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Blue Raspberry

by Katy Kirby

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1.
Mutually assured distraction prophets of our self-fulfillment who could resist any of that under these conditions? I take back my hallucinations you couldn’t have known that doesn’t make you innocent that doesn’t make you innocent I pour out a drink and I stand for a toast I raise up a glass to your personal growth you’re doing the work, you’re trying so hard oh this one goes out to your redemption arc your redemption arc It comes with the territory sweet pastoral imagery but it’s just not polite to call me terra incognita You misspelled apology you ended it with I and E diminutive contrition but I still know what you mean I lock the doors and I talk you down I put our reconciliation in my calendar you’re doing the work now, you’re trying so hard oh this one goes out to your redemption arc your redemption arc
2.
Fences 01:40
Swing for the fences what’s the functional difference? You still get partial points just for trying Called it a perfect storm there but for the grace of god go I wish that you’d landed just one little punch What Jackie wants Jackie gets, usually I catch them and then I release I catch ‘em and then I release but I’ve never made a meal out of anyone Cancer has entered the chat I leave out the back I leave out the back I leave little traps out for you and I wait on the aftermath Whenever it comes on you lunge for the dial to turn it off I’ve never made a meal out of anyone
3.
Cubic Zirconia baby, no one can tell when they’re up against your throat you know they shine just as well fresh off the market, but you’re nobody's prize magazine quiz called you apple-shape you look to me like dollar signs you look like dollar signs Why wouldn’t that be enough? For what more could I want? (Why wouldn’t that be enough?) Don't you hate me when you see me turn it on for some strangers or acquaintances a few seats down the bar like a barbed-wire electric fence of personality you always avert your gaze when I’m partaking in that currency taking in that currency Why wouldn’t that be enough? For what more could I want? (Why wouldn’t that be enough?) Face framed by hoodie like an oyster in a shell and your eyes are rolling at me as a pair of angry pearls you’re the prettiest mermaid in the souvenir shop but if you’re coming home this late you know you’d better be drunk you’d better be drunk But on the scenic waterfront would you take my hand? the palm trees grow like crabgrass (precious cargo and all that) ‘Cause I’m still craving that unstable sort of shine shining like cold plastic water bottles held against the light I crush it up in my hands for fun precious cargo and all that why wouldn’t that be enough?
4.
Hand to Hand 03:46
I gotta find me one like that not a pill, like a supplement in some kind of glass container I emptied you check it for cracks and agree it’s worth saving A starry eyed cooperative (or it’s nearly equivalent) with no discernible logic we’ll circle the lake and we’ll strike up a bargain It’s a pact, it’s a covenant handshake deal, turning hand to hand a promise you’re still hellbent on keeping what else could be keeping you back from the edge? Toss it back hang your head again was it worth the experiment? Biting down to verify Jesus Christ— don’t you get tired of being that guy? Anyone we can notify? Must have been such an awful night what I can’t remember won’t hurt me thank god in advance, I’m already forgetting
5.
Wait Listen 04:33
Crushed up like a coke can carpet bomb of estrogen “you’re gonna take that back” you’re gonna take that back “Party’s wearing red,” she said naked I look just like a Rembrandt I hope you’re into that I hope you’re into that Protecting and attacking you’re still hanging on to that perverse sense of obligation Wait wait wait wait listen you can’t say I didn’t warn you Good neighbors make good fences if you pile them end to end stack ‘em high now heel to head they’re keeping off the wind She called me a feast when we kissed up in her bedroom then she apologized for biting in “I hope you’re into that” So I turned off my location let her fuck me like you thought you did I remember every minute Wait wait wait wait listen you can’t say I didn’t warn you Wait wait wait wait listen you can’t say I didn’t warn you Healing over, still embedded names were changed to protect the participants perverse sense of obligation
6.
Drop Dead 03:19
The going rate for roses is the lowest that it has been since 1997 and if anyone knows, well they’re not telling why And the current cost of diamonds has the market in a tailspin seems like everyone’s decided that synthetics are preferable no matter the price, and? Let me drop dead gorgeous Let me down quickly Tell me when you want me Whenever you want me to give up (I’ll give up on you) All the natural consequences and the body mass indexes and hyaluronic acids up against my throat pressed into my neck Oh! Baby burn the evidence at the bottom of the breakfast trash it’s a blood oath it’s a covenant and it’s so good to be at her mercy again Let me drop dead gorgeous Let me down quickly Tell me when you want me Whenever you want me to give up (I’ll give up on you) Blushing at the college girls in that club called “Signs and Wonders” there’s no virgin territory for a body like hers a body of water it makes ‘em un-pinnable makes ‘em un-fenceable un-outlineable -bermuda-triangles… Let me drop dead, Gorgeous…
7.
You think it’s ethically suspicious to bring someone into a world like this but you’ve got the best smile anyone could ask to inherit and baby I know you’re so good with kids You’re my worst survival strategy last safety match I’ve got to light up Happy Anniversary I’m happy as I’ll ever be and I still wanna make love in this club I’ve been stealing pies from windowsills double-triple backflip off the high dive bribing you back to me with sugar cubes but is that really such a crime? Cause baby you’re a time bound entity, event, like me— and we’re the party of the century That makes you like a sunset that makes like a snowstorm that makes you like a drought that makes you like a war
8.
Alexandria 04:48
Alexandria I’ve gotta hand it to ya it’s even better than I thought it would be Alexandria baby you’re off the hook for every promise that you couldn’t keep Kiss me up against the guardrail I’d crack open my chin before I would let you let me pull you over the edge Alexandria your pretty head in my lap cried your eyes out, pretending to sleep Alexandria I run my thumb through your hair like a stack of hundred dollar bills I think I’ll keep Kiss me up against the guardrail I’d crack open my chin before I would let you let me pull you over the edge Alexandria Cubic Zirconia I hope it’s better than you thought it would be Kiss me up against the guardrail right before I give in don’t let me touch you if I love you any less than she can any less than she can
9.
Salt Crystal 03:21
Cubic Zirconia baby I don’t understand why all the pieces of your hurricane glass aren’t good as diamonds Cubic Zirconia, I’ve got nothing to lose if you can’t call me when you get like this, what good am I to you? Why wouldn’t that be enough? Why wouldn’t that be enough? Biting down on gold again, you’re grinding pearls against your teeth spare me your obsession with that incorruptibility the rhinestones on your baseball cap reminding me of when the salt left crystal on the sunset of your sunburned skin Cubic Zirconia, you’re so pretty when you’re mad honey brine my wounds chlorine my eyes come get your revenge Cubic Zirconia, baby don’t make a scene ‘cause this isn’t the last time that you’ll be hearing from me Why wouldn’t that be enough? Why wouldn’t that be enough? Why wouldn’t that be enough? Why wouldn’t that be enough? Biting down on gold again, you’re grinding pearls against your teeth spare me your obsession with that incorruptibility the rhinestones on your baseball cap reminding me of when the salt left crystal on the sunset of your sunburned skin
10.
I am under her heel like rock candy crushed to glitter laid out on the concrete and the happiest kind of sorry for myself the sweetest little hangover I bet I’ve ever felt God she looks so pretty when she’s mad straw stabbing the cherry at the bottom of her glass blinking back the sugar water tears I see her nearly crying “come over here now honey, come to me and let me dry them for tonight you can decide what you think of me in the morning” Blue Raspberry if the word ends in O-S-E (you know what that means, or you oughta know) the outline of her figure starts to glow a fluorescence that it seems she has absorbed from the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in Blue Raspberry Her eyes burn white as styrofoam, right into me she’s sugarcane split open, she’s a jaw about to sing and she’s shaking little packets before she pours ‘em in her drink she adds them in an order, it goes– yellow, blue, then pink suddenly I can’t meet her eyes I just watch her stir her coffee Blue Raspberry if the word ends in O-S-E… Cure me in salt crystal like you’re saving me for later I don’t care if whatever you are is found in nature you hold the patent for that flavor Blue Raspberry if the word ends in O S E (you know what that means, or you oughta know) the outline of her figure starts to glow a fluorescence that it seems she had absorbed from the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in Blue Raspberry
11.
Table 02:00
He prepares a table for me and one of these days I’ll have to sit down and eat He returns with a carload of groceries and I never ask where they came from Corrects my hand as it’s holding the knife cutting up vegetables quickly and fine for the pot on the stove, the line out the door (give me your tired and poor) He pours a pool of salt in my hand showing me how I ought to throw a little bit over the surface like rain, the surface like rain on the wicked and righteous, the laymen and saints Let me fix you a plate we can find you a place to sit down Have you ever tried trying to run out of everything you got?

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released January 26, 2024

All songs written (and sung) by Katy Kirby.

"Cubic Zirconia" co-written with Austin Arnold, Logan Chung, and Alberto Sewald. "Party of the Century" co-written with Christian Lee Hutson and Logan Chung. "Table" co-written with Logan Chung.

All tracks produced by Alberto Sewald and Logan Chung, with additional production by Austin Arnold on "Cubic Zirconia."

Blue Raspberry was recorded at Le Tricyle (Nashville, TN) as well as Studio G, Figure 8, Livingrooms, and Trout Recording (Brooklyn). Considerable additional recording took place in at the home of Harvey and Julia Arnold, Addiction Sound in Nashville, Studio 19 in Brooklyn, and each of our bedrooms and places of living.

Mastered by Heba Kadry

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