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Suitin' Up

by Tino Drima

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1.
Lover 04:01
I live to serve On you lover I’m only asking cuz I know I’m a man And I have learned from you lover I know your body like the back of your hand Lay with me lover Let’s get you howling Like the dog that I am Clean for you lover I know your body like the back of your hand In the summer At your mother’s Taking turns on one another I can wait , if you can wait You’re my mirror Keep it steaming Take a xany take it easy I can wait , if you can wait Stay with me lover Or I’ll come running Just as fast as I can Lay with me lover I know your body like the back of your hand
2.
Tonight , another night So bored of this Damn these circles Here I go watch me now Do the damn thing Why am I here Why I care First light - outta sight It punctures me And fills my bottle And there I stand petrified Like a damn deer In headlights In headlines Tonight , another night So bored of this Damn these circles There I go watch me know Do the damn thing Why am I here Why I care ? First light outta sight It punctures me And fills my bottle And there I am petrified Like a damn deer In headlights In line It’s over It’s over It’s over It’s over I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man Tonight , another night The weight of it I feel completely There I am watch me now Do the damn thing Why am I here Why I care ? Match strike On the edge of a knife I try to fill it with light But it knows no bottom And there I stand petrified Like a damn deer In headlights In line It’s over It’s over It’s over It’s over I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man Up to my neck in the doom Tapping out pretty soon Somebody rent me a room In their cool apartment All these big city fumes Won’t let my sunflowers bloom Something’s happening to me What’s a boy to do ? Everybody’s crazy What in the world are you ? Walking around in circles Ain’t no stopping you It’s over It’s over It’s over It’s over I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man I’m a free man
3.
The Actress 04:24
The picture unwinds In starward designs I need only find my angel inside The others , they bait Too little , too late i’m taking this cake And all along the wall we wait But long ago I swore I’d be here Playing for the chosen people One fateful day my door would open Dreams alone can part the o- The producer , he took me in He said ‘let’s see that guinea skin ‘ I said ‘ I can do the jitterbug I am just a little hungover today I can do this I’m an actress So chain me like a little bird Teach me every dirty word Hot off the street I can do this I’m an actress I know I belong here I swear I belong here Where’d I go wrong dear ? I swear I belong Forever - I don’t know Forever - I don’t know I’m taking it slow And on and on and on I go But long ago I swore I’d be Destroyer of anxiety and mirrors But words are only sound pollution Time’s the only thing that moves The producer , he took me in he Said let’s see that guinea skin I said i can do the jitterbug I am just a little hungover today I can do this I’m an actress So chain me like a little bird Teach me every dirty word Hot off the street I can do this I’m an actress I’m on the radio And don’t you even for a moment Touch that dial Don’t touch that dial I’m on the radio And don’t you even for a moment Touch that dial Don’t touch dial I’m on the radio And don’t you even for a moment Touch that dial I can do the jitterbug I am just a little hungover today I can do this I’m an actress Chain me like a little bird Teach me every dirty word Hot off the street I’m an actress
4.
Doctor 03:38
I built this city on rock and roll And it’s burning to the ground You had it your way But heal me doctor doctor Change is coming It happens every day Such destruction Locked away Oh dysfunction It happens every day I cut lines in and out of the bathroom send your health in my direction please It’s so much darker In a world without true love I cry my eyes out For a dream I heard out loud My motor’s running Is my engine sound ? In a word I’m bound It ain’t working baby Guess it never really was It ain’t working baby Guess it never really does It ain’t working Though the people in my pocket Got me thinking that it was It ain’t working baby Guess it never really does
5.
Lately Angela I’ve been digging On a new kind of love Take me Deep in your maze Baby you’re a cool kind of strange Baby Angela Don’t close your curtains On a new summer sun Break me Beneath the waves Baby you’re a cool Kind of strange Baby you’re a cool Kind of strange Pull it to the front Keep the bullshit back Moving in the morning Where your headphones at ? Write it all down Don’t think about that When you say Does anyone here Still care about me ? My foot’s in your door I want you to leave But can’t let you go Pull It to the front Keep the bullshit back Moving in the morning Where your headphones at ? Write it all down Don’t think about that When you say Does anyone here Still care about me ?

about

Tino Drima’s new EP, Suitin’ Up, is raw, emotional, stripped down to basics, and aimed at making you feel. It is the core of what they do–and they do it like no one else.

Having gone the lush route with accompanying horns and strings decorating their debut album Her Kind Of Man, the band decided to “simplify the tunes,” says band frontman Gregory DiMartino, and move forward into “a cleaner, ’70s-inspired production.” There are spaces in the songs now, textures that allow the precision of each note and every lyric to be appreciated more fully.

A singular emotional intensity runs through each of Suitin’ Up’s five songs, but not a single one sounds the same. There is opening track “Lover,” which draws its inspiration from old soul records and Captain Beefheart’s “I’m Glad,” and, says DiMartino, is a “hot, heavy, creamy tune for cruising in the car and night thinking about good times and sex.” There is the weary resignation of “Do The Damn Thing,” in which the song’s protagonist feels like a disengaged character in his own life story, “throwing any kind of shit at the wall of the soul to see if anything sticks.” And there is the surge of pride, of enhanced self-esteem and moral clarity to be had on “The Actress”–a pulsing, standout track about “getting yourself hyped up and saying ‘I deserve this, I have earned it, I am good enough, get out of my way, motherfucker.’”

As always, the dark side and its flipside play a key role in the music of Tino Drima. “Kind Of Strange” offers consolation to someone in a dark place, and EP closer “Please Send Health” sounds like it comes from a very dark place: “It’s about running your body to the ground partying, playing shows, touring, living a fake dream that is harsh and ultimately shitty,” says DiMartino. “About wanting to switch one life for another.”

The versatility that marks Suitin’ Up’s every track has been a hallmark of Tino Drima’s music since the San Franciscan band emerged close to five years ago. The band’s core members—DiMartino (guitar, piano, vocals), Rob Mills (drums, backing vox), Scott Huerta (guitar, backing vox), Henry Baker (keyboards), and Mackenzie Bunch (who played bass, engineered and recorded and mixed it all)—share a passion and musical sophistication that makes Tino Drima’s music something both powerful, and comforting at once. When it touches you, it will touch you deeply. And it will touch you very soon.

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released October 11, 2019

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