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Tijuana Scrapbook

by Vinyl Magnolia

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1.
[Instrumental]
2.
She said “I like to do it my way” Took a trip down the interstate highway Driving south from the sun at Solana Beach I thought deep about nothing Absent mind that she seemed to find touching With a view of the cross at Soledad And we disagree About the west coast She’s trying to run away But I, oh I, I feel home We had strawberry mojitos Sunsets and the buzz of the mosquitoes The taste of the border towns Stretch marks of the US dollar Anywhere she knows I’d follow Mist on the August nights We disagree About the west coast She’s trying to run away But I, oh I, I feel home And we disagree About the west coast She’s trying to run away But I, oh I, I feel home
3.
Glossolalia 04:13
I’m forging faces from the moss in the walls Tell me your secret Can’t promise I’ll keep it It seems I’m tied in too and tagging along Numb, void of feeling And senses sent reeling We’re speeding by so fast I can’t set my eyes Dust in the rear view I’m dying to hear you Living between the days and burning through time Losing the freeway We’ll hide out in Tiyei You take it easy just however it comes Sliding away At night on the run I’ll trust the voices never speaking in tongues They’ve hurt me before I’m forging faces from the moss in the walls Tell me your secret Can’t promise I’ll keep it It seems I’m tied in two and tagging along Numb, void I’m feeling All senses sent reeling The situation’s slipping out of control Oh why don’t you face it? So calm and complacent Slipping so seamlessly between different roles Order some starters, A round of horchatas You take it easy just however it comes Sliding away At night on the run The kiss of danger breathes some air in your lungs Don’t take the money Don’t take it and run The knives are out to blind our eyes from the sun You cut all your teeth Not quite to the gums I’ll trust the voices never speaking in tongues They’ve hurt me before
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Baby, I heard that you were leaving I felt like I was bleeding 'Cause you're my only one Baby, I need to hear your reasons I feel like I am grieving 'Cause you're my only one Close up your hand I don't want nothing If it ain't you Babe give me something Close up your hand I don't want nothing Turn 'round I just want you Baby, I got so many questions You left such an impression 'Cause you're my only one Baby, I'm spilling out confessions Becoming my obsession 'Cause you're my only one Close up your hand I don't want nothing If it ain't you Babe give me something Close up your hand I don't want nothing Turn 'round I just want you
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Voodoo's Run 04:52
Watch the sunset in your eyes I'll let this memory televise across the stations in my mind Simple signals, subtle marks A guiding light it's not too hard Don't leave me ciphers in the dark Time shakes The wild tastes Of everything under this sun Paint it red while we're still young Your mind plays A Miles Davis song To get you through the wire Driving down the Voodoo's Run Wide awake it's four to two Arrestive ocean of certitude Cut your hair there's nothing to lose Trouble inbound late tonight Arriving on the red eye flight They say you can run but you can't hide Runaway boy turning grey Electric hand that twists our fate Sail to port Halcyon Bay Such a menacing contrast Oh give it time this too shall pass Are we sharing dreams that this will last? Time shakes The wild tastes Of everything under this sun Paint it red while we're still young Your mind plays A Miles Davis song To get you through the wire Driving down the Voodoo's Run Fall asleep by the window I dream of your return In the tears of the sun all the waves crash and burn Fall asleep by the window I dream of your return In the tears of the sun all the waves crash and burn
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[Instrumental]
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I spend the mornings with my eyes out a window, counting the orange cars I pass Reaching back for what I took for granted Through fissures in the glass Wishing a third of it all away at a time, Can’t help thinking I’m playing wrong, Populating my daydreams with ideas of people, and you but you’re probably wrong Same style on repeat Same train-car every week It’s my favourite consistency Same socks to your knees Pink Converse on your feet I’d give anything for you to talk to me I fear I’d only say, things that’d probably turn you away so I’ll just bleed into the canvas Note all the actions of strangers for stories, maybe make sense of the madness Joe sits by the doors always sweating like he’s in a sauna, working on his scrapbook he began while he was in Tijuana Giving updates every Thursday afternoon You always seemed to be amused Same style on repeat Same train-car every week It’s my favourite consistency Same socks to your knees Pink Converse on your feet I’d give anything for you to talk to me
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Indifferent directions A burner phone, there’s no reception From the mountain on which we observe Inhale documentaries A full Rolodex of fake memories Tip your hat to the lucid chauffeur Falling out, falling in, I can’t keep my head straight on for a single minute A foot in the desert and one in the door The Acid Moon Highway’s a trip it’s a no-brainer baby you’ll pick it up quick Tear a hole in the fabric of norm Ambivalence inching Selling fake stolen Da Vincis You convinced me you’d never get caught I dream of the city Magenta and blue eyes pierce through me as I fall asleep on the living room floor Blinding eyes to misgivings, a feeling inside I don’t dare give admittance A foot in the desert and one on the shore The Acid Moon highway’s a trip it’s a no-brainer baby you’ll pick it up quick I don’t know if we’ve got very long
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There's a spot down there That you might just miss It's on the edge of town Where the borders kiss The walls are cracked With a weathered stain Just a run down bar Called the Hall of Fame And they call the barman "Pablo" But that's not his name Tequila and loneliness Is what you get in the Hall of Fame So you take a step Through the crooked door There's a neon sign And you can smoke indoors Swallow your pride And take a seat in the shadows You think you're in deep You ain't left the shallows And they call the barman "Pablo" But that's not his name Tequila and loneliness Is what you get in the Hall of Fame
10.
Don't touch my ego I just crashed out of a dream Where I was learning to sleep Don't fear my pillow But if you get a feeling to run You're not the only one Take me back, oh darling Take me back, oh oh Take me back, oh darling Take me back Don't be my hero I just want your sweet relief When I'm trying to find my feet Dome of Selenite In the distance you see the lights The city never seemed so quiet Take me back, oh darling Take me back, oh oh Take me back, oh darling Take me back
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[Instrumental]
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Cut through the weeds, kick out the back door of your mind Shouldn’t be afraid to dig around, see what you find That horde of skeletons that guard your box of lies Have stepped out of the closet much to everyone’s surprise A line of characters yet to be introduced So many options for you to pick and choose Starflower is coming through And I don’t know what I’m gonna do Old Billy Boxcar coughing up his lime green smoke Careful old timer, you know you’re liable to choke On the facts you won’t digest, because you think it’s such a joke? Oh brush it ‘neath the carpet and assume I just misspoke Biting the hand that gave you such a pleasant cruise Cut off the anchors, so there’s nothing left to lose Starflower is coming through And I don’t know what I’m gonna do The golden monkey’s sitting high up on his throne Watching the dogs fight over few remaining bones As he talks into his mirror just to feel he’s not alone To the sounds of sticks and riot shields from a golden gramophone Collecting memories with every single bruise Painting the perils, gonna hang them in the louvre Star power is pushing it through With no idea just what to do Death ain’t the answer so the outer voices say But the inner ones are tugging on that rope a different way As I slide between the alleys of despair and old dismay And I wonder will I ever meet that stranger? Caught in a bubble that I’m too afraid to pop Narrowly avoiding all the pointed mountain tops Oh, call the doctors, call the medics, call the preachers, call the cops Hope I’m still standing when the god damn penny drops Accepting offers only foolish would refuse Its time to turn the page and start on chapter two and Starflower is coming through
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You're playing at home but you're feeling away The light moves in shapes that your mind wants to make Taking a stab at something in the dark Can't find the spark, too quick off the mark The pit off your stomach, the bend of your bones You wait by the phone, feeling alone Take out your pearls and your diamonds too He's gone right through, they're looking at you The blood and the bruise always leads to the truth You dance in my dreams and I'm feeling confused Announcement inbound but it's all old news Switch on my mystic function Thirty seconds is all that it takes To shoot into space, listening to tapes Caught in a loop that you can't seem to break You can't seem to shake, it keeps you awake Stand on the stage, awaiting applause When the curtain falls, there's nothing at all Who knew the silence was so loud? You watch from the crowd in the absence of sound The blood and the bruise always leads to the truth You dance in my dreams and I'm feeling confused Announcement inbound but it's all old news Switch on my mystic function and the blood and the bruise always leads to the truth You dance in my dreams and I'm feeling confused Announcement inbound but it's all old news Switch on my mystic function and the blood and the bruise always leads to the truth You dance in my dreams but I'm feeling confused Announcement inbound but it's all old news Switch on my mystic function
14.
The air talks in code in the corner pockets of this dead lane Where the sinners sleep above the soon-to-be once-were saints And as the sun streaks the sky at the dawn of the crimson twilight Casings dance along the sand in the iris of a car’s brake lights You, you never said the words Or maybe I just misheard The bonds they were bound to break The weight is a lot to take A singer from in the dark A fragile and airy lark Drawn to the neon glow And the sonics of long ago Dark round Manchego honey Tuesday’s “Right on the Money” Shot gun outlook is sunny I’m so tired of fucking running Dark round Manchego honey Tuesday’s “Right on the Money” Shot gun outlook is sunny I’m so tired of fucking running Hey! Hold up hold up I need a moment to pick my head up off of the god damn floor Screw it on backwards so I can see behind if you think that what you’re doing is looking ahead Every night in the same martini bar Her eyes fixed upon the door Hoping to see only the same faces and nothing more You, you never said the words Or maybe I just misheard The bonds they were bound to break The wait is too much to take A singer from in the dark A fragile and airy lark Drawn to the neon glow And the sonics of long ago You’re falling amongst the stars And I don’t know where you are I tried to put up a fight To be hit with the neon lights the face is within the crowd it’s all so incredibly loud The margin is starting to fray It’s harder to run away These days
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[Instrumental]
16.
Started out with a miss A gap or a sliding door I could not see myself fitting in, oh what a fool Another portion of bliss Another day been wasted I could have been settling in to the groove Red star riders call it again Sights only visible to friends Align the scope so I can see Absent minded, listening in Creature still warming to its skin Watching this unfold The best view in the house And I love your ways And I love all the days That I find myself beside you In the break of the waves If I fall out of shape Or I fall out of phase Would you pull me back in orbit Or come slide off the page? Its like a drug, I’m away My head’s still up in the clouds No idea what I’ll say No idea when I’ll come down The little thoughts that I could not hide, once we started diving deeper and the doubt was no longer in sight Should we let them know? Or keep it all down low? Red light flashes once again Cars stop as soon as they begin I lined the streets that needn’t be Disney plus, Criterion Boundaries excised, the floor’s open I’ll just recoil from this false start Take hold, the curtains pull apart And I love your ways And I love all the days That I find myself beside you In the break of the waves If I fall out of shape Or I fall out of phase Would you pull me back in orbit Or come slide off the page? If I wanted to stay If I wanted to change Would it fall apart around me Would it all be erased? Oh internal debates An eternal malaise I might be my own worst enemy An awkward full case I can hold you in summer Would you hold me by winter flames? Yeah I know it’s still early But I could lie here until it gets late And I love your ways And I love all the days That I find myself beside you In the break of the waves If I fall out of shape Or I fall out of phase Would you pull me back in orbit Or come slide off the page? If I wanted to stay If I wanted to change Would it fall apart around me Would it all be erased? Oh internal debates An eternal malaise I might be my own worst enemy An awkward full case
17.
Left alone, what am I doing here? I should be home Been a Minute, Feels a Year Drink to me Caught between knowing and fantasy I should be going If this is a dream, why does it feel real? If this was a dream, I'd have learnt to feel Steal a kiss, 'cause I'll never have one Real as this Hits like a shotgun Left alone, what am I doing here? I should be home Been a Minute, Feels a Year If this is a dream, why does it feel real? If this was a dream, I'd have learnt to feel If this is a dream, why does it feel real? If this was a dream, I'd have learnt to feel If this is a dream, why does it feel real? If this was a dream, I'd have learnt to feel
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[Instrumental]
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Chase the white hare to the end of the road I’ll tail close behind the ghost of old Tom Joad Curse the nightmares that haunt in your wake Skimming stones ‘cross the moonlit lake Into the morning Into the morning Into the morning And cobbled street stones line the way home Another Sunday, together but alone Certain hangovers you fear to mend Sun kisses your eyes and takes your hand Into the morning Into the morning Into the morning Into the morning Into the morning Into the morning Wake up baby it’s okay I’ve got a thousand bad ideas to fill the Daylight that you fear you’ll waste Every moment has its place To sleep and dream, or wander through this Tired rock floating through space Into the morning... Into the morning... Into the morning... Into the morning... Into the morning...
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Drinking curdled milk with stale cornflakes It's just another time for you that my heart aches There you are again, your scent on everything Hint of chamomile and peppermint Wish you were here Wish you were here
21.
Neath the burgundy skies By the old hall of fame Eye to eye with our Jones And a partner unnamed Sucks smoke from his joint And exhales with a hiss “You can run all you want, kid But your shadow still sticks” Four guns stand prepared Each shot to a chest Three shut down the show One just hinders the mess Hold tight what you saw Through those Sangria eyes Ride on out from this town As the sun starts to rise
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From the birds eye view of the sky patrol People look like ants that crawl Through the sprawl and the sights Palm trees and red brake lights Two job commuters with mortgaged homes With salaries just to pay off loans On their phones on a break Their only chance to isolate Sirens sing in the midday sun Cars backfire and the crack of a gun On the run from the past Anyone can be a star Hollywoodland in Hollywoodland Hollywoodland in Hollywoodland On the sun kissed sand and concrete streets Where devils play and angels weep Asleep on the hill I never thought I’d be here still It’s the riot city where the fires rage And fantasies leap off the page To the stage and the screen Filling heads with long lost dreams Art Deco theatres on the boulevard A concrete river with abandoned cars There’s stars to follow But everyone needs a dollar Hollywoodland Hollywoodland Hollywoodland in Hollywoodland

credits

released August 19, 2021

All songs written, performed and produced by Dillon Anderson and Louis Humberstone




Additional credits:


"Glossolalia"
Contains audio sample from Grease 2

"Voodoo's Run"
Lead Vocals: Chloe Lagrenade

"Tower of Babel"
Samples "Pulsar City Alarm" (1984) - Adams & Fleisner

"Pink Converse"
Additional Vocals: Gina Craven

"Don't Touch My Ego"
Co-Lead Vocals: Chloe Lagrenade

"The Ballad of the Bonsel (Interlude)"
Spoken Word: Slats

"Starflower Blues"
Additional Guitar: Ethan Boulton
Additional Vocals: Katie Hart

"Oaxaca Martini Bar"
Additional Vocals: Chloe Lagrenade

"Hollywoodland"
Additional Vocals: Lauren Moyle



Cover Art by Louis Humberstone

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