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Bury The Lede

by Dessa

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glenatron A Dessa album always represents outstanding value for money - not only is she a great lyricist, but each track contains 300% more words than an equivalent-length song by any other artist.
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It's true you know, when the magic's on her, she can't miss. Favorite track: Tell Me Again.
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davidmpickett Dessa has never been one to mince words or pull punches, but of all her albums, this might be the most relentless.

In the narrative arc of Dessa's discography, Bury The Lede is a propulsive opening to Act 2. With new sounds and new loves, Dessa looks to the future, having finally said goodbye to the past in Chime.

Bury the Lede starts with a party and ends with a painting. There's no false advertising here. Just another heartbreak to clean up, but make it quick. Dessa's done waiting. Favorite track: What If I'm Not Ready.
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1.
Fill the kiddie pool up with Prosecco Get the LEDs on need the spectacle Gotta beat the one last week let’s get a record If you’re tryna be a go-getter you gotta go and get it Desperate times call for desperate pleasures Some legitimate headlines mostly cries for attention The camera speeds copy ready to read oughta be a good night We’re live in 3, 2— fuck, man, busted on a hot mic Cuz it’s a hurricane a hurricane party End days every other Wednesday Live girls dance dead men float A hurricane party gold dust, sex, and Bacardi DJ says don’t hold back because the water won’t Looks like someone leaked the password too much tea to clean earl grey disaster Campaign manager come walks it backwards but he’s the one who tipped TV—clever bastard Shots fired in the echo chamber rico-ricochet The other side puts kids in danger don’t matter what their argument, that’s what they always say Front of the parade girl spins a baton band leader conducts with a corn on the cob The new sound gets everybody out on their lawn composed for french horn, cash register, mob Hook Okay, who broke the chain letter too much bad luck to try to get away with it One more plague, nobody goes to recess Chatbots away take out your paper pieces longhand Gimme an essay on the living conditions in Oz written by the Strawman: housing shot up, looking for a soft land Dorothy comes to, couldn’t give a goddamn Looking for a few recruits to do what must be done So if you got the heart and a pair of good boots meet me at the food court by Forever 21 Hook
2.
Decoy 02:21
Not a sidepiece or a wifepiece I’m a thinkpiece If you’re done then take your dishes to the sink please Wash to the right dry to the left mind is a kite and the fall is a mess Out of office out of body out of fucks to give sorry not sorry With a busted rib ain’t a thing to do about it just tape and time and then you take the turn again Lean in harder hope the road won’t burn so bad this time you read your curve fast as fuck fit to swerve put the money to the metal come and get your girl Til the lights blur til the lines meet in the middle of the high beams and the wipers keep time with the heartbeat Til you hit a nerve I’m falling don’t catch me don’t touch me don’t call me Not much we let go even when we should and we know it I walk the wall with both hands open I’d leave it all Smokey eye because the mind’s on fire Break glass and pass the axe skyward Stone the satellites drones versus battle kites Here goes the next past life There’s a speaker in a decoy at the heart of the mine that rewinds the same birdsong Tell the back of the line that the digging is fine let’s get the third shift on They say that a rising tide when it comes in will lift every ship But they skipped the bit about wildfire how it burns every bridge Panic tryna find a little dry ground big back ups everybody outbound Not me I’m like the good witch bring the motherfucking house down Looks like I hit a nerve I hit a nerve No patience I stay laced up and I’m running Learned a phrase in every country I’ve lived and died, been revived like this That game you taught me how to play I won it Moved out East and I stayed hungry And when the magic’s on me, I can’t miss I can’t miss
3.
Chopper 02:39
When I’m good, I know it When I’m bad I don’t know why If you like it, you should show it before we run right out of night Tired of the bar scene the stupid parties getting makeup off my face and glitter out the carpet Meet me in the elevator, let’s press all the buttons we can say our goodbyes later place is faded won’t remember nothing Visine, cab fare, dry shampoo I’ll take another like déjà—you should let your guard down I laid all my cards out Bells are ringing last round but I’m not turning back now This might be love it’s still too close to call But when the lights come up don’t wanna be the flower on the wall Our nights are numbered you can count them as they fall But I like the thunder I’m here to feel it all I know something’s missing I know something isn’t right Seems like the good ones always hidden somewhere just outta sight I think I’m ready, but I can’t say that I’m not afraid I got a sense of direction that gets in my own way I know at best it gets messy nobody’s got an extra heart on hand to break Dark eyes, allspice, hey look who walked in shark fin headed for the pool table oooh maybe we could shoot a few later I got things to do but this game is better two-player Hook
4.
You keep in touch but out of reach You know me I always did like hide and seek This crush I’m underneath it gets lonely more hand to mouth than cheek to cheek Tell me again and this time try to mean it Tell me again and This time try to mean it You call me up from far away though it’s so late you don’t seem to have much to say I think you must have news to break I can take it I’d rather hear it from you, baby Hook If we’re just play fighting how come that blade’s shining how come my eyeliner’s running Then all of a sudden you strike lightning You turn me outside in then I’m hit I’m in trouble Now it’s just a matter of time It’s just a matter of time It’s just a matter of time I hope you love somebody Even if that body isn’t mine Even if that body isn’t mine it isn’t Even if that body isn’t if that body isn’t Even if that body isn’t that body isn’t mine Oh, just a little liquid courage and Ooh, just a little powdered faith I’ve been in and out of trouble while you have been walking away Oh, just a little liquid courage and Ooh, just a little powdered faith And oh, you’ve been running out of patience And me, I’ve just been dancing in place
5.
Don’t be shy I already like you Don’t care what you drive I’m attracted to the IQ Not my style to make the first move Haven’t felt this type of way since maybe high school Sealed with a kiss Signed with an Epipen You gotta tolerate some risk If you wanna make a margin, wanna make a friend We could live a little larger Split the dividends Wheels up Let’s go Already missed too much To take this thing too slow I already like you There’s no sure bet You just ride, ride, ride roulette And I like you I already like you It feels right Because it’s true Don’t have to try when I’m with you You’re not the type to bend a rule But I’m your bullet And the proof This city can feel like a little town Think a marathon’s on, way they’re running all their mouths But let em talk, Let em wear their selves out My book stays open I know ‘cause I wrote it Fucked up the trust fall Caught a concussion Run it off, that ain’t nothing But the cost The cost of doing business And I can take a hit with the big kids Back up off me and count your own fingers Wheels up Let’s go I could be your bullet and the proof Bullet and the proof I already I already like you
6.
Summer on the subway whole city sweatin on the platform And the 4 would go to my place but there’s bodies pressed against the train doors I’ll wait til the next one comes— been wearing that phrase out It’s hard to meet someone to unmeet the last one somehow Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again I see you all over town It’s like there must be a dozen of you But just one me and lately she’s breaking down Oreos and bourbon I rent a movie and I watch it in bed That’s a B+ Thursday and the past stays asleep in my head But then the camera pulls back A sea of people out in the park I press pause, and I hear myself laugh I lean in and I’m shot through the— Hook Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again I see you all over town It’s like there must be a dozen of you Oh, I guess I’ll see you around I guess I’ll see you around There’s your face in the crowd again I see you all over town It’s like there must be a dozen of you but only one me and she’s freaking out Hooks
7.
Blush 02:41
You like it when I wear my hair down but I say that way it just gets in my eyes you say that’s exactly what you like so much I think that sums us up sometimes I’ll be your favorite me mostly carefree laughs easily But what you can’t see in my routine is how hard it gets to keep the heartbeat clean I can see the problem clearly I can see the simple fact is that you like me in theory and I like you back in practice I’m a moon for you give you just the good side save you all the best lines Sometimes I wish that I was immune to you could see you and go right by pull myself away from your high tide I’ll be fine again by morning, right I set a timer to remind myself Nights are just sentimental for me, why of all of the people on the planet can’t think of anybody else I know we’re sposed to keep it light, but no one can pick their appetites, so I think I’m done up on the tightrope I want a love that feels like more than just survival My beauty My anger My sadness all anchored they’re fused to the bone You can’t take some and leave some I’m this way for a reason You gotta love it all whole or let it all go But there’s room for two we could share a flashlight you and me by a landslide every time but if it’s true that you don’t feel so satisfied by it I won’t wait around and wonder why Hook
8.
Crash 02:12
I came to crash your party Looks like your party crashed itself Everyone left early there must be something good going somewhere else But I see you through the window you’re wearing the face you make when you’re alone I knock and you let me though you wanna know what I came for And I accidentally tell the truth I don’t know what to do when I’m not here with you I’m lost I’m running around I’m a creep I’m a clown I’m exhausted So I came to crash your party and yeah I know now it’s too late to talk I just wanna help pick up all the pieces feel like it never even happened at all I came to crash your party c’mon and say I can stay just to help I know you could use somebody to get the glasses back up on the shelf I came to crash your party
9.
I ran away young with a kite and a water gun looking for a fight pretty quick to find some Hair tucked up in a Lakers cap flip the lucky in a soft pack smoked it last Walking down the yellow line g’head write your traffic ticket I thought I was hard as fuck I thought I was on a mission Jump cut to the present day still got the same sharp tongue same long face Pride is my problem I know that’s right but that don’t solve it I don’t like favors I don’t like debts I can’t repay I don’t like making anything less than my own way What if I’m not ready What if I’m not ready for all that I’ve been waiting for Hold it all against me push me through the only doorway I’ve been here too long by now and that’s how time runs out On the phone with a friend says worry where you're going don’t worry where you’ve been Sounds like he’s reaching out a hand are you reaching back to him Maybe you’re too attached to your freedom truth is you don’t let anybody in cuz you don’t like em leaving My pride is my problem I know that’s right but that don’t solve it Hook My battle cry just one last time My signal fire this life of mine My pride is my problem My battle cry I don’t like favors I don’t like debts I can’t repay My signal fire I don’t like making anything less than my own way For all that I’ve been waiting for What if I’m not ready
10.
Long Wave 03:33
The razor’s free but they get you on the blades it’s basically on a know-to-need it basis Who’s gonna who’s gonna go and get it I’m on the road already Beijing to Bombay to Boise Signal gets lost in the noise we tune in but tap out before too long Chatter on the intercom who’s gonna go and get it Someone else’s job I’m on the road already But I keep the radio on The long wave the last stations calling The long wave goes the way of all things Starve the guard dog and see what hunger does it’s easy when we’re well fed to talk of love Panic bought a weighted blanket now can’t get up to change the channels lost cabin pressure in the living room What we wanted so bad, now we have it still end up with parts not on the package just tryna put a new joint in solid bone Pull over read by the dome light Shoulder to sleep on til sunrise But I listen in the whole night scanning for a voice I know Rearview shows a cloud of dust a ghost arisen Windshield don’t show much but I know something’s hidden so I spin the dial real slow On these straightaways lonely steeplechase only me to race home and I know it Day then night then day loop these interstates More goodbyes than hellos I just go with Hook
11.
Rothko 03:04
You see shapes inside the paintings but all I see is black at a chapel here in Houston where we’re standing back to back Questions here are useless nothing answers back But I can’t stop my mind from trying all it wants to know is why Other people’s prayers hanging in the air between you and me and everything we’ve kept unsaid so carefully I don’t want to care so much for someone I can barely see But I can’t stop my body pining all it wants to do is try Me without a hill to die on You without a ring to kiss With nightfall comes that fool Orion who never swings so can’t be missed A machine with no sense is just a wheel to spin For all we try to invent we wind up here again Me without a hill to die on guess I’ll have to heal from this Pool cue and a pair of pythons make my own caduceus We seem to be ending before we begin It’s like losing the feeling in a phantom limb We choose which fools to suffer And they choose to suffer us We lose all use of color Just water on the brush But you and me we could be cadmium cadmium red cadmium cadmium red

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The new full-length from Dessa, out September 29th on Doomtree Records.

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released September 29, 2023

Vocals recorded at Instrument Landing and The Birdcage
Engineered by Andy Thompson and Dessa
Mixed by Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway
Mastered by Bruce Templeton at Microphonic Mastering

Photography by Sam Gehrke
Layout and design by Andy McAlpine

Executive Producers: Dessa, Lazerbeak, and Andy Thompson
Management: Becky Hoffmann

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Dessa is a writer and touring musician based in Manhattan and Minneapolis. Quick wit, sharp pen, soft heart.

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