We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Pinkie Promise

by Pinkie Promise

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $10 USD  or more

     

1.
King Of Hate 04:01
put away your saints and your mountain range of glass god knows your heels could use the break let us pray for the new york stock exchange and burn all the grass oh darling madness you wave this country like a flag with gasoline on your breath and bullets in your hands stand for the king of hate who says he'll lay down with the lambs he's burning pastures while sheep lay dreaming that I am what I am... count your bruises like blessings you can't choose says the noose aloof as the last boy who seduced you dangerous as a homegrown apocalypse with the kiss of genesis oh darling madness you wave this country like a flag with gasoline on your breath and bullets in your hands dance for the king of hate who says he'll lay down with the lambs he's burning pastures while sheep lay dreaming that I am what I am...
2.
a swoosh of moon she crawls in her cocoon trips on a rope provokes the thought of you a plume of unlit rooms of unmet dooms the whispered crumbs of promised altitudes haunt her tomb chrysalis tangled in an ancient mist nostalgia her perfume reminiscing on the glistening of vignettes yet to debut you you had me hang up my dirty laundry and you tore down every piece singing she loves me as if my unmatched socks were handfuls of forget-me-nots picked by an astronaut in a world I revealed where flowers flood the fields I never learned the butterfly but I never learned to yield cause just holding my breath will only ever keep me from breathing too deep even in my sleep
3.
you slithered out of your den shedding lies and bits of dead skin you and your friend cut through night like bats trying to get back into hell I fell into your range I was fifteen years old and they'd blame me for wearing a striped tee shirt told me you'd teach me how to drink all these years later now I think I know what you mean Miami nights still chilled my spine when you first put your lips on mine your hands were too demanding there was no misunderstanding I said we've never met before but we're not strangers anymore when you showed yourself inside I couldn't move I couldn't hide and honestly I tried to like it the first man who kissed me wasn't like it was on tv in case my mother was unsure if she had raised herself a whore well I was made out of trouble well yes the hubble telescope could not have captured this sick joke the cosmos of bruises there's no amount of excuses so I didn't dare to try it was impossible to hide so what you showed yourself outside I thought I could take it in stride the first man who kissed me wasn't like it was on tv
4.
5.
Still Life 03:33
all the people frozen on their phones like a still life but it's still life frozen when the bomb explodes like a still life but it's still life I wonder what Van Gogh would paint these days GMO fruits on a plate? is it still life? I wonder what the iceberg would say as millions of years just melted away will there still be life? city living ain't forgiving blink an eye you best start digging a hole guess that's the goal when you work yourself away you're gonna hurry to your graves we're all addicted to fantasy is it still life? it's still life the television's gonna rot my teeth I'm a still life and still alive but is it better to be a cynical saint? instead of living sit around and paint this still life
6.
you looked over your shoulder must have been the moon in cancer taking over you your laugh had vivid sparkle just like your claws all because of the moon so crawl into your hole no you're never cold now cause your exoskeleton keeps out oxygen but doesn't keep you warm found yourself a tropical outlook please take shelter in my books you held me like a soldier blows up a balloon I'm always coming on too soon I'll remain just in orbit pray to a satellite you'll molt your armor tonight so rearrange the stars not to scar your skies dear but it is much too late for a new debate to get caught in your barbs do not let the sun go down in anger there are wars near and far
7.
In The Grass 06:37
there I was burning the pages under chandelier skies gold leaf butterflies on my bedroom wall a piano a window a basketball gossamer dreams in the background but everything I'd need cigarettes and weed and friends with cars a soprano always in love so sit in the grass sit in the grass sit in the grass you should be right there where I left you in the grass how can you start a fire with nothing left to cook using pages of your own book your just burning through mourning the child a student to everyone else where have the prophets gone? you've hidden all your songs on the shelf another blessing undressing itself just sit in the grass sit in the grass sin the grass you should be right there where I left you in the grass all my friends say that they've seen their own deaths in this new york city mess where the gravestones look like highrises I have questioned many times of this earth would I get a second chance at birth if I can fit the yolk back in the shell a smile wraps around my head cracking up at the joke of it we only have this one time a single dying sunrise so sit in the grass...

about

Pinkie Promise is the self-titled debut album of the Brooklyn-based band, Pinkie Promise.

credits

released August 3, 2018

Music & Lyrics By: Kaitlin Pelkey
Production, Engineering, & Mixing: Steven "Stoov" Xia
Orchestration: Kaitlin Pelkey & Steven "Stoov" Xia
Guitars: Kaitlin Pelkey, Crispin Swank, Jacob Matheus & Steven "Stoov" Xia
Drums: Steven "Stoov" Xia
Bass: Humberto José Castello, Brian Tate, Tyler Reid
Viola & Violin: Dan Lay
Cello: Ansel Cohen
Cornett: Spike Appel
Percussion: Clemens Grassman
Saxophone: David Yee
Clarinet: David Leon
Vibraphone: Caitlin Cawley
Flute: Drew Krasner

Additional Drum Engineering on The Royal You by Fern Souza.

Recorded at Stoovland, Scully's Den, V:BE AM, "Terror Nova" Studios, and Fern Souza's Unnamed Studio.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Pinkie Promise New York

(^_^) _/¯✂❤︎

Pinkie Promise is based in Brooklyn and is the original music of Kaitlin Pelkey.
pinkiepromisemusic@gmail.com

contact / help

Contact Pinkie Promise

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Pinkie Promise, you may also like: