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Picture this.
It's raining & you're listening to an Imogen heap piano improvisation on her audioboo channel. & at the same time, you're scrolling through tumblr feeling depressed... & so you start writing lyrics, & they come out like this.
I almost never intended to record this song.
I went to write the music for it, & the only thing in my head, was Imogen heap playing the piano, so I started to play it, - & then thought to myself, - why don't I just use Imogen heap's piano anyway?? & then I did.
It's basically about, describing the moment I'm in; so the lyric 'scrolling down a page', is a tumblr reference & the chorus is me, singing about wanting to be somewhere else, but not knowing exactly where or what I want.
It was written & finished in march to June 2014, & I don't really like the Bridge lyrics anymore ("i'll find somebody who can fix me"). because, it's not up to someone else to fix me, or to make my life better, it's up to me & I need to consciously work at it & not rely on others. & also, THINKING OF YOURSELF AS BROKEN IS INCREDIBLY BAD FOR YOU. So, yeah, I've changed since writing this, for the better. peace everyone.
lyrics
05 Tell Me Where
The veins on my hand, my brother on my desktop screen.
A girl on her bike, ideas in her mind, I set up in a corner.
A year since I came home, ideals to compare each & every thought to.
Another track ending, another drone fading & piano playing.
Tell me, where's that thought? where I can fall & land on my feet.
See you filled with life, more than halfway from thin & frail.
Tell me, where's that thought?
18 months away, scrolling down a page.
It's like I never left the room, making what feelings sound like.
Cups of tea & eating unhealthy, sympton of a mental illness,
Somewhat induced by pain from the past where nothing ever really heals,
but strength sometimes builds.
I'll find a place where I am loved, I'll find somebody who can fix me
I will run into to your arms, but now I know, It's not my turn yet.
Trans artist, Thea Riley grew up unaware of the amazing world of people like her. it is through hardship & learning that the path to follow was found. Through music & honest writing, she hopes to bring awareness to her community.
This debut album from the Sydney producer features a wide-ranging mix of dancehall, electronic, techno, grime, and pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2020