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Abhi Vs. Kato II: Gold Standard

Bozo

All (Acoustic)

Aren't We Ever Gonna Be More Than Friends?

Drain My Sewage Pipe (Sex On My Mind)

Not Your Average Other Guy

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Additional vocals by Ben Burwell
Produced by ICETEP, Andy Thompson, and Lazerbeak
Bass by Ian Allison

LYRICS
Summer on the subway
whole city sweatin on the platform 
And the 4 would go to my place
but there’s bodies pressed against the train doors
I’ll wait til the next one comes—
been wearing that phrase out
It’s hard to meet someone
to unmeet the last one somehow
 
Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
But just one me and lately she’s breaking down 

Oreos and bourbon
I rent a movie and I watch it in bed 
That’s a B+ Thursday
and the past stays asleep in my head
But then the camera pulls back 
A sea of people out in the park 
I press pause, and I hear myself laugh
I lean in and I’m shot through the—
 
Hook

Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
Oh, I guess I’ll see you around 

I guess I’ll see you around

There’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
but only one me and she’s freaking out

Hook

Bury the Lede

Twelve to One

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Produced by Michael Piroli, Andy Thompson, and Lazerbeak
Pipa by Gao Hong

LYRICS
The razor’s free
but they get you on the blades it’s
basically 
on a know-to-need it basis 
Who’s gonna who’s gonna go and get it 
I’m on the road already 

Beijing 
to Bombay 
to Boise
Signal gets lost in the noise we
tune in but tap out before too long

Chatter on the intercom 
who’s gonna go and get it 
Someone else’s job
I’m on the road already 
But I keep the radio on 

The long wave
the last stations calling
The long wave
goes the way of all things 

Starve the guard dog and see what hunger does
it’s easy when we’re well fed to talk of love 
Panic bought a weighted blanket
now can’t get up to change the channels
lost cabin pressure in the living room 
What we wanted so bad, now we have it
still end up with parts not on the package 
just tryna put a new joint in solid bone 

Pull over 
read by 
the dome light
Shoulder 
to sleep on 
til sunrise 
But I listen in the whole night
scanning for a voice I know 

Rearview shows a cloud of dust 
a ghost arisen 
Windshield don’t show much
but I know something’s hidden 
so I spin the dial real slow 

On these straightaways
lonely steeplechase
only me to race home 
and I know it 
Day then night then day 
loop these interstates
More goodbyes than hellos 
I just go with   

Hook

Long Wave

Rude, Crude, and Uncouth

The Fisherman

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Produced by Lazerbeak and Andy Thompson

This is the song on the record that most reflects my come-up in indie hip hop. Lazerbeak’s beat is vibey and driving; the lyrics flex some wordplay and lean into a little swagger. (And, for those of you following along at home, this track contains the second Wizard of Oz reference: I’m like the good witch, bring the motherfucking house down.)

The verses are impressionistic: a quick self introduction, a sweep of highway rushing past, a free fall, and then a few verbal polaroids of the chaos of the world at large: drones overhead, a flood at the city’s edge, and the relentless call to get back to work, despite the perils.

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