Eat

Outside your ocean
My feelings they will burn
Below the surface
I cant feel warmth

Try to resurface
Breathe out for once release
Tracing endless circles
Our paths are dug too deep

Just like abandoned trust I will work my way back into you
The gaping distance I shall consume

Stir it up
Eat now
My hands are clean
Despite repeated accusations
I do not fiend

Eat (feat. Jason Thompson)

Stuttered Prayer

Its been said when you ask you cant complain when you receive  
Lord knows
Everything goes in time even the fiction of control
If you cant stand the heat don’t fuck with the stove
So many backs been broken in by the weight of stories told 
Aint no free living yall cause we reap just what we sow

It's a feast with no appetite and a rising toothless grin
Right before my biggest fight and my shadows got me pinned
banging my head against the wall with a stuttered prayer that it may fall
Buried in the backroad in the throat a stuttered prayer

Mastered a sucker punch that never fails to win
And even a victory dance and shit eatin grin
Aint once tried to play it out said I aint been through it all
Just try to take them as they come and answer the call
Aint no free livin yall cause we all must rise and fall

It's a feast with no appetite and a rising toothless grin
Right before my biggest fight and my shadows got me pinned
banging my head against the wall with a stuttered prayer that it may fall
Buried in the backroad in the throat a stuttered prayer

Stuttered Prayer

Seed

My decisions are mine alone
can't nobody rock me from off thatthrone lord knows
if a seed grows within you know it shall blossom
and all the trails left behind they are not forgotton
you see cause all my actions have never been so easy
and my mind was never quite so clear you see cause girl
said this day we have won

These days the barriers they are growing so weary
what has been realized in time we just miss the memories yes we do
we can grow strong we can grow strong together
topple all topple all and prosper 
you see cause all my actions have never been so easy
and my mind was never quite so clear you see cause girl
said this day we have won

this day we have truly won
this day we have won
this day we have truly won yes we've won

this day we have truly won
this day we have won

Seed

Eat

Outside your ocean
My feelings they will burn
Below the surface
I cant feel warmth

Try to resurface
Breathe out for once release
Tracing endless circles
Our paths are dug too deep

Just like abandoned trust I will work my way back into you
The gaping distance I shall consume

Stir it up
Eat now
My hands are clean
Despite repeated accusations
I do not fiend

I’ve had my blinker on for about past couple hundred miles or so
I’ve had my blinker on for about past couple hundred miles or so
I been thinkin’ bout taking a turn for longer than you could know
 
Said you been tailin’ me ridin’ up close tryin’ to watch me move
Lord have mercy you been tailin’ me ridin’ up close tryin’ to watch me move
Now I can fake a pass, bob and weave or juke you out aint got nothin’ to prove to y’all
 
I may be riding lines but it’s just to keep you leanin’ in the driver seat
I may be riding lines but it’s just to keep  you leanin’ in the driver seat
Grooved road ain’t loud enough for me to shake off sleep

I’ve had my blinker on for about past couple hundred miles or so
I’ve had my blinker on for about past couple hundred miles or so
I been thinkin’ bout making a turn for longer than you could know


Blip Trio - Turn Signal

Heard the role was called
In my absence could you fill me in
Any which road may have led me here

Perhaps I been too far away
Or even a bit blind
Persistence is a memory that somehow survived

Long distance tropes that 
Keep us defined
My hopes press rewind

Aint no time for petitions any more
They never arrive in time
Futile words like novacane for the mind

Even condolences 
in time grow tired
My hopes press rewind

Heard the role was called
Perhaps it is due time
Sometimes deliverance abandons all that’s divine

Constant condolences
Take a drag or get dragged numb your mind
My hopes press rewind



Blip Trio - Rewind

I seek a space y’all
Beyond my birth
Stagnant waters flow into a parched earth
We speak of fate y’all
A passive stance
Actors trampled out beneath a passing chance
 Voice a distant voice 
Call and bring us back call and bring us back

Those of us buried alive been called mineral rich 
Those of us trampled by time were asked to dig the ditch were asked to flip the switch 


An elders voice
Is still hard to discern
Asks we heed the call now we have much to learn
This is a choice for every one of us 
To seek the truth
A truth that burns the skin yet stops a bloody flow 
Voice a distant voice 
Call and bring us back in time call and bring us back
    
Those of us buried alive been called mineral rich 
Those of us censored in our own minds were asked to dig the ditch were asked to flip the switch 

Distant fields define my smile
Fallen branches I can feel
The waters of my mind give the keys to dams I’ve long revered
Lets rotate y’all and focus on the fertile soil we’re said to own now hide the match it’s burning fast
Flip the switch the die is cast

Those of us buried alive been called mineral rich 
Those of us shut up in our own lives were asked to dig the ditch were asked to flip the switch 


 


Blip Trio - Mineral Rich


Men are standing on our shoulders now as we call their names
What a scene of disorder we’ve imagined today.
When we walk the streets alone the plows put down
When we hold each other’s hand fears aroused

Try to climb on board
As we spin
Our beliefs open borders
Now



You complain bout the slow pace of our day
There’s been years poured in 
Times blows sand away
Merry go round
Merry go round 
Merry go round
We’ve been left to play

When a raised fist is set to strike the power’s lost the power’s lost 
Picked up again in time we never answered the call
If what’s mine and yours is kin ain’t shit left in the door
Not much left of my blanket to shelter the storm

Try to climb on board
As we spin
The police have no borders
Now



We complain bout a slow pace of our day
There’s been years poured in 
Times blows sand away
Merry go round
Merry go round 
Merry go round
We’ve been left to play


Blip Trio - Merry Go Round

They called it a false start 

Yet my truth absorbs my fear and pain

Hustling ain’t no lost art

Shut your windows now and close the shades

Don’t preach no finish line to me

I’m just tryin to get ahead, tryin my best to get ahead


Over years I think I broke the clutch

Just adjusting trying to find my groove

Been digging up the buried crutch

Put new soles on my old traveling shoes 

Don’t preach no finish line to me

I’m just tryin to stay ahead, tryin my best to stay ahead



 Mark my words its just the prelude yall

We aint  even reach the stage just yet


Ghetto fabs got many victims lined in a row

I ain’t tryin to be one

I m just here tryin to get ahead

Tryin to keep from ending up dead

So many demons in my head lord

Just tryin to stay ahead

Tryin my best to get ahead


Blip Trio - Finish Line

If I could stand in the back
I’d have more patience
If I could do as I’m told
Maybe my cholesterol would go on and take a rest
If I could settle for less
Perhaps I’d be, Much more further ahead
If I could live on the edge
I’d have my aspirations whispered to the wind until the end

My days they are spent with less and less net worth and I‘m living cold as steel
My  faith has been thoroughly tried commitment to deliverance never far behind
A weakened spirit haunts my life
 repeated error on my mind
 and I am  living just as cold as the steel


Last night I went across the tracks
I found family kin and my voice from back in the day
Last week I raised that voice once
And was heard over the rumble and despair of the crowd
Trying to make some sense of it is when I discovered my two cents is far from enough
So I’ll just rolled up my sleeves and greased the ash from of my elbows to get back to work

My days they are spent with less and less net worth and I‘m living cold as steel
My faith has been thoroughly tried commitment to deliverance never far behind
A weakened spirit haunts my life
 repeated error on my mind
 and I am  living just as cold as the steel






Blip Trio - Cold As Steel

Blip Trio is a Rhythm and Blues group that blends the soulful sounds of Funk and R&B of the past with the heartfelt guitar and voice Blues of the Southern United States. The group formed in Florence, Italy in 2013 from members of the Crossover/Indierock groups Upstream and Me and My Mule. The tunes draw from a minimalist dialogue between the instruments and the driving sound of the trio comes out of evasive harmonic moments contrasted with abrasive sounds full of aggression and mud. The lyrics speak the tragic comic language of the true blues.

Blip Trio is:

Justin Randolph Thompson – Vocals and Guitar
Simone Falcone – Bass
Francesco Amadio – Drums

Blip Trio è un gruppo Rhythm and Blues che lega le sonorità soul e funk dell’ R&B dei tempi passati con i Blues sentiti e incisivi del Sud degli Stati Uniti.
Il gruppo si è formato a Firenze con membri dei gruppi Crossover/Indierock Upstream e Me and My Mule.
I pezzi partono da un dialogo minimale tra gli strumenti. Il suono accattivante deriva da momenti evasivi e armonici in contrasto con elementi aggressivi e melmosi. 
I testi, in inglese, parlano il linguaggio tragicomico del Blues vero.

I Blip Trio sono:

Justin Randolph Thompson – Voce e Chitarra
Simone Falcone – Basso
Francesco Amadio – Batteria

bliptrio@gmail.com