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
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)
NYE 98-21
DUMB
TELE-ECHO
GROUNZ
CREDITS (INSTRUMENTAL)
ANOTHER GO
NOTHING FROM YOU
MOURNING REVISITED
COATS
DESPERATE DISCO
NO NEED TO DIE
DON’T STOP (JAZXING REMIX)
DON’T STOP
SCRATCH AND DEPLOY
SKUNKS
NO DRAMA, NO DISCO
ANOTHER GO
INTO DUST
ERIKA
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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.
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.
Żyła 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. Other bands consist of: anyone, whoever asked. Among others: Daniel Hertzov & Crew, Marek Gałązka & His Team, Fruitcakes, Mùlk, Kilgoure.
Uprzejmy młody człowiek, poliglota. Gra z każdym, kto poprosił, m.in: Daniel Hertzov & Crew, Marek Gałązka & His Team, Fruitcakes, Mùlk, Kilgoure.
Marcin Gałązka, lunatic, multitasker, producer, arranger. Makes good coffee. Received a Fryderyk music award, recorded many multiple albums with Tymon Tymański & The Transistors, MU, Jan Heweliusz, and others.
Świr, multitasker, producent, aranżer. Robi dobrą kawę. Na koncie ma Fryderyka i wiele wydawnictw muzycznych w tym we współpracy z: Tymon Tymański & The Transistors, MU, Jan Heweliusz i innymi.
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, Tomasz Chyła Quintet, Daniel Hertzov & Crew, Zgniłość, Jan Heweliusz.
Kiedyś pracował w korporacji, ale znudziło go bycie bogaczem, więc sprzedał wszystko i zaczął grać jazz z takimi składami jak: Sekstans, Tomasz Chyła Quintet, Mikoryza, Zgniłość, Jan Heweliusz.
Weronika Kulpa owns multiple tracksuits and a baroque cello. Is loud. Secret weapon for popular artists like Ralph Kamiński, Alicja Serowik, and pivotal group member for: Kwartet Bonsaï, Ensemble Inégalité.
Posiada wiele par dresów i barokową wiolonczelę. Tajna broń wielu wykonawców, m.in. Ralph Kamiński, Alicja Serowik, oraz kluczowa część grup: Kwartet Bonsaï, Ensemble Inégalité.
Michał 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.
Michał 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.
Intelektualista, kompozytor, enfant terrible polskiej pianistyki. Założyciel grup muzycznych: Zgniłość, Julia i Nieprzyjemni, Najprzyjemniejsi, Walenie. Klawiszowiec zespołu Świetliki.
Saksofonista, kompozytor, aranżer itd. Laureat konkursów improwizacji, uczestnik kursów mistrzowskich. Potrafi renderować w programie obiekty i detale, takie jak: lampa z kloszem, z frędzelkami.
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