąpić w teledysku: Basia, Siekiera, Klaudia, Martyna, Magda, Kuman, Leon, Kamil – jesteście naprawdę najlepszymi z kumpli. Zdrowie wszystkich ludzi w naszym życiu!



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