Blue Cotton Skin

by Petracovich

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Nighttime 03:00
Nightime Journey to the moon On the back Of a big firefly Take us up above the city Your hair Picks up all the light Tropical fish in sky Take a ride take a ride take a ride take a Come on Take me for a ride Open window's the sign Staining blue, soaked into my cotton skin See now tinker bells in bloom Leave your room for the sky Take a ride take a ride take a ride take a ride Nightlight glowing from the wall Little god Scare away, keep at bay Elfish shadows want to fool me Dimly, dimly lits the road Creatures move very slow Coming close coming close coming close coming close Join them underneath the fern Lit right through from the moon Looking down, I don't mind if she can see me
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Driving Home 04:22
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waterhouse 02:01
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company 03:36
Moving you from your chosen seat's like rolling away the stone Queen Anne's Lace so delicate and quiet Hands are green from trying to pull you up Cause you can't feed someone who isn't hungry Or has no taste for you And there's some sorts of food that you must eat with company And this is one of those afternoons Moving you from your chosen seat's like Opening cathedral doors Two feet wide and ten feet high Holy faces smile down from the wood Sincere as a mountain But just as tired You'd sooner stay where you are Cause you can't feed someone who isn't hungry or has no taste for you And there's some sorts of food that you must eat with company And this is one of those afternoons It's breathing behind me I'm too scared for moving Like running through water It's like getting you going Oh you can't feed someone who isn't hungry Or has no taste for you And there's some sorts of food I'd rather eat with my friends And this is one of those afternoons
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Rosebud 02:01
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Footsteps 05:20
So she walked into the room, laid down on the couch oooh Goes and boils a pot of tea, lift the lid, drop the leaves ooohh So don't listen for the door to open, Here in the city it is no use keeping track of all the cars Outside it softly starts to rain, greets her like the family cat, holds her in the room like hands, holding something made of glass Quiet down now baby rest, and just listen to me fall. She sits there for a long time, in the teeth of her mind oooh Oh, I need to be alone with me Somewhere in the country Where there's chance of hoping For footsteps aaaaaah

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Petracovich's first album, come to be with the great help of the Nord Lead, Jessica's first workings with electronic music. Recorded with Tad Wagner at Buonapasta Studios in Santa Barbara over a year's time, with great patience and fun.

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released November 23, 2002

Jessica Peters - vocals, piano, nord lead, acoustic guitar
Tad Wagner - guitars, programming
Bruce Winter - Bass
Andrew Giakumakis - Drums

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Petracovich Santa Rosa, California

Dreamy folk pop that is lyrical, poetic and full. Jessica of Petracovich plays the piano, with some banjo and bells and lots of clicky sounds and shakery things. She hikes hills, changes diapers, and loves to sing in bars.

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