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1. So This Has To Do
I once thought I could
get my head in the game
I had to give up
I was going insane
It was a nasty blow
but it’s better to know
I once thought I could
get my head in the game
We used to go dancing
shake worries away
it set everything right
until night became day
and we all hurried home
hoping soon to forget
almost seeing the sun rise
until the sun set
Now maps make me nervous
they fill me with dread
How they seem to tease
with the lives I won’t have
Passed on too many chances
of playing the fool
I doubt there’s a heaven
so this has to do
2. Mild-Mannered Men
Soft-spoken men
In touch with their feelings
Slowly spending their miles
Mild-mannered men
You’ve met them for dinner
They dress up ever so perfectly
Playlists and podcasts
Comfortable couches
There’s some out there made for each of us
But not other people
They don’t know what they’re doing
They wont do, so you tell yourself
You’ve been spending way too much time alone
Soft-spoken preachers
Of life changing mantras
Make their way right past your heart
As do throwers of tantrums
Who speak from their livers
And just make you even surer that
Playlists and podcasts
Comfortable couches
There’s some out there made for each of us
But not other people
They don’t know what they’re doing
But they’ll talk until the music stops
You’ve been spending way too much time alone
3. Tropical Resort
Were I to have been a tiger
I suppose I could do nothing wrong
There’d be no allergies to haunt me
And no words to weave into my songs
My instincts could betray me
But I wouldn’t moan about it
My instincts would betray me
But I’d never dare to blame them
And all these hours I can taste
They’re mine and mine alone to waste
All these hours I can taste
They’re mine and mine alone to waste
Were I to have been vacation
I would be no tropical resort
I’d be a beat up little cottage
I would be a quirky mountain lodge
You’d be so glad to see me
Something to write home about
You’d be so glad to meet me
But so much more relieved to leave me
And all these hours I can taste
They’re mine and mine alone to waste
All these hours I can taste
They’re mine and mine alone to waste
Limited edition tape (Cassette + Digital Album) on Bandcamp
Limited edition cassete, only 60 copies made. This lovely edition released from Oakland’s Gaylords Party music comes in a soft paper package. Program repeats on both sides.
“Row” is also available as a bonus download with the physical version of “Slow”
Row
All songs by Francisca Cortesão
Arranged by Minta & The Brook Trout
Produced by Mariana Ricardo and Francisca Cortesão
Recorded by Nelson Carvalho, at Estúdios Valentim de Carvalho, Paço de Arcos, on April 3rd 2017, assisted by Marco Silva.
Additional recordings by Mariana Ricardo and Francisca Cortesão, at Hide and Make Inactive, Lisboa.
Mixed and mastered by Nelson Carvalho at Valentim de Carvalho, May 2017
Francisca Cortesão: vox, acoustic and electric guitar
Mariana Ricardo: bass *
Bruno Pernadas: electric guitar
Margarida Campelo: piano, keyboard
Tomás Sousa: drums and percussion
* electric guitar and fender rhodes on “Tropical Resort”, percussion on “Mild-Mannered Men”
Artwork by José Feitor