Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Thriftworks - Low Speed High Drag EP



Well, now that I've had a day to listen to every track at least 10 times each and decipher (with Thrift Gang) the lyrics to Monkey On My Back, I believe I have found words to describe my experience of Low Speed High Drag, the newest release from self-made Jake Atlas, aka Thriftworks. As stated in my Bandcamp review, "Oh lawd praise Tlālōc for raining the milkiest of beats down on our souls. Jake never ceases to blow my mind with his creative flow, mmmph." With a Thrift Gang shout-out in Couple Glasses of Milk and the much anticipated release of Mug Wall, Thriftworks is sure to take you on a journey that only he can with his choppy and (mostly) inaudible vocal samples paired with his unique and best described as "milky" beats. Rain Game ft. Bläp Dëli, Ur Alive ft. Russ Liquid, and The Newter Shooter are equally as creamy as the rest of the tracks on this release and also highly loved by his fans; however, my personal favorite and the one which seems to be a Thrift Gang favorite as well is obviously the sad story delivered by the creepy Terry-D voice in Monkey On My Back. Check out the lyrics that Thrift Gang was able to decipher last night and don't forget to grab this EP on his pay what you want Bandcamp! (credit goes to CJ Bitner and Jason Larson for the lyrics):



Monkey on my back
the feeling is so amazing
cows in my pasture but they're still not grazing
I need the rain so I can get the berry
this shit is gettin scary
I'm holdin on barely

Front and Back and Side to Side
1,2,3,4 different ways I lied
if omission is a sin
I'mma need a heart transplant
This might be my last dance
You should take my fuckin hand

And yeah I drank that brew
made it myself from witches blood and some fruit
peaches, peaches, friends and bitches
Who am I supposed to trust when I myself am sneaky

At least that primate
Is just my mate
Try to show him how to keep it really high-grade
The monkey is a blessin but I never stop stressin
Livin day by day but goddamn it's pretty messy

I know I ain't flawless
I know I got problems
I know I should solve them
But I ain't even..

So take me to the shaman
Where did I go wrong, and
Can you give it up
Cause I'm feelin' fallen.

I know I ain't flawless
I know I got problems
I know I should solve them
But I ain't even..

So take me to the shaman
Where did I go wrong, and
Can you give it up
Cause I'm feelin'

Day by day is the way we play
Just cattle eatin grain
It's the cashmere dreams
It's the primate mind-state
that keep me in the time-frame
domesticate the beast
no steam for the high dream (?)
reasons for tweakin
it's the draw of the weekend
but the clouds bring rain that I really fuckin needed

Drip drop, and the rain hit the surface
I made you wet with no feelings and no purpose
Late bloomer with the early bird rumors
Only loved one --- (sounds like dove?), no pigeon or -----
It's a miscommunication in the biggest fucking station

Repeat episode
And the pig is now bacon
Forward the motion
Deep drink the potion
To draw, the gingah (?)
Pass on the lotion
Golden the colour
Sugar the mother
Lush is the Jungle
Remember your God (?)

I know I ain't flawless
I know I got problems
I know I should solve them
But I ain't even..

So take me to the shaman
Where did I go wrong, and
Can you give it up
Cause I'm feelin' fallen.

I know I ain't flawless
I know I got problems
I know I should solve them
But I ain't even..

So take me to the shaman
Where did I go wrong, and
Can you give it up
Cause I'm feelin' fallen

Forward the motion
Deep drink the potion
To draw, the gingah (?)
Pass on the lotion
Golden the colour
Sugar the mother
Lush is the jungle
Green is the order

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