Spit

by Martha Rose

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04:00
woah, you try and teach me how to be mean but I can't stop just trying to please try and teach me how to be mean I can't stop just trying to please ever more, ever more, ever more, ever more you try and teach me how to be mean but I can't stop just seeing what I see try and teach me how to be mean I can't stop just seeing what I see ever more, ever more, ever more, ever more teacher, I'm gonna beat you, gonna take my hand from beneath the desk I don't wanna be the best that was something you could never understand I just did what I was told you try and teach me how to be mean but I can't stop just trying to please
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Sometimes I ask you the wrong kind of question sometimes I tire you out in the heat sometimes I see only chaos in the wings sometimes it's chaos that I need but I can't not say what I feel when it's there in my head and we wake up full of dreams bodies torn by foreign beds I know it might take a while to trust me I know you're shy like a beast I try to hold my tongue so you'll feel me I tried to show you peace but I can't not say what I feel when it's there in my head and we wake up full of dreams bodies torn by foreign beds it feels like chaos in the wings rub your toes in rosin it feels like chaos in the wings but the orchestra will count you in (instrumental) but I can't not say what I feel when it's there in my head and we wake up full of dreams bodies torn by foreign beds it feels like chaos in the wings rub your toes in rosin it feels like chaos in the wings but the orchestra will count you in
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03:39
Well I wasn't gonna ask but I guess you had to say and it's kinder to shoot an old dog on it's way out the back door with his tail between his legs don't look back, or you'll see what you left come on baby, spit in my palm, oh spit in my heart do you miss my little flaws? No-one else would've said but I guess you looked a bit closer than the rest and do you miss the way I talk almost incessantly? and I don't even care when you're not listening come on baby, spit in my palm, oh spit in my heart I can't sleep at night I'm too scared of knives and all I see is you and me in paradise, in paradise I can't sleep at night I'm too scared of knives and all I see is you and me in paradise, in paradise and we're waiting for a hush in the auditorium oh lower the lights and of course! you walk on and I hate all of my dreams for keeping you alive it's dangerous oceans you're seeing in my eyes come on baby, spit in my palm, oh spit in my heart.
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03:54
Are you scared of all the things we've started wanting to do? Are you scared of all the things I know about you? I'm quite scared when you kiss me like that I know, I'm not mad when you kiss me like that I know, what I never had I'll admit, I often seem at loss on a sea of words I'll admit, I often choose the ones that fit the worst I don't care when you kiss me like that I know, I'm not mad when you kiss me like that I know, what I never had please don't bring me down, I don't need that shit right now
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02:41
how now, little cat made of cow? what made you come here? how now, little cat made of cow? who were you in another life? how now little cat of cow can you show me around your place? what's your favourite sunny spot? and what's the deal with your cute little face? the question keeps coming who's gonna hold me who's gonna share the morning light with me? I've got a good idea who it could be but I'm not sure if he really likes me, ohh, only time will tell, till then, I'll live my own little version of heaven and hell how now little cat made of cow? can I stroke your underneath? how now little cat made of cow? don't burn your whiskers a feelin the heat let me dance the way you walk can you show me another beat? take me down on to all fours what the fuck you trying to do to me? the question keeps coming who's gonna hold me who's gonna share the morning light with me? I've got a good idea who it could be but I'm not sure if he really likes me, ohh, only time will tell, till then, I'll live my own little version of heaven and hell
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05:01
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Careful with your camera lense you know I only see, you pulled the shutter careful with the words you write you know I only read between the lines and tell me how you changed so fast tell me how you gave me all your anger? tell me, did I really break your heart, or did you pull the strings backstage for longer? Othello, Bro! I know how you feel, when I was a girl, I swore I'd never be a fool like you but here I stand, corrected Othello, Bro! It's just me and you, no-one else I know would choose not to believe the truth so pure, yet so hard to swallow Now I know I can't expect too much from you, I fear you gave it all to her now I know my love is true I came too late, you gave it all to her and you took years to hear my voice but you know just how strong she likes her coffee and you said I don't know myself, but you don't take the time to call me baby Othello, Bro! I know how you feel, when I was a girl, I swore I'd never be a fool like you but here I stand, corrected Othello, Bro! It's just me and you, no-one else I know would choose not to believe the truth so pure, yet so hard to swallow
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04:31

about

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12" LP available from Treibender Teppich Records:

treibenderteppichrecords.bandcamp.com

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The album is called ‘Spit’, because I read ‘The Tin Drum’ by Günter Grass when I was 16 and I couldn’t believe that anyone could write anything like that. There is a scene where a girl called Maria lies on the beach. She puts popping candy into the palm of her hand and asks Oskar, the boy who refuses to grow over 3 feet tall, to spit in her palm. When he does, she gets an orgasm. I decided to study German Literature, and later moved to Berlin. Then I got my first casio keyboard.

I am searching for the site of my own desire in these songs. Trying to understand my vast naïve romanticism, my fear and melancholy, and my dreamlike dances with nostalgic fantasy. I am exploring and trying to overcome a subconscious desire to be hurt and hurt again by choosing impossible situations: ‘the question keeps coming, who’s gonna hold me?/who’s gonna share the morning light with me?/I’ve got a good idea who it could be/but I’m not sure if he really likes me.’

‘Spit’ is a brutally true record. Every feeling was felt, and then translated into a picture I could transmit.

Martha Rose is a Berlin based English musician. Her music is a combination of casio pop and old English folk song. Melodies rule and lyrics slowly reveal. ‘Spit’ is her debut LP, to be released on limited vinyl by Treibender Teppich Records in November 2016. Produced in Stuttgart by Thomas Zehnle with drums by Kevin Kuhn and extra guitar by Deniz Winter. Mastered by Ralv Milberg in Milberg Studios, Stuttgart.

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released November 24, 2016

Written by Martha Rose - vocals, keys, some guitar, some bass, harmonies
Thomas Zenhle - some guitar, some bass
Kevin Kuhn - drums and percussion on Kiss Me, Lips, Othello Bro!
Deniz Winter - writer of guitar solo on Spit, guitar on Woe Woe Woe

Produced by Thomas Zehnle
Mastered by Ralv Milberg

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Martha Rose Berlin, Germany

London born Martha Rose lives in Berlin and works as a musician and songwriter. Her second album 'Undress & Dive After' will be released on Treibender Teppich Records & Martin Hossbach 31.07.2020 digital and 04.09.20 vinyl

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