Britta Pejic Summercholy

A pulsing layered rock dirge about being stuck in the eating utensils of giants or unnoticed between the typeset of discarded newspapers. Bat! Bi! Hiru! Lau! We've all been there!

From the album LATITUDE BERA available at https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com/music

Latitude Bera

Between the Tines

I recorded this cover using Logic Pro. 

Lyrics:
It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls
There's a man outside
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette
Now the light fades out
And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this
There's a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you
So now I'm alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals and S.U's
And things that I just don't understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a sly touch at times
I don't think it meant anything to you
So I open the door
It's the 'friend' that I'd left in the hallway
'Please sit down'
A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed
You know I hate to ask
But are 'friends' electric?
Only mine's broke down
And now I've no-one to love
So I found out your reason for the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts and I'm lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So it's time to leave
You see it meant everything to me

Are Friends Electric? - Tubeway Army Cover

A dream about experts in lab coats and clipboards watching you swim in a pool. You try to hide!

Late and Smart

This track is the first of 12 that will be released each month this year! The series is called "Urte Natural: 12 in 2024". All songs were recorded over a three or four year period in France. They also bounced a lot back and forth across the Atlantic seeking perfection! Stay tuned and also be sure to visit riffindots.com. Now tell the world!!

She's Wrong

Song # 2 of the "Urte Naturala: 12 songs in 2024" series. This song is STRUT-able!! With a flange-y guitar hook along with mixed metaphors I've collected from my dad over the years, this song pretty much wrote itself! My dad's skewed similes have included, but are not limited to "that guys wasn't always the fastest bulb in the west" and "he's as blind as a f#@$ing lemon!" So backing Pop's pearls of wisdom, imagine Ron Wood playing along in your elementary school music class to a post-punk disco beat!



Caught Red Tape Handed

As humans we are constantly assessing our own lives

Seeking, yearning longing for an answer so concise

How can we exist in such a universe so vast

And just how have we come to be with a never-ending past

Well yes, I am available for the soundest of advice

Yes, I do see double, but that helps me to think twice

Now supposing that my ganglia are plagued with residue

Imparting my experience that’s housed in sheer oblivion

Pearls before swine, except after C

It’s as plain as the bell on my face

you’ve opened up a can of ballgames

that’ll give you a taste of your own foot

I think like Billy Spooner*, but I’ve forgotten who he is

The lord’s a shoving leopard, and I hay he preally is

My thoughts are double helixes and they long to be complete

I’d ask you where my shoes are, but they’re right there on my feeeeeeet

It ain’t over ‘til the fat lady gathers moss

an inch in time is bliss

Don’t put all your ducks in a basket

Life just ain’t a bowl of easy street

You look at me askance as if I’ve really lost my wig

I implore you, though to hear me out, cuz this is something big

Time will heal what comes around and lemons can make waste

Opposites before the storm will make you lemonade

All that glitters in a twist, someone woke up on the wrong side of your tongue

Now the cat’s on the other side of the bag

Life’s a bitch when you’re having fun

Don’t cry over spilt silbver linings in time

When this song is nigh, I’ll sleep like a glove

You’re diamond in a storm

All is fair that ends in love and war and love

Caught Red Tape Handed

You are told, “She wears tiny step-ladder earrings,” which tempts you to enter the mind of someone you think you know. You enter. But suddenly, the vault door slams shut behind you with a pounding low C chord on the piano. You are now trapped inside! This song is oddly infectious, with a synth-wave pop hook and a mysterious entity whistling a cheerful yet foreboding tune in the distance. A mocking hollow-body guitar and a '90s Manchester bass groove add complexity. Also inspired by post-punk pioneers Wire and their 1987 release "Ahead"! Good luck escaping! 

Ladder Earrings

A song about trying to get out a town you had no idea you were in. The road signs don't help and people look at you askance. Tommy-era Ann-Margaret vocals narrate this quandary and YOU are the main character!There's a great guitar and synth hook and lots of shimmering soundscapes that ring in the chorus. A chanting coven escorts you out. It's melancholy and energetic- It's melangetic!

Cans of Tears

This is an epic multi-layered, multi-part musing on the topic of walking on pins and needles. BSG stands for "Bat Shit Girl" But who is "Bat Shit Girl?" You? Me? Someone I used to work with? D.) All of the above? Remember Nadine from Twin Peaks"? The one with the eye patch? Ed never had any idea what he was walking into with her. Same thing here!

This song has many hooks. Guitars chug in all of its corners. You stand accused by choruses everywhere. Chimes hit you over the head and the sitar greases the rails like how the cotton balls ease Nadine's noisy curtain rods! You'll be exhausted afterwards, I hope!

“If you point one finger, there are three more pointing back at you”! Riffindots doesn’t necessarily tackle the political issues of today, but rather she turns them inward. “Filth Tank” recounts that in all of us is inner turmoil and ugliness and it must manifest itself into an exterior human form that we all abhor but we just can’t get enough! So now your parade float awaits you! 

A seething guitar intro ushers you and a different guitar takes over chiming throughout as if it’s reverberating over a vast lake. Once you’re in, you’ll realize that this track is anthemic.

Filth Tank

This song is the title track fro the EP "Magic (It's a good thing that people aren't)

Magick (It's a good thing that people aren't)

Final Song on the "Magic (It's a good thing that people aren't)" EP

Cat Curse

This song was written around 2019-2020 during Australia's bushfire season. On television, we saw people seeking refuge on nearby beaches and in the ocean. Around the same time there was a huge fire on a nearby mountain between the towns of Olhette and Ascain in the Basque Country where I was living. The air quality was horrible, and once the fire was subdued, the charred remains of the mountain looked like a layer of flesh ripped from its side. The cause of the fires were "écobuage" or slash and burn farming. This is a method that dates back 8000 years, but will the earth coorperate with the man who thinks he can still rule in the age of drastic climate change?

Why We Light Fires

Why We Light Fire

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This song is based on a true story
Yet is embellished and excruciatingly untrue! 
It recounts that tale of stepping on a nail
And the terrors of tetanus ensue.  
The protagonist escapes with her jawline agape  
And the thousands she meets have this affliction too! 

The lyrics are medically inaccurate. But the saga could easily fit into a deranged musical! The chorus has a snarling organ, evil acoustic guitar and sinister Clav. The coda culminates in an explosion that will leave listeners agog!

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You have an unpleasant and arrogant neighbor. I don't condone violence, but what if you dusted off that catapult you have in the cellar and loaded that mean neighbor in it? Your other neighbors just might thank you. 

The Catapult

Olive You (Canto dell'Olivo)

Fluzzerly Squuzzed II (Remastered)

A Cover of Talk Talk's "Life' What You Make It"

Life's What You Make It

A teenager in 1986 Portland, Maine listens to that one instrumental track over and over again!

10 Fluzzerly Squuzzed II

A song about a person who steals a monument to save his life!

Heavy Heart

Britta Pejic The Manhole Yarn

It's vision quest-y.

https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com

Spring Roll Skin

When you couunt every roundabout in your head within a two mile radius to help you get to sleep. But then the drivers are just awful!!

Riffindots

A song about shame with references to Hawthorne, Baudelaire and Coleridge, yet nobody cares because everybody needs a quick electronic fix, so they don’t notice other peoples’ shame or embarrassment.

There's A Letter

Singer/songwriter Britta Pejic (who now releases music under the name RiFFiNDoTs) has a songwriting career that has spanned over two decades and two continents! She finds inspiration in the mundane and spins wildly epic tales (giant onions, America folding in half, etc.) that are set to colorful psychedelic and textural rock and pop. It’s been labeled as ear candy, with codas sung in French, chants sung in Latin, and measures counted in Basque. Be sure to visit Riffindots.com for more fanfare and antics!

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