The Monster That Ate Her (2019)
TRACK LIST
1. Crater
2. Doom Is a Flower
3. The Monster That Ate Her
4. Wild Dogs
5. Life on Fire
6. Mother
7. Sick with Love
8. So Soon Too Late
9. Mezzanine
10. Sundown at the Diner
11. Yellow Line
CREDITS
Mary Beth Kite, vocals; Matt Kite, guitar, bass, keyboards, vocals; Delia Gable, bass; Gibson Kite, drums. Recorded and produced by TWBA at the Kite House (Tacoma, WA). Mastered by Jonathan Plum at London Bridge Studio (Seattle, WA). Cover art by Delia Gable. Lyrics by Matt Kite. © 2019 Gargantuan Records/ TWUBBA Music (ASCAP).
REVIEWS
"The band’s name is fitting, because individual forces don’t explain the overpowering effect of the combination. At the conclusion of the 1969 movie, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid engage in a shootout with the whole Bolivian army. It didn’t go well for the pair. Carefully listening to the song 'Sick With Love' doesn’t bring an immediate understanding of why the single generates a strong magnetic attraction.
"Certainly, there are features of 'Sick With Love' that are extraordinary. The vocal skills are on display when the instruments fall away for two lines just beyond the two-minute mark. But the lyrics are sparse (included below) and the most appealing guitar work is a hypnotic, repeating sequence of four notes (first heard at 0:23). It is not complex, but the riff is highly effective as a hook. The rhythm is carried by a strong bass line and skillful percussion that seem most comfortable when fitting into the fabric of the song. Attention grabbing, No; praiseworthy, YES!"
— Indie Obsessive
"US outfit take us back to the early Britpop days with this Stone Roses-inspired belter ('Life on Fire')."
— Chris Bound, Mystic Sons
SEE ALSO: "Tacoma band The Whole Bolivian Army finds new edge, releases new album" (Kate Iida, The News Tribune).
Crater
don’t stop kicking
don’t stop screaming
don’t stop fighting
don’t stop breathing
fools say it’s raining
empty pleading
life means living
blood-hearts beating
don’t say you’re sorry
don’t say you’re leaving
don’t say you’re finished
love like you mean it
Doom Is a Flower
we’ve come for your demons:
your altar, your money
we’ve come for your comfort:
tailpipe and chimney
we’ve come for your trinkets:
so new and so shiny
we’ve come for your dream-sleep:
restless and empty
doom is a flower
we’ve come for your holy:
your laptop and phone
we’ve come for the white noise:
every twitter and moan
we’ve come here from on high
like the cloud in your lungs
we’ve come here to make good
each ladder, each rung
we’ve come for your demons:
your altar, your money
we’ve come for your comfort:
tailpipe and chimney
doom is a flower
The Monster That Ate Her
she built her life
by tearing it down
she taunted the monster that ate her
she smiled alone
with crooked teeth
she flaunted what age would take away
“Here now what’s this
strange little memory
falling down around me?”
“Here now what’s this
strange little memory
falling down, falling down around me?”
she found her beauty
by crawling through the mud
she wanted to soothe the ugliness
she lost her way
along a shiny white line
she wanted to prove her holiness
“Here now what’s this
strange little memory
falling down around me?”
she built her life
by tearing it down
she taunted the monster that ate her
“Here now what’s this
strange little memory
falling down around me?”
“Here now what’s this
strange little memory
falling down, falling down around me?”
Wild Dogs
wild dogs
run free
overland
over me
sunset
blood-red
night comes
to wake the dead
baby, baby
what do you need?
step it, step it
step it up, please
hunger
virus
beauty
bleeds us
tendons
organs
waste not
orphans
baby, baby
what do you need?
step it, step it
step it up, please
Life on Fire
drives to the park
and he goes for a jog
takes a little pill
and he sleeps like a log
whatever it is
dream it away
whatever it is
dream it away
whatever it is
dream it away
whatever it is
hides from her boss
while she gives her phone a look
spends every cent
that her husband took
whatever it is
hell to pay
whatever it is
hell to pay
whatever it is
hell to pay
whatever it is
life on fire
life on fire
Mother
she hides secrets
in planets of cells in your god
earthen blueprints
Jesus, the science, the sod
she’s in the wind
until the end
she carves satellites
in suffering and signals decayed
blind reentry
arteries, rivers remade
she’s in the wind
until the end . . . mother
she speaks with every tongue
she will take the poison
she burns brightly
in watchwords and waiting and want
wounded mother
from mantle to core, insufferable taunts
she’s in the wind
until the end . . .mother
she’s in the wind
until the end . . mother
she speaks with every tongue
she will take the poison
she’ll outlive everyone
she will take the poison
Sick with Love
I waited here for you to kiss me
with the kisses of your mouth
I tried to sleep but kept on spinning
lips and limbs slipping south
I am sick with love
I told the watchman if he found you
to send you straight to me
I heard your footsteps on the stone walk
I heard you turn the key
I am sick with love
I am sick with love
I am sick with love
I am sick with love
So Soon Too Late
because we want it
we need it
we crave it inside
because we saw it
we bought it
we shop ‘til we die
breathe for me
can you let it go?
feel the earth, the worms
beneath your feet
speak to me
can you feel it inside?
every step you take
can bring you home
because we want it
we need it
we crave it inside
because we saw it
we bought it
we shop ‘til we die
so soon, too late
everybody dies
feed the earth, the worms
beneath your feet
forgive yourself
and everyone you love
say hello
before you say goodbye
Mezzanine
she cries diamond tears
from the bloody mezzanine
she’s wringing her porcelain hands
God knows where she wants to be
come on, come on, come on
she swings from chandeliers
two-step on the parquet floor
she’s wringing every drop
preacher winks at the broken back door
come on, come on, come on
mmm . . . red rhythm in blood
the way the hips sway, the lips fray
answers the flood
she arms bombardiers
sky-high above molten flack
she’s raining death from above
God willing, she won’t go back
Sundown at the Diner
sundown at the diner
a woman orders the No. 3
outside the cool kids scatter
as thunderheads crush the peaks
twilight just a sliver
as the summer disappears
Main Street makes a river
the woman thinks she hears
sundown around the corner
old man in Room 22
his baby came here to soothe him
‘cause nothing else will do
I . . . will be there
I lost that day
I lost my way
sundown on the highway
radio spits dusty static
windows made for shutters
dirt devil cinematic
I . . . will be there
I lost that day
I lost my way
Yellow Line
I see these hills
for the first time
barely a glimpse
highway sign
I feel the road
and know I'll stay
I'm losing control
give it away
my skin is on fire
I burn on the inside
nothing to lose
nothing to hide
broken wire
yellow line
silo sky
this one's mine
this never ends
there’s always a first time
this never ends
there’s always a first time
this never ends
there’s always a first time
this never ends
there’s always a first time