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Dear Bongo,

by Motherhood

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1.
Surely there'll be mercy  Surely there'll be mercy  But firstly like a bird perched in a birch tree they will chirp me  I'm a country bumpkin slumping drunk and bumping into something  Like a little kid or something, guess I gotta live for something  I used to live for nothing  Kicking up a fit for nothing  I used to take what I could get which isn't shit for nothing  Surely there'll be mercy  Surely there'll be mercy  But firstly like birds perched in a birch tree they will chirp me  I'll be fine  I'll be fine by and by  I'll be fine by and by let the circle divide  Get the purple mixing blue and red, you know what I mean?  Means I mean for the ends and then pretend to be sweet
2.
Way Down 04:58 video
Alright then  I'll admit time to time it was frightening  Tip-toed a fine line to spite them  A wink of my eye and a sly grin  When they pipe in  Well aw shucks  Was I scraping or painting the walls up?  Was I making just bits or it all up?  These nitwits can witness it awestruck  But it's small stuff  Ok now  I hate to throw weight 'round the playground  But fake kind and kind make the same sound  Saying, 'good grief, great gracious I'm grave-bound'  On the way down  You can find me painting lines on down the interstate  Yellow as the sunshine, white as a winter's day  Quiet as a candle-lit roadside dinner date  Hubcap dinner plate, never seen a thinner steak  Mean Mr. Musta Heard About Me, puddin', need some proof?  Kicking up a fuss like it's dust just beneath my boot  Hit ya with a rusty piece of muffler in your two front tooths  Ou-waka do-waka I'ma gonna give it to you  I often get mixed up  Sit shiva in witch pots  But which ones are wisdom  And which thoughts are witch thoughts?
3.
#224 03:01 video
4.
Nuns 04:05
The wood fire sucks in the smoke that I clutch in my shaking right hand  Meanwhile there's dust in the broom pan  Denial sure is more than just a long river in Sudan  I'm feeling uneasy like six in the evening I put on my shoes  Meantime the city bus blew by  Seems like I'm pretty much kidding myself and not you guys  Surely  There'll be mercy  But firstly  Like birds perched in birch trees they will chirp me  My eyelids and lips start to twitch in the kitchen I'm fixing to croak  Elsewhere the nuns do the breast stroke  Felt fair and fine at the time but in hindsight I let go  Surely  There'll be mercy  But firstly  Like birds perched in birch trees they will chirp me
5.
Costanza 04:38
Save it for dog  I brought the right amount of lightning for the bugs in the bog  I mean I'm chugging along  I'm sticking it out through the thick and the dark if you'll pardon the trickling thoughts  Well you do not know, babe  I love you so  You've got me all fucked up  I'm not letting it slide in the bed of the truck  If you're hiccuping drunk and you're getting it stuck  In the muck and the mire in the thick of the brush  As if it's not vicious and wicked enough  I'm sick and disinterested missing the bus  Well you do not know, babe  I love you so  But you've got me all fucked up  I'm all fucked up  Tip of my tongue  I mean a slip of my tongue  I mean they call me Sweet Thing even when I'm hiccuping blood I mean I'm sick as they come  I mean I'm chucking up my stomach like it's bricks in the mud  Right by the snakes and the bugs  Well you do not know, babe  I love you so  But you've got me all fucked up  I'm all fucked up  I used to live for nothing  Kick up a fit for nothing  I used to take what I could get which isn't shit for nothing
6.
Sweet Kid 03:15
7.
I mix the the yellow and blue  I miss the hell outta you  Could only think of one way I could pass the time  Churchill'd on a Sunday mixing up the primes  My what's a fella to do  You're on vacation down in Peru  I paint your fucking house with a crew  And I ain't scared to scaffold, scale them all the time  I could paint a castle baffling in size  And high as a space cadet too  Mean Mr. Musta Heard of Me  I miss her mean meander  I missed her terribly for weeks or days at least  'Cause I'm not the pick of the pugs  Never tug a kick or a punch  Never knew the difference, did it on a hunch  Call it what you wanna, I was out to lunch  And they should have warned you I was  It hit me like a brick in the guts  Stinking like a fifth on the bus  Oh my, mighty fine to be alive  Mighta made a million, maybe coulda died  A half pint of 'Pine in a glove  Mean Mr. Musta Heard of Me  I miss her mean meander  I missed her terribly for weeks  Oh que sera and c'est la vie
8.
Hallway 04:46
Not only don't I need it, I don't want it  Leave me be beside the fire, the brick, the carpet  Underneath the cement floor's hard as my heart is  I beg your pardon if I hardy-har the hardest  But I must have rolled at least a mile  Completely free of ease and style  But here's where it stopped  I steered for the rocks  It was worse than they feared  I was weird from the hop  So now I'm seething in the evening in the darkness  Every word you bark I hark and leave it markless  Never heard a word so fine it buttered parsnips  Put the cart behind the horse inside the harness  Back when everything was okey-dokey You could have asked and I'd have known if I was joking  I'd yet to get what it was like to never know things  I'd yet to sweat so much at night I woke up soaking  But I must have rolled at least a mile  Completely free of ease and style  But here's where it stopped  I steered for the rocks  It was worse than they feared  I was weird from the hop  Every mile of road I go's got  Two miles of ditch, you know  Few couple nun hats that I'm  Itching to kick or throw  I'd like to kick them quick  Quicker than the liquor goes  Bet you wish that you were in the hallway right now  Breaking stuff  Don't ya?  Uh-huh  Instead of faking shaken up  You should pick a painting up  Off the wall  And change the shading up  Like you were Yaweh or Allah  All of the lawn was the wrong shade  Made like a snake and laid long-ways  Painted each blade through the long days  I couldn't quite get the greens right  I started painting by street light  Imagine the fright that would be mine  When I arrived at the tree line  And all of the trunks were the wrong hue  Glimpse at the pond was the wrong blue  Then it sunk in you were gone too  And I'd have to fix it without you  Bet you wish that you were in the hallway right now  Breaking stuff  Don't ya?  Uh-huh
9.
Reprise 01:55
I'll be fine  I'll be fine by and by  I'll be fine by and by so let the circle divide  Get the purple mixing blue and red  You know what I mean?  Means I'm mean for the ends and then pretend to be sweet

about

“Combining wry, cutting lyrics and whimsical arrangements, the Canadian art-rockers’ latest is a tilt-a-whirl of a breakup album.” – Bandcamp

“…the album doesn’t so much take you on a ride as it does roll with you down a hill, laughing and shouting.” – Post-Trash

“absolutely exudes chemistry” – PureGrainAudio

Reeling from the end of his latest relationship, a distressed painter seeks solace in alcohol and his craft. Bored of typical canvas, he paints rooms, other artists' paintings, buildings, and highway lines until he ultimately decides to fix nature's colours - most of which now seem flawed to his obsessed eye.

This is the tale spun by weirdo avant-rock trio Motherhood on their newest LP, Dear Bongo. A meditation on the strident need for perfection in an imperfect world, the narrative weaves and waves, bounces and bops, and careens and crashes amidst the group's signature blend of self-made circus punk. Ranging from the playful Mekons-meets-Deerhoof opener "Bird Chirp" to the heavy-stock Cramps nod "Constanza," right through to the frenetic sleeve-hearted poetics of "Hallways," Dear Bongo is a nine-song LP of razor-sharp double-vision that skirts the edgy edges and heads straight for Spiritville.

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released March 1, 2019

Produced by Kyle Cunjak & Motherhood

Recorded by Corey Bonnevie (Monopolized, Saint John, NB)
Mixed by Jay Crocker (Prism Ship, Crousetown, NS)
Mastered by Bryan Martin (Sonosphere, Montreal, QC)

All songs written and performed by Motherhood (SOCAN & ASCAP) except "Costanza" based on "Can't Hardly Stand It” written by Jerry Huffman, Jody Chastain, & Charlie Feathers (Round Hill carlin / Trio Music)

Motherhood is:
Brydon Crain (guitar, vocals)
Adam Sipkema (drums & all sorts of percussion, vocals)
Penelope Stevens (synth, keys, bass, vocals)

Additional Performers:
Luke Saunders, David R. Elliott, the Hypochondriacs, Kyle Cunjak, & Corey Bonnevie

Cover photo by Kyle Albright (Fredericton, NB)
Album artwork by Gregory Pepper (Guelph, ON)

Motherhood would like to thank:
Kyle, Corey, Jay, The Capital, Anna & Tesla, Joey, Dennis & Jenny, Barry Crain Jr., Luke & Donnie, Forward Music Group, our families, & the Cult

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