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Glom of Nit
05:32
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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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2. |
Oracle
05:06
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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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Elephant Joke
05:57
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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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4. |
Phantom
04:24
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5. |
Baliset
04:47
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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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6. |
I Didn't Take It Down
06:21
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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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7. |
The Blacksmith
04:50
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8. |
Sober (Tool Cover)
05:22
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9. |
Spring
06:45
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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
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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
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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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Charm and Strange
03:40
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13. |
Minotaur
04:13
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14. |
New American
06:03
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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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15. |
No Place Is Home
04:15
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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
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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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18. |
No, It's Me
07:58
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20. |
My Demons
05:45
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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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21. |
Counting
06:20
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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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