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Live At The New Deal Cafe

by ilyAIMY

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Glom of Nit 05:32
Out of Savannah Up through the Carolinas The rhythm of the pines Reminding me the finest things are moving The finest things are moving Quick In & out of Richmond Strings & things & fingers fast Unload break down & then repack Rinse spit repeat get paid come back If the finest things are moving We get finer by the hour Yeah if the finest things are moving We get finer by the mile [Doppler as ilyAIMY flies by... ] I had a home for seven years Two cats & a yard Wifi re-fi the neighbour's kids said "hi" every morning this time they say that they are moving I can't wait until they're moving Next stop up the road It's Washington DC One big monument to status quo & cash & greed Their roads are just a symptom Of the overall disease We give that town a wide wide berth The traffic & the companies We keep on moving God knows that they ain't moving Turn left No rain nor snow nor gloom of night can keep us from our task no Hell high water rising tide can still our restless hands at last the rivers crush the mountains but our voices never tire our bodies movement is the finest thing and our music is a fire our fire ©2015 rob Hinkal
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Oracle 05:06
I come to you, humble and willing, brave stepping over the bones of my brethren I wouldn't come here if I wasn't desperate, but I am too small, I cannot lift this. One cement block could hold all I love each moment sinking deep in the mud and I would do everything in my own power but I am too small, and so is the hour. And will I never be great because I refuse to be cruel will I always be afraid will I always need an oracle? They said you were great, and they were not lying, but why is greatness so terrifying great and terrible ... always in pairs so we come to an oracle, trembling and scared And will I never be great because I refuse to be cruel will I always be afraid will I always need an oracle? I do not steal like the rats in the rosebushes I do not kill like the owl in the forest I do not lie like the leaders of fortresses so will I die with the kind and the powerless? I do not steal like the rats in the rosebushes I do not kill like the owl in the forest I do not lie like the leaders of fortresses so I will die with the kind and the powerless. And I say that I will never be great because I refuse to be cruel and I will always be a little afraid I will always be little, but I would rather be little than ever be an oracle. - © Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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This one-sided blind side was not the right side for me Just cause I’ve got something for you does not mean you’ve anything for me And falling through the cracks with no safety net at all Makes the cheap seats even cheaper and gives a surer sharper fall What did any of it mean? Who’s gonna save me? I think I’ve overlooked something in the room… This over-arching roof is guaranteed you’ll have nothing left but no fear of anything Never cold and never hungry just stay huddled close to me I am the sum of every little thing you need You poor and huddled masses yearning to be me You’ve got nothing left to fear but fear itself and me What did any of it mean? Who’s gonna save me? I think we’ve overlooked something in the room… Fool me once and blame the student Fool me twice and blame the teacher Fool me thrice and blame the master Or maybe start looking back… I’ve heard it causes cancer I’ve read it cures the same It’s been known to shift its stance and ask askance if you thought everyone else here had changed It’s been known to toe the line and place its weight upon the scales it’s been known to slowly shift around It’s been known to tell a joke and call the shots and pull the strings And everybody knows it really gets around What did any of it mean? Who’s gonna save me? I think we’ve overlooked something in the room… Fool me once and blame the student Fool me twice and blame the master Fool me thrice and blame the system Or maybe start looking back… - © 2013 rob hinkal
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Phantom 04:24
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Baliset 04:47
I’m headed for the rocks again Silent all the way Oh to go my mother’s way Screaming all the while By now I know I’ll take anything Any given chance My fear is I’ll take everything and leave no one left standing But Oh my queen my wife You won’t get a piece of me Though I will come for you Just as they’ll come for me My sihaya sihaya To crown or kill me And I’ll bear you to the rocks again Belittled all the way Oh to go my cousin’s way Kill after kill after kill But I keep my teeth unto myself Keep my weapons clean Stil you’ll throw me to the sands for this And run my children to the ground. But Oh my queen my wife You won’t get a piece of me and I will come for you Just as they’ll come for me My sihaya sihaya To crown or kill me Damn what I won’t do Damn what I won’t say to you I won’t tell you how it ends Or who abandons you Just damn what they will do to you So I’ll bear you to the killing fields And place you on the line I’ll dig your hole myself my friend Just like I’ve always done And when my war is through with you Had its way as I I’ll shed my tears for the way it died And wash my hands of you And oh my Love my Life You’ll have what is left of me I will come with you After they’re done with me My sihaya sihaya To have and hold me. © 2009 rob hinkal
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Promised you would love me more than any other man the time you said it first, and we made love in your bed you're gonna have to trust me on it, sometimes you forget 'cause I didn't take it down no, I didn't take it down. Years now, I'm agonizing over the painting you made to keep me company in my lonely apartment I moved it to a different wall I don't always have to see, but I didn't take it down. no, I didn't take it down. Oh, so many things floating in the air my heart is your balloon, but my head so heavy, dear. You call me your shelter, but I have no home I ask for so little. You won't ask for more. My one and only comfort when it comes to either/or is I didn't take it down no, I didn't take it down. Oh, so many things floating in the air my heart is your balloon, but my head so heavy, dear. My head so heavy, dear. And I cannot seem to put it down. I cannot seem to put it down. © Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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Spring 06:45
I can't believe This is the way it's going down Glass houses on the ground and Stones thrown all around The only way that that can play out Is on a flat flat earth On a round round world It's bound to come around again again it's bound to come around around again I can't believe this is the way it's going down rage & rape & rhetoric But we monkeys like our vengeance quick But you think it's justice Even when it's "just us" But on a round round world It's bound to come around again again it's bound to come around around again Spring will come I can't believe This is the way it's still played today White man jumps and Black man pays One man Trumps all the sense around the world today Whether weather withers Texas Or whether Mississippi drowns today I see someone serving up a toast Drunk & stinking seeking sense But you just have To go & do the math It's bound to come around again again it's bound to come around around again I can't believe Two two sixteen Cold war's back But it's just a meme Oil's cheap The sun is bright It's a February spring It's bound to come around again again it's bound to come around around again Spring will come ©2016 rob hinkal
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Good Heart 02:43
And the bud bloomed once now a Monument and the heart beats blood yeah the heart beats blood like a good heart should like a good heart does. Still some nights it feels empty as a painted shell drained so slowly through a pinhole I hid it for the hunting but I did it far too well now no one can find it not even myself (REPEAT VERSE 1) Hey you take the weight off broken legs sling up arms and hands but the heart keeps on working even when it's on the mend resting on the edge always headed for the floor always steady at the ready even if you don't know what for (REPEAT VERSE 1)" ©2015 Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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Steel 08:41
there¹s a lot of hands here no finger prints to be spoken of I fear my finger tips have all been worn smooth there¹s a lot of hands here and they¹re pushing and pulling and stroking and grasping I fear my palms have been worn too smooth too much road-kill to-night the path was clogged with bits and pieces and parts of thoughts that don¹t sit with me too kindly too much road-kill to-night I saw a woman struck by a truck and I think she made it but her baby did not belt lying there like a dead snake flannel lies there like a dead snake skin but the armour¹s off and I¹m talking less and I think I should try and talk a little less I¹ll strip another layer I will bring it down to my skin I¹ll find the stone that lies so deep inside. maybe the tears you cry aren¹t quite like mine but I¹ll kiss them away I¹ll open up my chest and take you inside I¹ll kiss this pain away from you. It¹s strange to hear crickets again I guess I¹ve been in the city too long it¹s strange to see your face again I guess I¹ve been away too long it¹s strange to touch you I forget how your nose goes to chin goes to cheek again goes to lips again. I do not bring you my tears because I expect you to wipe them away I bring you my wounds because I think that you might kiss them away and over these years this world has taken so much blood out of me and over these years this world has taken so much out of me I tell you one thing my ribs are made of steel and they could not take my heart out of this if they tried my ribs are steel and they could not break a piece off of me if they tried © rob Hinkal
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Minotaur 04:13
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New American 06:03
This year has been an exercise of just how much I can sympathize with the fallacy of compromise and knowing when to duck Who’s in who’s out you gotta learn just when to bail out This year has been an exercise and I’m all worn out I wish there was a pill Take it quick and never feel ill Fall in line dry swallow 2 and never read the bill I I wish there was a pill Take it quick and never question it It’s the medicine man It’s the cure for being an American This year has been an exercise but it’s better than a diet Obsessing over something’s size swearing everyone’s a liar Breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out you gotta know what it is and what it’s all about This year has been an exercise and I’m all worn out I wish there was a pill Take it quick and never feel ill Fall in line dry swallow 2 and never read the bill I I wish there was a pill Take it quick and never question it It’s the medicine man It’s the cure for being an American We used to say I don’t care what you look like I don’t care what you make We used to say I don’t hate the player I sure just hate the game We used to say I don’t care where you came from I just care why you came But today somehow a brave new world has seen a brand new day So be careful what you say Take this pill, take it quick and never feel ill Click to sign, dry swallow 2 and never read between the lines Take this pill, take it quick and never question shit It’s the medicine man, but how is this American? This year has been an exercise of just how much I can exercise my willingness to empathize with anything around us Get out get out get out get out you gotta know that you failed now This year has been an exercise and I’m so much stronger now We don’t need a pill, nothing saccharine to never feel ill I’m feeling fine, You gotta learn to read between the lines We don’t need a pill, take the poison in but always question it Take your medicine man, we’re gonna be the brand new Americans We don’t need a pill, something saccharine to never feel ill I’m feeling fine, You gotta learn to read between the lines We don’t need a pill, take the poison in but always question it Take your medicine man, we’re gonna be the brand new Americans
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The days are getting cold - There’ll be coats this Halloween. All the children are disappointed, all their sequins will go unseen. And the pirates and the goblins will steal you far away from me, leave me nothing but hollow faces, all used up of their flame. (chorus) There’s a whisper in my blood of something darker in the road, but if I can just make it ‘cross the bridge before the horseman runs me down, runs me down. The leaves are not the only ones who are losing all their green, shedding red glitter from my shoes no place is home this Halloween. And I cannot reattach all that has fallen away. That road doesn’t lead me back and there’s nowhere I can stay to rest … To stop this pounding in my chest. (chorus) No place is home. No place is home. No place is home. Please invite me to come inside – I can stay young one more night. Underneath this half-moon safety, we've got the rest of our lives. (chorus) © Heather Lloyd
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Bulldozer 06:19
Oh those men they frighten me with their talk of cars and guns and I was hoping you might comfort me with sense and eyes and skin breathing is the moment it's the moment caught inside of you it's the purging of the past so when I lie beside you breathing the moment's all I ask yeah the moment's all I ask Oh those men they frighten me when they talk their righteous talk they took out a church my Grandfather's spring and hush now baby, you know they can not bulldoze everything breathing in your hair I hold you here in my heart I ask you to hold me there as well I'm weeping it's like satin slipping glass it's like the moment is slipping past and this moment is all I have sharp wit shatters silence and sharp wit shatters bone I sense frustration in you under-estimated I'm cutting up the time like a clock keep your voice beneath me I know it keeps your breathing easy but keep your voice beneath me because you know you still are breathing and oh you know you frighten me with your talk of boys and fun and I was hoping you might comfort me I was hoping you might cover I was hoping you might breathe with me I was hoping you might breathe. ©2000 rob hinkal
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No, It's Me 07:58
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My Demons 05:45
When I am gone, maybe too young And when you mourn all you might’ve done Sipping your whiskey, singing my songs And cursing my demons, got me after all Spare me your pity, give me my due And think more of me than you do of you ‘cause you loved my demons (though you’d never say), Beloved mistress kept in the shade ‘Cause my so-called angels did me no favors Caused as much trouble as the devil ever did Loved the wrong men, played savior So heavy a conscience for so good a kid But oh, the forgiveness, I’ve known in the dark The velvet obsidian of my broken heart … Would I be different, trade in my blues For all of that sunshine that’s working for you? ‘Cause my kind of fire drives me to the ledge Where I look over, flames at my back. And I do not jump, and I’m not consumed, But when I’m myself they say I am doomed Maybe it’s true … maybe it’s true So, when I am gone, maybe too young And when you mourn all I might’ve done Sip on your whiskey. Go ‘head and sing all my songs, But be kind to my demons With me all along. © Heather Aubrey Lloyd 2017
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Counting 06:20
I spent 8 hours driving yesterday seems only 4 spent moving I spent since Friday on the road and roaring and since this morning I've been stalled it's been 4 days since I last touched these strings that momentum could be hard to break I spend so much time so crunched up and cramped I feel like screaming - I feel like screaming it's been 5 years waiting for this day when I'll be leaving I'll be strutting when I'm leaving I spent 5 years waiting for this release and release it is I've gleaned nothing save some man's idea that I'm better than I was before when in truth, now I'm simply poor that fucker seemed so very depressed that fucker does nothing that fucker seems so very impressed maybe that fucker would be better off dead the streets are clogged with the useless thrice damned and nothing more once cause born twice cause Living thrice cause damned cause they Live next door to each other and I'm thrice blessed and I bless my soul I can heave myself up out of this hole I count once cause born twice cause Living and I count you as I'm blessed thrice and I could you as I'm blessed thrice. ©2006 rob hinkal
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about

February 7th 2020, ilyAIMY played a full band show at one of our favorite local venues (OK, one of our favorite venues *anywhere*...), The New Deal Cafe in Greenbelt, MD. It was rob's birthday and a wonderful evening was perpetrated. Little did we know, it would be our last full-band show for the forseeable future as COVID-19 lockdown hit a few weeks later.

Luckily, rob captured a recording of the night and we're able to share it here. There are newer songs in their first recorded version (including some by Rowan Corbett who's more known as a percussionist with us), covers we haven't recorded, and older songs that have evolved with cello, drums and more harmonies since their original versions were recorded.

Relive the night with us. To our wonderful fans: we love you And We Miss You!

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released May 1, 2020

rob Hinkal: guitar, baritone guitar, vocals, cajon
Heather Aubrey Lloyd: guitar, cajon, djembe, vocals
Kristen Jones: electric cello, vocals
Rowan Corbett: bones, djembe, cajon, shaker, didgeridoo, guitar, vocals
Sharif Kellogg: keyboard, bass
Joey Jenkins: drums

Recorded February 7th 2020 by rob Hinkal at The New Deal Cafe, Greenbelt, MD newdealcafe.com
Mixed by rob Hinkal

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ilyAIMY is a percussive acoustic rock animal hailing from Baltimore, MD. Mixing genres from rock to folk to soul to bluegrass; flavours as varied as jazz and hip hop curl through what is undoubtedly one of the most exciting sounds in today’s folk(ish) music scene. Instrumentation includes acoustic guitars, cello, djembe, cajon, Irish bones, keyboard, bass, drums & harmonies. ... more

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