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Metaphor Whore

by Tan Mala

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1.
97 Dresses 02:42
I own 97 dresses They help me hide what my mess is, don’t they It’s lovely to put them on Over heartache and alcoholism New day, new way Same old promises I make myself I do what I’m supposed to I’m someone to come home to, sometimes… 97, 97 dresses, 97 97, oh messes, yeah Every stitch helps heal me Every thread fulfills me But I butcher them Dresses with no hem, that’s me I’m complete. Oh, that’s me… 97, 97, 97
2.
Rhino Grub 02:22
One foot in front of the other Zoned out of time and space Circles of sunshine, he shudders Do I even know this place Mindless traveling Slowly unraveling Damaged and rambling, Until I flow again Used to the rules of the others They don’t know me or my… Troubles, until his small blunders Blend in, look up at the sky Mindless traveling Slowly unraveling Damaged and rambling, Until I flow again Sometimes, the moments come at me Breathe in, I gotta think through Stained glass and candles they tell him All that he needs to be true
3.
Gnarla 02:24
Where did he go What did he say Did his eyes move in the wrong way What if it’s true, all that I fear Scene that I see, what if it’s here? No evidence Logic she says But trauma defines What’s left behind Then you say that it’s all in my head You’re not listening My Viewmaster goes click and I see red I’m not listening You didn’t need Something I want Panic dissolves rational thought This back and forth gets us nowhere Makes me wanna get out of your hair The things that I feel Are painfully real When your guts get fucked up It’s hard to know how to deal Then you say that it’s all in my head I’m not listening Can’t erase all the lies I’ve been fed You stop listening… Then you say that it’s all in my head You’re not listening Can’t you tell by how lightly I tread I’m stop listening Where did he go What did he say Did his eyes move in the wrong way What if it’s true, all that I fear Scene that I see, what if it’s here?
4.
Bastardo 02:10
Out of yogurt again Out of salad and chicken And everything else all at once Gotta get there Gotta prepare Get ready for no fun Put your mask on and brave it Even though ya fuckin hate it Who is this woman crowding me? Who is this man coming straight at me? Strangers surrounding me Damn this grocery run today I can’t get out of here fast enough Oh but look, they got toilet paper back in stock, Thank gawd Sanitize, sanitize, sanitize When did the lines get so long? Stand on that red dot, you twat. Get me the hell outta here My glasses are all fogged up And I could really use a beer The sun shines on my face again I take my mask off and breathe in We made it… But we probably have covidddd.
5.
Flight 02:38
Entitled lady on my flight with your three kids and husband Sitting in the seats I reserved ahead of time… All seat-belted in and ready for takeoff Still whining and griping at each other Bc what else are you gonna do? You keep insisting that you are a family of five. Ohhh, do I mind sitting apart from my own kid? Because your kids what? Take precedence?? Bc you don’t have your shit together enough to book for your own fucking tribe? So you separate mine… And then I look like the asshole For holding up the line Your husband looks at me apologetically Then quickly down when he meets your eyes Fuck you. And your shitty kids and your pussy-whipped husband. Oh and I PAID for that window seat! What if my brown ass was in yours I shudder to think…. And for the record. The ONLY reason I complied is bc our two seats next to your three, means we’d sit next to you or your shitty kids, or your pussy-whipped husband So we move along like you want us to Move along, move along Like we’re expected to And you get your way And you get your way And you get your way And you get your way
6.
I'm a Storm 02:22
Ooo, I’m an animal Unpredictable You’re convinced that I’m out to get-te-te-te-cha. And my madness Overwhelming And you’re baffled Nightmare on elming…. I’m a storm No warning Devastating You felt warm Ooo. Didn’t you? Yeah convinced That I’m logic Yeah, intent I got magic… I’m a storm I’m a storm I’m a storm… I’m a storm I’ll find my way out Underneath you I’ll pry my way out Despite you Flip the script You accuse me Communicate You refuse me I’m a storm I’m a storm I’m a storm… haha I’m a storm
7.
When you do what you do I don't wanna be with you Mocking face and mountain dew I don’t wanna be with you Bad breath, drunk shit Pack your bags We’re goin’ on a guilt trip My girl said to let you know Don’t even think about coming to her show Pack your shit and see you out Make her eyeballs scream and shout Bad breath, drunk shit Pack your bags We’re goin’ on a guilt trip Chucka chucka don’t know why Whiny macho, cry, cry, cry Oh come on, let’s play fair Ha, just kidding, I don’t care

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released November 16, 2022

Recorded by Chico Jones at Estuary Recording (www.chicojones.com)
Mixed by Chico Jones
Mastered by Max Lorenzen (rareear.com)

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Tan Mala Austin, Texas

Austin rock band Tan Mala consists of Justin Allen (bass), Vanessa Marroquin (vocals), Jud Wells (drums), and Andy Espenscheid (guitar).
While their sound is clearly a homage to ‘90s guitar rock, the members’ diverse musical tastes peek through in prog, punk, and even cumbia-influenced tracks.
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