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Pigimichi pt. 1: "Santa Rosa"

by Pigimichi

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    Only 12 Compact Discs left of the original printing of our first album, "Pigimichi pt. 1: "Santa Rosa'". An important part of the discography leading up to the bands second album, "Old Quarters". Artwork and design by Kiki LaPomme.

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    Original Run of the Pigimichi t-shirt design for the first album. Featuring printing of the original embroidery/fabric shirt created by Kiki LaPomme. On a neon yellow-green background, the bubbly PIGIMICHI letters stand proud, framed by the running figure of a sort of happy sunshine. Runs large!

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1.
5, 6, 7, 8! Floating on mountains of Ice - I can climb - you can tell all your mothers that we were afraid. Sliding down faster to oceans of space. Tell all your beautiful words to my face. What, what, what, is that white giant? In the sky? What are those-- What is that white giant? In the sky? What are those cows and turkeys? Can we keep going like Rasmussen could? Feasting on fat of the land of the woods? Land of the woods... I love nature.
2.
Our faces - mouths of honey, feet of grass, plastic honey Eyes open to the window. Rainbows on hands of play dough. Our faces mouths of honey, feet of grass, plastic money. Knock knock - who's there? It's orange. Ha ha! Eyes open to the weather. Colors on hands of leather. Our faces mouths of money, feet of glass, plastic honey. Knock knock - who's there? It's orange. Ha ha! I can't see back - did I have pink shoes on when his robots attacked? White heart. Gold chains. hanging inside my brain. Sometimes I try just so hard, it's too hard, I can't keep in my mind so I - Eyes open to the window. Rainbows on hands of play dough. Knock knock - who's there? Knock knock - who's there? Knock knock - IT'S.
3.
There was a house - it was our house full of pink rooms and daffodils. Will little fingers paint dripping rainbows all down our walls? Will we be lovers forever? I ask you while we sleep. 'Cause baby, I know I'm thinking upstream. But sometimes life is better than our dreams. There was a tree - there was a tree standing by my window sill. There was a house - it was our house full of pink rooms and daffodils. Will little fingers paint dripping rainbows all down our walls? Will we be lovers forever? I ask you while we sleep. There was a house, it was our house full of pink rooms and daffodils. I was walking by that house I spoke of barely - and we were smiling but in the middle of the kitchen we were throwing punches. So I kept on walking by.
4.
Eggs with butter - sunlight on my hands. Can you see the sweet fat dripping by my feet? Where's my mother? She's twenty feet away. Angel with the wings of songs and quiet words. I walk backwards into myself, turning 'round can you hear that bell? Last time I can remember eating eggs - eggs with butter. I was walking back from work one day and I stopped down that street. Yes I stopped to buy some Ice. I was going to be late but that was not a problem today because my boss is irate all the time... and I just can't see why it makes any difference any more what I do because it's just so hot, it's just so mad outside. I can't believe my mind - I am going crazy! Oooh ooh ooh Oooh ooh ooh Shadows growing out beneath the door - sits on roses smiling secrets to the bees. Always knowing - waiting for our hands to lift them away and sift them in the breeze. I walk backwards into myself, turning 'round can you hear that bell? Last time I can remember eating eggs - eggs with butter. x2 All of these memories still here. The last thing I can remember.
5.
They walked into the room and sat with claws out to consume your ruby heart and contrite words with napkins and a spoon. Moving through space made up of 80's dreams and metal smiles. Okay lay down on her old couch, although you see meanwhile... Light falls through the door to the back of your head while you sleep. Sing me a song, I'm happy (x4) It's nice inside a room, it's nice to have some paper too. Even the words of buried men. Light falls through the door to the back of your head while you sleep.
6.
Looking out a window. A house, a road, a tree, a car. I think that I could stay here all day. What is this - the clouds keep swimming on by. I think I'd like if they sat awhile. We could talk and trick them to come down, but in time would they softly compile? I see that all this time we had in our minds a place of digress - to sit in our heads - while we had our hearts here.
7.
I sang a song eight stories up in dark. Oak doors are hiding our lives. There he sits. Smiling, sort of glowing and reading upside down. Old news can be no news if we decide to run from the gazes of smoking smiles. Skeleton surfing on the - Paper his hands holding onto - his heart my heart - breaking falling from the ceiling, down into the smiling fishes. I heard the former -even my child inside cried for the broken trapeze and empty bars those dancing legs had sought. There he sits. Smiling, sort of glowing and reading upside down.
8.
All of the times we had to put in hands of gold became the rosy hues glazing young spotless minds. Softly fallen snow you say can save us - what do I think? Now my soul is running around with tiny toes and no blinks. Softly fallen snow you say can save us - what do I think? Now my soul is running around with tiny toes and no blinks. Kitchen. Dark. Fire. Shower. Breath. Sunshine. Down the sidewalk now I know it's love coming. All of the times we had to put in hands of gold became the rosy hues glazing young spotless minds. Softly fallen snow you say can save us - what do I think? Now my soul is running around with tiny toes and no blinks. Softly fallen snow you say can save us - what do I think? Now my soul is running around with tiny toes and no blinks. Kitchen. Dark. Fire. Shower. Breath. Sunshine. Down the sidewalk now I know it's love coming. Dear, please say - I thank you. Dear, please say - I thank you.

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released October 27, 2017

Steven Stallings (drums)
Jonny Stallings (keys)
Natalie Soper (vocals and guitar)
Mixing by Stephen Cope at Studio Studio Dada, Aug. 2017

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Pigimichi Provo, Utah

Formed in the rural badlands of San Pete Utah, Pigimichi's winding narratives move through synthetic dance grooves, riding on top of subtle tones of sci-fi and jazz.

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