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Bungalow 9 Session

by Sama Dams

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1.
Dirty Work 03:42
I stick to my instincts I follow my nose, this girl earns her wage The numbers they pass Watch you fall on your ass Just to play in the game Someone’s got to get the dirty work done Someone’s got bleed them to the bone My hands in your pockets Can’t bother with you, got your money to burn The carrot is green And I got it between my legs for the squeeze Someone’s got to get the dirty work done Someone’s got bleed them to the bone Roll up my sleeves put on my shoes I’ve got four words for you I I don’t I don’t love I don’t love you Stand behind please take a number How may I direct your call Stand behind please take a number How may I direct Your Call How may I direct your call Someone’s got to get the dirty work done Someone’s got bleed them to the bone Someone’s got to get the dirty work done Someone’s got bleed them to the bone
2.
Wild 04:12
I felt the wild call me out of the house Untie my shoes, bare feet to ground Far off beyond the river’s edge I hear your voice, you’re whispering: “I know that you’ll find me Look close in the quiet.” The brakes squeal on, the city’s high Skyscrapers gleam in the noon light Our highest towers clean the darkest night Proclaiming kings who speak through street signs “I know that you’ll find me Walk faster in the alley.” Oo I moved on West, heard you say. “I’m coming too, pack everything. I’ve always been right by your side, Whisperin the whole time.”
3.
Back Aways 05:46
4.
Pockets 03:29
If looks could kill you’d win You’re good and you know it “How can I help you find what you’re looking for?” You chew me out then Damn, Did you get what you came for? Ammunition for a fight A stock hold in my safe tonight Your mind sees all these things to use For no good. What’s the use for pockets if they’re empty? Fill them up with things you’ll use against me. You turn that cart around Bare its teeth and you know it Face-off in aisle four Spill that milk on the floor I can count to ten then what? And I got what I came for. Ammunition for a fight A stock hold in my safe tonight My mind sees all these things to use For no good. What’s the use for pockets Here’s what I do Fill them up with things I’ll use against you. What’s the use for pockets if they’re empty? Fill them up with things you’ll use against me.
5.
You’ll come out of all this A better man But you are not above it It’s in your hands And it’s sinking through your fingers Like a window to the day If you love your labors You cherish them If you love your lover She lends a hand But if you love your darkness It rips your soul away And you'll move into the mourning time What was never mine You'll move to where the pieces lie And just let it die You’ll always have goodbye I moved out and westward To forest green Saw I’d be provided By more noble means But now the trees are burning And the dirt has turned to sand I rose out of Jordan And passed the test Took my songs and toured them I tried my best But I couldn’t love the singer So my hatred howled instead And you'll move into the mourning time What was never mine You move to where the pieces lie Just let it die You’ll always have goodbye Just let it die I will be a father To our child And I will live in wonder At what is right But when it's time to let go I’ll leave my tears behind And you'll move into the mourning time What was never mine You move to where the pieces lie It was never mine You'll move to the mourning time What was never mine You'll move to where the pieces lie Just let it die You’ll always have goodbye Just let it die Just let it die Just let it die Just let it die
6.
Western Love 04:55
Oh - and thanks for the gold and western love Your head back forth, your eyes cried shut If I dine before they call your fast off Will two settings be too much? Shoot an arrow past me Wrapped with injustice to carry Dead and covered Dead and covered Yeah - pretty dancers dwell deep down in the ravine Right where they last fell, gone down fighting all alone I call you out - how dare you even think like that What’s done is done Shoot an arrow past me Wrapped with injustice to carry Dead and covered Dead and covered Though we must break the spell, you know that all is well Though we must break the spell, you know that all is well My, how our hands have grown, a morning fling Gave up light unborn for coffee, chocolate and disease. When I bought you flowers I bought my God given right to leave And resize the ring Ah, does it suit me well, you’ve had enough to say Unholy Hell, yeah I got room for one last taste Turn up in swelling numbers clawing at the gates They can’t stand to wait. Shoot an arrow past me Wrapped with injustice to carry Dead and covered Dead and covered Dead and covered Though we must break the spell, you know that all is well
7.
Hop over a border, gate or pile-on You fancy everything you can't have But what is your exit plan? The terminal mass of mind’s understanding Do I pass the mark of measure In worldly delights, the endless dance Can I be a friend? History bone dry Dead of night - we have no body But standing round the breadth of your burden It never heals Easy outs - pay the bill and flick your finger Haven't eyes a realm to dream Behind their heavy lids? I can't help but pick out the dirty meanings Bit undying parts are all We can't undo the undid Tell me I was just a kid History bone dry Dead of night - we have no body But stand around the breadth of your burden It never heals
8.
Look out if you can’t afford your heaven You don’t need a lot to get you in Just go where I send you Go where I send you Knock on the door and have your heart in hand I’m home in your love I’m home in your love Here, where I inherit the world The dawn asks for the day to come You know that I ask a lot of questions I don’t need an answer for them yet I’m only a man who Only a man who Draws up his voice to hide behind his breath But I’m home in your love I’m home in your love Here, where I inherit the world The dawn asks for the day to come And I’m still asleep in your arms I had thought desire must have left me Couldn’t hear a word outside my mind But silent the wind blew Silent the wind blew Picked up the phone and looked for your reply I’m home in your love I’m home in your love Here, where I inherit the world The dawn asks for the day to come And I’m still asleep in your arms The day passes away too soon But I’m bound to return to you
9.
Say It 04:09
Just any hospital wait is enough Something beholden to old love Voice in the wires a haunted refrain spoken of A way to turn back and get off Waiting before time lets on what it wants Passing around tacit omens Take up the burden put out by good grace of the mob They race through the streets and stray off Say it, say it, stay in photographs Gray away and cry for what your vanity told you Say it, say it, call it home The words of your conscience overgrown Of course I pretend to be mad to speak up Fever is warmer than old love Hollow you out, fill you up with the dregs from my cup They spit back in my face and step off Say it, say it, stay in photographs Gray away and cry for what your vanity told you Say it, say it, call it home The words of your conscience overgrown

about

A stripped down record - some old songs, but some new.

I think this all started literally because Micah couldn't play drums for a show at Kelly's Olympian, so Lisa and I decided to just tear everything down and play some songs. Lisa was 6 months pregnant, and I didn't want to carry too much stuff… We'd bought a Prophet 10 a few months prior, and it seemed like a good idea to just do something with it. I left my pedals at home, and just played clean through the amp. It was a lovely night.

Our friend Sebastian offered to pay for a day in the studio for us to recreate the set to use as music in his documentary film High Eagle. We spent one Saturday in Danny O'Hanlon's studio Bungalow 9 and performed these 9 songs live. Mixed them a few weeks later.

Then we sat on it… I think it was because we were hoping to put this out as a sort of preview of songs that are going to be on the new full length. And we had our son Daniel in April. Then we started working on our new house. Then we started working on the new record. Then I started working on a garage/studio space to get our evening rehearsals back.

But here it is now. I think the old songs are fresh takes. The new songs make me excited to get more records out. I hope you receive this as a well-captured special moment, as we try to figure out how to do this with a toddler over a year later.

We have nothing but love for you all. Thanks for listening, as always.

Sam and Lisa

credits

released August 24, 2023

Recorded on February 12th at Bungalow 9 in SE Portland
Danny O'Hanlon - Knob Twiddler, Master of Ceremonies, and Yarn Spinner
Lisa - lil plucky, angel sounds, and electric bath
Sam - untempered electric guitar, subtractive squiggles, and frantic voice mails

Thanks to Sebastian Rogers for the studio time, and Ty Ohman for an affirming nudge.

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Lisa Adams
Micah Hummel
Chris Hermsen

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