Tough Mitts EP

by Tough Mitts

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Tough Mitts EP is a five song treatise on being lonely, trying to speak, and finding an honest voice. Styles range across a variety of electronic music influences, including pop, industrial, goth, hip hop and krautrock.

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released 11 January 2013

Acoustic elements recorded at The Noise Floor, Ladysmith, BC by Jordan Koop.
Mastered by Stu McKillop, Rain City Recorders.
All instruments performed by Sam Coll except percussion on "First, Do No Harm" and "Crusts n Crumbs" performed by Jordan Koop

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Tough Mitts Victoria, British Columbia

Tough Mitts are two guys from the West Coast of Canada who use guitars, synthesizers, and drum machines to make gloomy pop songs.

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Track Name: All Hearts Bleed Red
Break
I know how you think
I know how you die inside your selfish prison
Victim of your lack of vision
Revolt!
Banish all your doubt!
Cast it out!
Your head, and all your heart, agree
If never king, better off dead

I'm trying to break you down, and you're
You're trying to say yes, but
You don't know how to face this now
You don't have to bow

When I say: "Come to me!"
When I say: "All Hearts Bleed Red."

Fake!
Know that man's a fake!
Faithless cad, he suffered for his false admission
Won his fame, forgot ambition
Reach out!
Your fortress is your clout
And yours is sound
Don't settle for the rights of men
When gods invite their next of kin

Look at me, faith, touch me
Don't falter, blade's hungry
Steal, quick now! Light's breaking!
Blood washes, cowardice stains thee

Blood on our hands, we'll be drawn and damned
The love of the plan killed the love of the man
Death is our wage, we'll be peasants yet
To hell with the changing of lust for fair play!
Blood on our hands, we'll be sold as tramps
All life's a stage, we've strut our last parade
Out, out, damned spot!
I'm prepared to be a villain, but not a repentant knave

To know you's
To control you
To hold you's
To scold you
To fold you up

"All Hearts Bleed Red."
Track Name: First, Do No Harm
All wealth is healthful
Bliss is costly
And time is but a cliff edge in my mind
I'm not making that mistake again
I'm not feigning love to win a friend

I'll be hedged, I'll be damned
I'll be twice put in the ground
You can bury me in soft earth, I'll return
Spade and cypher in hand

We're the last of a dying breed
Coddling our sympathy
Swallowed in our bad ideas
No respect for entropy
Sitting on the precipice, contemplating nothingness
Keep a hold of everything
Nothing
No one
Nowhere

All the saints sleep in heaven
I could kiss your hand
If only just to hurt myself
I'm alone in this business and it feels like dying
Saw a psychic hear you coughing
And it blew your head
My brother, don't you hurt yourself
There's more to this science than an artful fitness

All the finks and the caterwaulers
Got ringside seats to the catwalks
If you don't know that money talks
Than you must know that shit walks
If I see you on the corner with a sign, it could be worth my time
For a dollar and a dime, I'll ignore your crimes
Give you the regular line

All the saints sleep in heaven
I could kiss your hand
If only just to hurt myself
I'm alone in this business and it feels like dying
Saw a psychic hear you coughing
And it blew your head
My brother, don't you hurt yourself
The last rule of science is

First, do no harm
Track Name: Crusts n Crumbs
I've long suspected that freedom's a rascal
This only contributes to lies
Insinuations of beta emasculate
(Alpha's just a term for you ordinary gents)
I'll be a vision of living in sin
If you tell it fits into the hive
This living liquid is livid with estrogen
Nothing ever seems to make sense when viewed in rhyme

I've had requests to take a hard line
Assuage the guilt and keep it in mind
A solid dollar in the barrel is all mine
Bobbing for apples is a sexless grind

For all my pedigree, I'm just a peony!

I'm so unhappy that when I'm alone
I feel okay
Comfort comes in waves
I filled my quotient but the quota's changed
And I'm amazed
Daunted, but unfazed

Been alright, on occasion been excellent
This only contributes to lies
Been a spoke in the wheel of humanity
Every time a part of me dies
You taste a drop off the sweat of my brow and you
Tell me it's too sweet to be dry
I'd rather face the wrath of all those real men
I'd rather starve than earn a tough hunk of bread

I've been incensed to play the sad mime
Pushing on boxes while the Great Chain drives
Searching for answers is a waste of my time
Suggesting answers is a waste of your wine

One more dance in time!

I'm so unhappy that when I'm alone
I feel okay
Comfort comes in waves
I filled my quotient but the quota's changed
And I'm amazed
Daunted, but unfazed

Shake the ground and burn the building
We'll smoke him out!
Wave the stack, strike the dollar sign
He's so powerless!
Make believe is all so selfish at prime + 9.0
Nobody to pay the water bill
Nobody to toe the line ...
Track Name: The High Country
Since you cannot know me
You misunderstand me
It's not your fault
My depth is out of your league
We talk without answers
Like rhythmless dancers
Don't hold your breath
For the light to shine

Simian utterings
Cast-iron mutterings!
Iron-clad halves of the truth, misused
Subject and predicate
Literals iterate
Literal idiots turn themselves out
Spilling their guts when a nod was enough

The mouth guards the soul
Slays me, reveals me
Fulfills me, conceals the reasons
For stealing polite courtesy
Ritual reserves
Furnish word suburbs
Decorate the place that you lease
In The High Country

I know this rhythm is hard!
It feels like grasping at straws
I'll pay that cent when it falls
And we can play it where it drops on the lawn

Simian utterings
Cast-iron mutterings!
Iron-clad halves of the truth, misused
Subject and predicate
Literals iterate
Literal idiots turn themselves out
Spilling their guts when a nod was enough
Track Name: The Rules
Always remember
My truth is always your lie
Don't be discouraged
From giving new things a try
Open your heart up!
And shut your mouth when it's time
Open your throat
Sing from the chest or else cry
Don't be embarrassed
At giving new things a try
Don't be embarrassed
To flay the skin from your hide
Practicality's only sometimes a crime
(But when it is, it's a right one)

Take the way you're told that life is
Throw it out, write your own shit
Pluck the notes that play in your head
Strum the chords you know mean something
Play the way we did as kids
Look at the world through glass eyelids
These are the rules, ignore at will

Don't ever ever use your friends as weapons
Don't abuse the right to say nothing
Remember always that a word unsaid
Is a word that'll never be heard when you're dead
Don't be afraid to play the villain to a fool
Consider it essential to invite death in
There's no sense in leaving anything behind
So take it all with you when you die

Take the way you're told that life is
Throw it out, write your own shit
Pluck the notes that play in your head
Strum the chords you know mean something
Play the way we did as kids
Look at the world through glass eyelids
These are the rules, ignore at will

I know, it always feels like a struggle
It feels like gasping for air
Each breath just short of a lungfull
Puts you two breaths in despair
Just keep your head above water
Keep chopping waves with your fists
I'm not so sure it gets better
I'm not sure better exists

Take the way you're told that life is
Throw it out, write your own shit
Pluck the notes that play in your head
Strum the chords you know mean something
Play the way we did as kids
Look at the world through glass eyelids
These are the rules, ignore at will

These are the rules, endorse if you will