Thaw

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about

English:
A multitrack cello pop album. Everything except the singing is made with cello and bow. Though no effects like flanger or phaser have been used, the songs on THAW have a modern and sometimes a dark touch.

It's contemporary alternative pop music, rough, onemanbandy, straight celloish. The songs are about love, fights, loss, and being familiar with strange situations and people. (the lyrics are added on this page)


Tom Combo is a musician, singer, writer and spokenword-artist. He's been doing soundtracks for different movies and he's playing several instruments. Currently he's playing cello for Larry Bangbang.
He recently published his third novel "Inneres Lind" at Verbrecherverlag, Berlin.

Deutsch:
Tom Combo - Thaw
Die Fortsetzung des Pop mit Mitteln des Cellos

Beats, Bass, Begleitung und Riffs, alles Cello.
THAW, das sind ein Dutzend Songs zwischen Folkwave und Darkpop. Aufgenommen und produziert wurde es von Tom Combo, gemastert in Dan Suters Echochamber.
Das einzige Instrument, das auf Thaw zu hören ist, ist ein Cello, dieses aber gleich ind mehrfacher Ausführung. Dessen Rauheit und zeitweilige Widerspenstigkeit wird auf Thaw nicht geglättet sondern zelebriert. Dies macht das Album zu einer vergleichsweise rohen Produktion, Cello Multitrack-Pop mit dem gewissen Art Brut-Flair.
Neben der Stimme sind nur Sounds zu hören, die mit Cello und/oder Bogen gespielt wurden. Keine Verzerrer, Phaser, Flanger oder andere Effekte, nur EQ oder Hall. Es handelt sich dabei um Cellosounds, die weniger bekannt sind, vielleicht weil sie sehr leise sind, weil sie nicht unbedingt gelehrt werden oder weil sie neue Spieltechniken voraussetzen.
Doch Combo ging es nicht in erster Linie darum, zu experimentieren, im Zentrum standen die zwölf Popsongs. Aus Cello-Sounds zusammengesetzte Beats bilden mit mal gestrichenen, mal gezupften Basslinien das Rückgrat für Sounds, die an elektrische Gitarren gnauso wie an einen Bläsersatz erinneren können. THAW klingt in seiner Rauheit und Stilvielfalt einzigartig.
Auch wenn die Musik im Vordergrund steht, als Autor von drei Büchern - das thematisch verwandte Buch "Inneres Lind" erschien letzten Sommer im Verbrecherverlag, Berlin - und als Spokenword-Artist sind Tom Combo die Texte sehr wichtig.
Mehr zu Tom Combo:
tomcombo.ch/bio-presse


Das Musikvideo Unspoken, das Tom Combo zusammen mit Jonas Meier produzierte, der unter anderem für seine Musikvideos für Rusconi und Blind Butcher mehrfach ausgezeichnet wurde, feiert im Rahmen der Internationalen Kurzfilmtage Winterthur Premiere.
Darin zu sehen ist Jürg Plüss (Seitentriebe, Bestatter), der sich auf einem Minigolfplatz auf eine albtraumhafte Reise begibt. In dem zugleich witzigen wie ernsten Film ist ausserdem der Winterthurer Cartoonist Ruedi Widmer in einer kurzen Rolle zu sehen.



Seasons
Ein warmer Cello-Groove gegen einen kalten Cello-Beat, dieser Kampf bildet den Hintergrund für das Stück, in dem die Jahreszeiten täglich wechseln und ein Paar sich in einem Wechselbad von Herzenswärme und eisiger Gefühlskälte und wiederfindet.

Your back is black and blue
And there's a knife right in your side
You might still want to Jeckill
While you already hide


Hairdryer Man
Da war so ein Mann in einem öffentlichen Klo, der seinem Fön zuhörte. Sehr beatiger Darkwave-Hintergrund, dazu geschlagene Sounds mit Zufalls-Obertönen und das eine oder andere Cello-Lick.

Mill
Das Gerüst ist ein hohes, Arpeggio mit viel leerer A-Seite, Kenner werden Anleihen an eine Stelle aus dem Präeludium der D-Dur-Suite hören, Popfans könnten sich an ein Sample von Beck erinnert fühlen. Mill spielt mit Polyrhythmik und unterstützt damit die Unruhe und das Unwohlsein, die im Text zum Ausdruck kommt

KillYou
Poppige Basslinien, ein experimenteller Zwischenteil mit Bläsersatz-ähnlichen
Licks und ein expliziter Text, der von jemandem handelt, der die Reste einer Liebe aus sich entfernt und sich damit auch von sich selbst entfernt.

The scissors-things cut out all of your remains
Leaving a dark hole of infinitive depth
I lost some parts of me in there as well
Gonna call the department of identity theft
(Kill You)


Stones
Das nackteste Stück auf Thaw, tiefe Schläge zu einer Akkordfolge, die glücklich macht. Als Kontrast dazu ein psychedelischer Zwischenteil und Cellobongos!

Freeze
Der Moment, in dem du mit jemandem in einem Raum sitzt, und weisst alles wird übel enden. Ein grooviger Boden und ein Cello-Solo wie Eis.

Boat
...o. k., es hat übel geendet, aber man ist immer noch zusammen. Das poppigste Stück, mit einem Cello das manchmal fast schon nach Discogeige klingt.

You can't fly with your damaged wings,
but you can still use them to hit me
Some things you can’t ignore
You will hurt me even if it hurts you more
we throw dirt at each other and we swallow the soap
and we kiss while we feel more like cutting each other's throat


Windshield Wiper
Einmal nicht mehr denken, kein Gewissen mehr haben, dahin fliessen, kopflos sein, ohne Rücksicht auf Verluste? Mundharmonikaklänge aus dem Cello, ein kalter Americana-Hauch und im Hintergrund ein reales Gewitter, dass bei der Aufnahme losbrach.

Leave And Let Love
Ein Arpeggio mit A Seite als Orgelton und eine Cellocowbell als Rhythmus: Der Hintergrund für ein paar üppige Licks und die Einsicht dass man in verschiedenen Welten lebt.

Unspoken
Wald-Atmosphäre aus Celloklängen in 6/8. ein Stück, in dem das Leben zum Videospiel wird, in dem einem die gesichtslosen Geister der Vergangenheit begegnen.

We lost all the tracks
But we found some traces
And we watched our steps
When the ghost's were getting faces

Vandyke Elevator
Groovig und zum Teil reggaesk, ...wenn man im Lift stecken bleibt und merkt das das eigentlich noch ganz nett ist, oder: Anti-Klaustrophobie mit Beach Boys Bridges.

Eleven Words
Anleihen an Gipsyswing und eine Wagenladung von Riffs illustrieren, wie es manchmal da oben aus schaut.

credits

released November 6, 2019

all songs written, performed and produced by Tom Combo.
Mastered by Dan Suter at Echochamber.
Artwork by Tom Combo and Aline Meister

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Track Name: Seasons
SEASONS

Seasons changing on a daily basis
blossoms killed by sudden frost
migrating birds fall from the sky
but we stay no matter what it costs

your love can be so warm
so comforting and wise
one day we won't need
any cover or disguise

endless freeze-thaw cycles
I cut my love down to the base
I want it to survive
not to grow and die

this house is full of bodies
full of sweat and dirt and fear
you’re trying to get rid of me
while you say you need me here

you try to wear me out
with hostility made of shame
your voice is calm and clear
while your ghost’s still are untamed

your back is black and blue
and there's a knife right in your side
you might still want to Jeckill
while you already hide
Track Name: Hairdryer Man
HAIRDRYER MAN

Hairdryer Man there you stand
at the wall of the loo
with the dryer in your hand
people don't understand
got no hair to be dried
there's just air
and it's hot

all you hear is the sound
of the fan your ear close
to the dryer and you lay your
finger on your lips when I ask you
what’s the point
it's just like sex there's no point
in talking about

after six or seven hours
your dryer dies in your hand
something melts something smells
while you pack all your things
and you go to the shop
to buy a new one

the people there may be scared
by your grin but anyway
you just pay and you say
It's win-win
well In fact you don't say
it' s win-win but it's wind wind
kind of funny but drying is your job
explaining is not

hair dryer man there you stand
at the wall of the loo
got no hair to be dried
there's just air
and it's hot
perhaps this is a new trend
perhaps it is not
perhaps they’ll send you to a
mental institution
perhaps no one will ever see
your contribution
to modern life
you don’t care and neither do I
hair dryer man you don’t try
but you dry and you stand
at the wall of the loo
it's the thing that you do
Track Name: Grind
GRIND

I want this mill to be eaten by flames
I want this grinding stone to burst
I want the paddles of this millwheel
to break off one by one could
someone please put an end to this curse

far from anything you need
betrayed by the one to be trusted
both starving and disgusted
at the very same time

I'm waiting for swarms of locusts
to swallow the wheat
the oat and the rye
I want this river to run dry

I want this mill to be eaten by flames
I want this place to vanish in the ground
I wish that poisonous fog covered
the fields and the town
I want this mill to burn down

unable to say a word
Unable to refuse what they feed you
Though you know it will make
your teeth fall out bite by bite
Track Name: Kill You
KILL YOU

It took such a long time to kill you
and now you're gone
it still feels so wrong

the fact that you'd been an asshole
didn’t make it easier to be alone
cause the wounds you’d inflicted
got septic when I was on my own
you wanna make amends
now you're crying in the dark
but you treated me just like a dog
when you knew I wouldn't bark

the scissors-things cut out
all of your remains
leaving a dark hole of infinitive depth
I lost some parts of me in there as well
gonna call the department
of identity theft

now everything's so stale and obsolete
I'm buying things I don't really need
I'm talking to people I don't like to meet
and I'm checking for messages
I don't want to read

It took such a long time to kill you
and now you're gone
it still feels so wrong
Track Name: Stones
STONES

Stones in your way stones in the wall
stones that are big stones that are small
stones used to build or used to destroy
stones for your anger stones for your joy
stones on the doorstep stones in your bath
stones come in handy
when push comes to shove

stones
stones everywhere
stones don't care

stones in the streets in the trunk of your car
stones having drinks down at the bar
stones that are heavy or light as a feather
stones in your kidneys stones in your bladder
stones on your feet on your chest
on your head and a big one just
six feet up when you're dead

stones
stones everywhere
stones don't care
and neither do I
Track Name: Freeze
FREEZE

Can’t you feel the pressure drop
can’t you hear the wheeze
better keep on moving
cause everything in here is going to freeze

you still think you can make a difference
so you really want to stay
while I smile in self-defense
trying to keep it away

it’ll take our strength
it’ll suck our blood
It’ll deny our existence
it’ll kill our love

you can’t ease our pain for now
so leave as long as you can
I won’t be able to handle your panic
I can’t even handle a pan
Track Name: Boat
BOAT

I saw love in a boat it was floating away
from the shore more and more day by day
I saw you at the door taking your hat
saying I’m just gonna get me some cigarettes

if I try to hold you it’s just to hold you back
and if I want you to say you’d like to stay
it’s just to push you away

don’t even try to get me out of my mood
I won't rest before you feel worse than I do
if I don’t get love I take hate
hate is the last thing to die

And you can’t fly with your damaged wings
but you can still use them to hit me
some things you can’t ignore
you will hurt me even if it hurts you more
I saw you at the door taking your hat
saying I’m just gonna get me some cigarettes
of course I knew it was just a joke
since you don’t smoke you never did

we throw dirt at each other
and we swallow the soap
and we kiss while we feel more like
cutting each other's throat
I saw love in a boat it was floating away
from the shore more an more day by day
Track Name: Windshield Wiper
WINDSHIELD WIPER

Windshield wiper wipe away the rain
windshield wiper wipe away the pain
windshield wiper you give me clear sight
when I put out the lights in the silent night
am I driving on or off the road?
the ground seems to be muddy
I don’t take it slow

windshield wiper wipe away the rain
windshield wiper wipe away the pain
you let me see the darkness
through an oily sheen
windshield wiper I heard somebody scream
windshield wiper wipe away the mud
windshield wiper wipe away the blood
Track Name: Leave And Let Love
LEAVE AND LET LOVE

I’m not gonna play
the fool for you anymore
I’m not gonna say
those stupid things to you
no not anymore

we're living in different towns
in different countries
on different tectonic plates
it’s not our fault
seems to be our fate

it seemed to be a good idea at the time
but it’s not anymore it’s time to go

we're living on different planets
near different stars
in different parts of the universe
everyone should get what they deserve

I don't care if you go to hell my dear
or if you fly to the heavens above
the only thing that I know is
you have to leave an let love
Track Name: Unspoken
UNSPOKEN

Lost in the woods
surrounded by the unspoken
separated we stood
our spirits unbroken

don’t know why we have to fight
and who has caused this ordeal
uncertain what we’re fighting against
we’re dead certain it’s real

driven by fear
I struck into the void
driven by anger
I missed the whole point


I grasped at nothing when I
wanted to hold you tight
and I was misguided
when I thought I was right

I tried to stay tough
but I failed and I hovered
I didn’t know that the past
was taking your presence as cover
we lost all the tracks
but we found some traces
and we watched our steps
when the ghost's were getting faces

there's a walkthrough
and it's written in our guts
better prepare for the unexpected
if you don't want to end up nuts
lost in the woods
still not sure of the end
together we’re standing
soul and mind hand in hand
Track Name: Vandyke Elevator
VANDYKE ELEVATOR

Fresh paint on the wall
a vandyke-like brown
stuck in the elevator
going down

noise at a door up there
sounds kinda cruel
someone is yelling
someone with tools
can't understand
too much reverb
but I think I should curb
my expectations for this day
but on the bright side
I won't be hit by a car
I won't die on a train
on a boat or a plane


seems that I’m trapped
in a little brown cell
funny thing is
I like it quite well
I look at my hands
in the warm brown light
hey I might look like some
daguerreotype of guy


stuttering moves
the thing gets alive
the people up there get startled
like a beehive
as the door opens
they say now you’re safe
in moments like this I
don't know how to behave
I’m expected to be happy
and to express this in a way
I just say thank you and
have a nice day
Track Name: Eleven Words
ELEVEN WORDS

Eleven words you wrote
eleven words I didn't understand
eleven words you wrote
eleven words I already forgot

you wrote them on a page you
tore out of yesterday's paper
you put it on the kitchen table
and I kinda missed the point
you wrote them in a hurry I guess
just before you left
they seemed important to you
I really do regret


I wanted to talk to you about it
when we meet again
but I didn't dare to contact you
and you never called since then
I remember every word you said
and every single kiss
but I forgot those words cause inside
my head it looks like this:


but I do recall there
was half a picture of a dog
and I kinda counted the words
or I didn't but I'm sure there were

eleven words you wrote

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