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Gruñona

by Half Gringa

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1.
Marte 03:18
Green green green green grass Blue blue blue blue glass Answer when I ask, “Are you coming back with scars?” Fist fight, full armor, aren’t I a charmer? I don’t feel any warmer Am I coming back from Mars? Little blue planet Gold pan of panic Who has the bandwidth to wake up purified? You suffer like it’s nothing You suffer like it’s nothing And I suffer like it’s nothing And I take it on the chin, I take it on the chin Every time
2.
Don’t force my hand, don’t keep asking me to dance we all know that you’re a man, like you said That seems kind of desperate to me, but it’s your misery, it’s your winning streak Blood full of spit, could I tell you the truth? I can’t tell you apart in the dark I take it in stride, your sweet slippery asides Did you take me for a fight? It don’t take much, it’s the Pennsylvania Dutch Did you make that with your hands? Did you make that with your hands? Torn under bus tires Hewn & wooden No I couldn’t take this anger, lose my temper in your presence It’s not worth it Worth, I earned it
3.
I was too tired to tell you to stop Dishes in the garbage that wanted to be caught I was unaware, staring at the fridge You slammed the dishes on the table And I've forgotten what she did But I cannot look away from that ugly scene in my mind In my mind, seven years Seven years since I threw that fight I was too lonesome to get you to go No battle cry, but I do wine Somehow you still don't know I am such a fool, sitting on my hands No matter how you liberalize you'll always keep your land But I cannot look away from that ugly scene in my mind In my mind, seven years Seven years since I threw that fight Tearing through a field Soft shoe taps the ground Couldn't take a loss Tell to the cross I was doing so well for so many years It's a classic, domestic, summer event
4.
I was caught off-guard in a darkened bar I tried not to stare at your pretty hair Whispered sentences that I should have said In a locked bathroom to a shower head Too much reticence, I'm intelligent enough to know that it's in my head This insipid dread Sort of contact sport Sort of contraband It's just too soon I tell myself each afternoon I'm not convinced, honest haven't seen him since But I sit around and invite this shit Sort of mourning band Sort of language I don't understand I make jokes They're smash and grab, second hand smoke And I do believe that this will not stop happening to me Maybe if I keep talking myself through the play Quit sulking, loose promise to stay Chin-chucking relatives in other states I'm nothing without what I need to say I'm just a body I'm just a body of water I'm just a body I'm just a body of water
5.
Anti-Thermos 03:32
Ride home from a party on 18th street So much ceramic in your carseat What of person doesn't own a thermos? You say you like the weight, the feel I can't really see the appeal I hold one mug in each hand As we exit the Dan Ryan I'm sure this won't get too far My paper bag is this car I try to keep breathing I make mean jokes for no good reason You can drop me off right here Probably shouldn't have had that last beer Strange farewells as we pull onto the cross-street Why did I ever bother sitting in the front seat?
6.
Be My Ghost 02:39
It's gonna be a while until I find any blood It's gonna be a while until I find any blood Tell me when it starts to hurt Maybe I'll do the right thing and stop Maybe I will, but probably not. I got a bruise inside my face I got a bruise that ice won't brace Hidden purple battle shade Jealous bitch, soldier brave But I'm not cloth, I forgot. Be my ghost, be my ghost, baby, please. Oh you don't, no you don't survive me. When I push back the rock, you will rise, you will stalk. And I'll say, "Stalk away, ghost of mine." Sit and splay, pine away Curse and cry, spook and spy You and I You and I, ghost of mine
7.
I was there, looking up the mountainside I was there when you said it was alive It's not god burning through the anthracite I'm over night, I'm overnight We drove by a truck of bones in plain daylight Just a pile, unconstrained, I went white The takeoff made me cry, but I took it, tell me why I didn't come here just to lie I didn't come here just to try My fear hooked my arm Stole me from where I'd come Left me for dead? Oh please, I can get up and leave More champagne, no complaints, knees on tile, my suitcase Dragging me through the streets. My fear hooked my arm Stole me from where I'd come Left me for dead? Oh please, I can get up and leave We wait in line some more You are the quiet one now You were an architect, once, I can tell Waving on parade whenever I'm awake Sleepless I'm unseen, I don't make mistakes 25 no kind advice that I won't take We made all the same signs Two sets at the same time I mistook my loneliness for bravery
8.
Peach Season 05:15
They come, stippled sighs, sheaves of life I leafed through on the train I still suck on sweet and bland, I close my chest with two hands Pressed up awake for miles of cumbersome humidity Summer gets away from me, thank god I remember my mom and what she said Thoughts thread, I’ve long lain in this bed I’ve seen most things I need a peach branch, green for peace Wick and raw, past your reach Every word that bloomed in my mouth Mixed so I can’t figure out What hurts where, I need air Pushed myself and fell to knock it free Poured the life out of me Can you see it long and lean? I leave, reflecting hard, monuments to my incompetence in this car Every time I get the chance to talk through our whole circumstance Succumb to brackish dread and sweet insensitivity Midwest winter brings out tooth and claw In December I thawed too soon for you Laid truth on ice, torched the proof I’ve said most things I need a peach branch, green for peace Wick and raw, past your reach Every word that bloomed in my mouth Mixed so I can’t figure out What hurts where, I need air Pushed myself and fell to knock it free Poured the life out of me Can you see it long and lean? Sick inside, it ebbs and flows like low tide And I know what you are up against, future, past and present tense But all the truth is maimed by me, the plainness of my empathy Must be nice to just be living, honey I’m a talker and a wanter and a winner I'm destroyed, ooo, your eyes, doe-wide in the deep dreams I hide Concrete clots my chest and yet you scoop me up I need a peach branch, green for peace Wick and raw, past your reach Every word that bloomed in my mouth Mixed so I can’t figure out What hurts where, I need air Pushed myself and fell to knock it free Poured the life out of me Can you see it long and lean?

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Songs and lyrics by Isabel Olive
Arrangements by Isabel Olive, Sam Cantor, Andres Fonseca, Ivan Pyzow, and Sean Saville
Produced by Isabel Olive and Andres Fonseca
Mixed by Andres Fonseca and Ivan Pyzow

Isabel Olive: guitar, vocals
Sam Cantor: guitar, vocals
Andres Fonseca: bass
Ivan Pyzow: trumpet, vocals
Sean Saville: Drums

Recorded at MINBAL Studios and our various apartments
Mastered at Gravity Studios

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released August 18, 2017

Album art is a linocut print by Isabel Olive, circa 2007.

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Half Gringa Chicago, Illinois

Emerging from Chicago’s indie music scene, Half Gringa creates music informed by contemporary indie-rock and Latin American and midwestern folk. The name Half Gringa is both a tribute to and study of her legacy, stemming from a childhood term of endearment as “la Gringa” in her Venezuelan family and her bicultural experience growing up in the United States.

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