Sketchy
by The Thuggees
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"Sketchy" is a sorrowful, stream of consciousness love ballad.
The Thuggees Bio:
I called up Mr. starship recently and explained that we yet again needed to update our bio. What would we do this time to appear fun, but clever, relaxed but determined, and interesting in the face of a sea of contrived drivel? The wise have always strictly advised to follow the rules of sober, impartial and informative biographies. This is one hoop we care not to jump through.
The Thuggees are four very different and strong individuals. Elemental. Greater than the sum of the parts blah-dee-blah...It's a wonder how they exist in the same room. Jazz and RnB often grind up against Proto-Punk and Pop sensibilities. We fight sometimes and often make fun of each other. Occasionally we have bitched each other out on stage, but we try to tone that down.
Constant tension and poverty have forced us to concentrate on live performance. In two years we have only recorded six songs. A five song e.p. called "Eep" in March 2013, and the single "Black Soul" in August 2013. April 2014 sees the release of "Sketchy" and "The Puzzle". Eight songs in two years is pretty abysmal but at least many little gems wait in the wings.
You're only as good as your recent song as far as I'm concerned and I don't care what you used to do. I thus have no interest in explaining what I or we used to do. There is nothing notable anyway. I've met lots of famous people but who really cares?
Live mercurial magic. Quick silver. Now we're talking. I leap in the air. Sometimes. Mr. Starship says that our shows are the closest thing to church for him. That boring? Exalting? I haven't asked.
Mr. Starship plays bass and sings a bit. Nathan Juby abuses Gibson guitars. Mike Sakell plays drums and sings a bit more. And me, Donovan Gopaul, I sing a lot, play guitar and write.
Donovan
April, 2014
The Thuggees Bio:
I called up Mr. starship recently and explained that we yet again needed to update our bio. What would we do this time to appear fun, but clever, relaxed but determined, and interesting in the face of a sea of contrived drivel? The wise have always strictly advised to follow the rules of sober, impartial and informative biographies. This is one hoop we care not to jump through.
The Thuggees are four very different and strong individuals. Elemental. Greater than the sum of the parts blah-dee-blah...It's a wonder how they exist in the same room. Jazz and RnB often grind up against Proto-Punk and Pop sensibilities. We fight sometimes and often make fun of each other. Occasionally we have bitched each other out on stage, but we try to tone that down.
Constant tension and poverty have forced us to concentrate on live performance. In two years we have only recorded six songs. A five song e.p. called "Eep" in March 2013, and the single "Black Soul" in August 2013. April 2014 sees the release of "Sketchy" and "The Puzzle". Eight songs in two years is pretty abysmal but at least many little gems wait in the wings.
You're only as good as your recent song as far as I'm concerned and I don't care what you used to do. I thus have no interest in explaining what I or we used to do. There is nothing notable anyway. I've met lots of famous people but who really cares?
Live mercurial magic. Quick silver. Now we're talking. I leap in the air. Sometimes. Mr. Starship says that our shows are the closest thing to church for him. That boring? Exalting? I haven't asked.
Mr. Starship plays bass and sings a bit. Nathan Juby abuses Gibson guitars. Mike Sakell plays drums and sings a bit more. And me, Donovan Gopaul, I sing a lot, play guitar and write.
Donovan
April, 2014
lyrics
"Sketchy" By Donovan Lee Gopaul
Sketchy
could be the booze
could be the lack of news
I'm not well informed lately
Sketchy
my heart pounding like a drum
boom boom
swimming in Appelton
special
like a drawing by a 3 year old Van Gough
named boggie two shoes
dribbled
like the remnants of an over-turned
tumbler caught in the headlights
of last night's bender
love me
like you've never
loved anyone before
touch me tease me
rock me please me
teach me the difference
between love and war
your eyes
hold me like a prize
we end the story like before
we sweat off the difference
between love and war
Sketchy
could be the monkey shit taste
could be the lack of stakes
sometimes that's all you got
and sometimes that's all it takes
lord send me some kind of break
how about ninety acres
up on the lake
where I can speak to the crawdads
any time at all and not have to breathe
in this subway urination stall
it's a shame it's a waste
it's a lowdown disgrace
how my nerves left me maladjusted
to this place
Sketchy
do you think of me when I think of you
the day's tick faster than a clock in outer space
and it's all true
how they judged us and what they saw
they'd draw their lines in the sand
and dare us not to break the law
did time in north carolina when ma left me with the kids
now I'm back up in baltimore out back the boneyard
building bonfires out of twigs
kick a can
if you're a fatalistic man
on a monday morning with no where to go
hey hey sketchy is the way
and if you ain't been there
you don't know
Sketchy
could be the booze
could be the lack of news
I'm not well informed lately
Sketchy
my heart pounding like a drum
boom boom
swimming in Appelton
special
like a drawing by a 3 year old Van Gough
named boggie two shoes
dribbled
like the remnants of an over-turned
tumbler caught in the headlights
of last night's bender
love me
like you've never
loved anyone before
touch me tease me
rock me please me
teach me the difference
between love and war
your eyes
hold me like a prize
we end the story like before
we sweat off the difference
between love and war
Sketchy
could be the monkey shit taste
could be the lack of stakes
sometimes that's all you got
and sometimes that's all it takes
lord send me some kind of break
how about ninety acres
up on the lake
where I can speak to the crawdads
any time at all and not have to breathe
in this subway urination stall
it's a shame it's a waste
it's a lowdown disgrace
how my nerves left me maladjusted
to this place
Sketchy
do you think of me when I think of you
the day's tick faster than a clock in outer space
and it's all true
how they judged us and what they saw
they'd draw their lines in the sand
and dare us not to break the law
did time in north carolina when ma left me with the kids
now I'm back up in baltimore out back the boneyard
building bonfires out of twigs
kick a can
if you're a fatalistic man
on a monday morning with no where to go
hey hey sketchy is the way
and if you ain't been there
you don't know
credits
released April 6, 2014
Drums and vocals: Mike Sakel
Guitar: Nathan Juby
Bass and Vocal: Bart Starship
Vocals and guitar: Donovan Gopaul
By The Thuggees
Written by Donovan Lee Gopaul
2014
Drums and vocals: Mike Sakel
Guitar: Nathan Juby
Bass and Vocal: Bart Starship
Vocals and guitar: Donovan Gopaul
By The Thuggees
Written by Donovan Lee Gopaul
2014
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The Thuggees Kingston, Ontario
Crystalline pop gems with a dark gooey filling.
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