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08 Dec 2015

Dial-A-Song video 49 is “I’ll Be Haunting You”. Starring Adoni Maropis and Carlos Ortega, directed by Paul & Mike Swiatek and produced by Shanti Whitney.

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flipping this one final switch i’m effectively insuring that i will be
overcoming all resistance long after my remains have been
vaporized with extreme prejudice and shot into outer space
i’ll be haunting you

need i remind you of the oath you swore in 1993
don’t act like you don’t act like you know why you flinch at the image of these words
that permanently skywritten in the ashes of my incinerated legacy
i’ll be haunting you

i’ll be haunting you
i’ll be haunting you as you are staring into outer space

my absence has been weaponized the empty sockets where my eyes
are swiveling to recognize and pin you down
i’m the ringing in your ears rewriting all your fears
and you’re the only one who hears the sound
telltale beating floorcase on this unreleasing remix
that rises like a phoenix from the ground

i’ll be haunting you
i’ll be haunting you
i’ll be haunting you as you take in your outer spatial views
when you look up you’ll remember me and then i’ll be haunting you


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01 Dec 2015

Video directed by David Plunkert, animated by Joyce Hesselberth & David Plunkert. Story direction assisted by David Cowles.

thank you for going back in time
and thwarting my assassin
and while we’re laughing about it
I know you didn’t really do that.
this was a test and you failed.

before you fire I should inform you
one of us is a double
I took the trouble to swap ties
somebody taps you on the shoulder
you don’t know who is your friend

let’s all just take a deep breath
and slowly lower our weapons to the floor
I am alone in the three part folding mirror
on the bathroom door
I am alone in the three part folding mirror
on the bathroom door

everyone take off your disguises
I see you and your brother
dressed as each other this time
so now it appears the double crossers
have been too clever by half

the fox has been outfoxed again
the row of smug expressions
all arrayed around are wiped away so

let’s all just take a deep breath
and slowly lower our weapons to the floor
I am alone in the three part folding mirror
on the bathroom door
I am alone in the three part folding mirror
on the bathroom door
I’m by myself in the three part folding mirror
on the bathroom door


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17 Nov 2015

Dial-A-Song 46!! Daylight, directed by Jason Willis. Why? is nearly here!!

so here we are
awake and dreaming
oh don’t look up, there’s nothing there
tilting at tilting things
let’s see what the daylight brings
let’s see what the daylight brings

who needs diamond rings, picture frames, fancy things,
when paperbacks and radios tell the tale?

so nothing’s fair
i’m worse for trying
while your eyes strain to see the air
tilting at tilting things
let’s see what the daylight brings
let’s see what the daylight brings


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15 Nov 2015

Glean” is out now, pre-order “Why?“! Stay tuned to Dial-A-Song for a new song & video *every* week in 2015.

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04 Nov 2015

Dial-A-Song 44 is “Elephants”, featuring Danny Weinkauf! A taster from the upcoming album Why? available to pre-order now! Video designed by Alison Cowles, Co-directed by David Cowles and Jeremy Galante.

they’re not the largest mammals
but they’re biggest on the land
so when I say “please step away”
I know you’ll understand

they’ve got two tusks up front for fighting
or digging in the dirt

so you can see how easily
you’d end up getting hurt

get out of the way
get out of the way
the elephants are coming through your town today

they’re great communicators
with waves called infrasound
seismically clear – you’d barely hear
them travel through the ground

and while the cows all stick together
and congregate at home
the bulls go out and walk about
they’d rather be alone

get out of the way
get out of the way
the elephants are coming through your house today


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31 Oct 2015

Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the route is ta’en,
Beneath the moon’s pale beams;
There, up the cove, to stray and rove,
Among the rocks and streams
To sport that night.

Among the bonny winding banks,
Where Doon rins, wimplin’ clear,
Where Bruce ance ruled the martial ranks,
And shook his Carrick spear,
Some merry, friendly, country folks,
Together did convene,
To burn their nits, and pou their stocks,
And haud their Halloween
Fu’ blithe that night.

The lasses feat, and cleanly neat,
Mair braw than when they’re fine;
Their faces blithe, fu’ sweetly kythe,
Hearts leal, and warm, and kin’;
The lads sae trig, wi’ wooer-babs,
Weel knotted on their garten,
Some unco blate, and some wi’ gabs,
Gar lasses’ hearts gang startin’
Whiles fast at night.

Then, first and foremost, through the kail,
Their stocks maun a’ be sought ance;
They steek their een, and graip and wale,
For muckle anes and straught anes.
Poor hav’rel Will fell aff the drift,
And wander’d through the bow-kail,
And pou’t, for want o’ better shift,
A runt was like a sow-tail,
Sae bow’t that night.

Then, staught or crooked, yird or nane,
They roar and cry a’ throu’ther;
The very wee things, todlin’, rin,
Wi’ stocks out owre their shouther;
And gif the custoc’s sweet or sour.
Wi’ joctelegs they taste them;
Syne cozily, aboon the door,
Wi cannie care, they’ve placed them
To lie that night.

The lasses staw frae ‘mang them a’
To pou their stalks of corn:
But Rab slips out, and jinks about,
Behint the muckle thorn:
He grippet Nelly hard and fast;
Loud skirl’d a’ the lasses;
But her tap-pickle maist was lost,
When kitlin’ in the fause-house
Wi’ him that night.

The auld guidwife’s well-hoordit nits,
Are round and round divided,
And monie lads’ and lasses’ fates
Are there that night decided:
Some kindle coothie, side by side,
And burn thegither trimly;
Some start awa, wi’ saucy pride,
And jump out-owre the chimlie
Fu’ high that night.

Jean slips in twa wi’ tentie ee;
Wha ’twas she wadna tell;
But this is Jock, and this is me,
She says in to hersel:
He bleezed owre her, and she owre him,
As they wad never mair part;
Till, fuff! he started up the lum,
And Jean had e’en a sair heart
To see’t that night.

Poor Willie, wi’ his bow-kail runt,
Was brunt wi’ primsie Mallie;
And Mallie, nae doubt, took the drunt,
To be compared to Willie;
Mall’s nit lap out wi’ pridefu’ fling,
And her ain fit it brunt it;
While Willie lap, and swore by jing,
‘Twas just the way he wanted
To be that night.

Nell had the fause-house in her min’,
She pits hersel and Rob in;
In loving bleeze they sweetly join,
Till white in ase they’re sobbin’;
Nell’s heart was dancin’ at the view,
She whisper’d Rob to leuk for’t:
Rob, stowlins, prie’d her bonny mou’,
Fu’ cozie in the neuk for’t,
Unseen that night.

But Merran sat behint their backs,
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell;
She lea’es them gashin’ at their cracks,
And slips out by hersel:
She through the yard the nearest taks,
And to the kiln goes then,
And darklins graipit for the bauks,
And in the blue-clue throws then,
Right fear’t that night.

And aye she win’t, and aye she swat,
I wat she made nae jaukin’,
Till something held within the pat,
Guid Lord! but she was quakin’!
But whether ‘was the deil himsel,
Or whether ’twas a bauk-en’,
Or whether it was Andrew Bell,
She didna wait on talkin’
To spier that night.

Wee Jennie to her grannie says,
“Will ye go wi’ me, grannie?
I’ll eat the apple at the glass
I gat frae Uncle Johnnie:”
She fuff’t her pipe wi’ sic a lunt,
In wrath she was sae vap’rin’,
She notice’t na, an aizle brunt
Her braw new worset apron
Out through that night.

“Ye little skelpie-limmer’s face!
I daur you try sic sportin’,
As seek the foul thief ony place,
For him to spae your fortune.
Nae doubt but ye may get a sight!
Great cause ye hae to fear it;
For mony a ane has gotten a fright,
And lived and died deleeret
On sic a night.

“Ae hairst afore the Sherramoor, –
I mind’t as weel’s yestreen,
I was a gilpey then, I’m sure
I wasna past fifteen;
The simmer had been cauld and wat,
And stuff was unco green;
And aye a rantin’ kirn we gat,
And just on Halloween
It fell that night.

“Our stibble-rig was Rab M’Graen,
A clever sturdy fallow:
His son gat Eppie Sim wi’ wean,
That lived in Achmacalla:
He gat hemp-seed, I mind it weel,
And he made unco light o’t;
But mony a day was by himsel,
He was sae sairly frighted
That very night.”

Then up gat fechtin’ Jamie Fleck,
And he swore by his conscience,
That he could saw hempseed a peck;
For it was a’ but nonsense.
The auld guidman raught down the pock,
And out a hanfu’ gied him;
Syne bade him slip frae ‘mang the folk,
Some time when nae ane see’d him,
And try’t that night.

He marches through amang the stacks,
Though he was something sturtin;
The graip he for a harrow taks.
And haurls it at his curpin;
And every now and then he says,
“Hemp-seed, I saw thee,
And her that is to be my lass,
Come after me, and draw thee
As fast this night.”

He whistled up Lord Lennox’ march
To keep his courage cheery;
Although his hair began to arch,
He was say fley’d and eerie:
Till presently he hears a squeak,
And then a grane and gruntle;
He by his shouther gae a keek,
And tumbled wi’ a wintle
Out-owre that night.

He roar’d a horrid murder shout,
In dreadfu’ desperation!
And young and auld came runnin’ out
To hear the sad narration;
He swore ’twas hilchin Jean M’Craw,
Or crouchie Merran Humphie,
Till, stop! she trotted through them
And wha was it but grumphie
Asteer that night!

Meg fain wad to the barn hae gaen,
To win three wechts o’ naething;
But for to meet the deil her lane,
She pat but little faith in:
She gies the herd a pickle nits,
And two red-cheekit apples,
To watch, while for the barn she sets,
In hopes to see Tam Kipples
That very nicht.

She turns the key wi cannie thraw,
And owre the threshold ventures;
But first on Sawnie gies a ca’
Syne bauldly in she enters:
A ratton rattled up the wa’,
And she cried, Lord, preserve her!
And ran through midden-hole and a’,
And pray’d wi’ zeal and fervour,
Fu’ fast that night;

They hoy’t out Will wi’ sair advice;
They hecht him some fine braw ane;
It chanced the stack he faddom’d thrice
Was timmer-propt for thrawin’;
He taks a swirlie, auld moss-oak,
For some black grousome carlin;
And loot a winze, and drew a stroke,
Till skin in blypes cam haurlin’
Aff’s nieves that night.

A wanton widow Leezie was,
As canty as a kittlin;
But, och! that night amang the shaws,
She got a fearfu’ settlin’!
She through the whins, and by the cairn,
And owre the hill gaed scrievin,
Whare three lairds’ lands met at a burn
To dip her left sark-sleeve in,
Was bent that night.

Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays,
As through the glen it wimpl’t;
Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays;
Whyles in a wiel it dimpl’t;
Whyles glitter’d to the nightly rays,
Wi’ bickering, dancing dazzle;
Whyles cookit underneath the braes,
Below the spreading hazel,
Unseen that night.

Among the brackens, on the brae,
Between her and the moon,
The deil, or else an outler quey,
Gat up and gae a croon:
Poor Leezie’s heart maist lap the hool!
Near lav’rock-height she jumpit;
but mist a fit, and in the pool
Out-owre the lugs she plumpit,
Wi’ a plunge that night.

In order, on the clean hearth-stane,
The luggies three are ranged,
And every time great care is ta’en’,
To see them duly changed:
Auld Uncle John, wha wedlock joys
Sin’ Mar’s year did desire,
Because he gat the toom dish thrice,
He heaved them on the fire
In wrath that night.

Wi’ merry sangs, and friendly cracks,
I wat they didna weary;
And unco tales, and funny jokes,
Their sports were cheap and cheery;
Till butter’d so’ns, wi’ fragrant lunt,
Set a’ their gabs a-steerin’;
Syne, wi’ a social glass o’ strunt,
They parted aff careerin’
Fu’ blythe that night.

(Robert Burns, “Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect“, 1786)


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28 Oct 2015

Dial-A-Song week 43 is “It Said Something”, visuals created by Victor Fitzsimons.

TMBG UK Tour dates 2016!

it just said something, nobody heard it but me
I wasn’t recording, anyway why would I be?
it said something new that wouldn’t come out of me
and I don’t even dream about that kind of thing

that’s not the insane part, the insane part is
first of all it can speak
second of all the thing it said, it’s like it read my mind

it just read my mind now I have to lay down
think things over everything up is down
it just said something, I was sleeping and then
I was awoken, I’ll never sleep again

excavate the book, nobody needs to know why
sell the delusion look it in the eye
speak it in reverse so the babies can see
dress them in silver, set the monkeys free

that’s not the insane part
the insane part is first of all it can speak
second of all the thing it said it’s like it read my mind

it just said something, I was sleeping and then
I was awoken, I’ll never sleep again
it just read my mind now I have to lay down
think things over everything up is down

it just said something, I was sleeping and then
I was awoken, I’ll never sleep again
it just read my mind now I have to lay down
think things over everything up is down


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20 Oct 2015

Dial-A-Song Week 42!. Get Glean, pre-order Why?!

This stuff is complex
Never figured out the part that comes next
I’m out of my depth
Everything I reach for is out of my grasp

And nothing comes next
You figured on a change or a rest
Well, that’s a good guess
Everything is shifting and shifting again

Something punched my mind in the face
Tracked me down under my pillow case
Now we’re alone in this freaky place
Our consciousness has been

This stuff is complex
Never figured out the part that comes next
I’m out of my depth
Everything I reach for is out of my grasp

There are forces out to destroy us
I heard whispers. It was a warning
They’ll knock us out and drag us to a forest
Yes, that’s what I’ve been told


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13 Oct 2015

Dial-A-Song #41 is “Prepare”. Video directed by Paul Sahre. “Glean” is out now, pre-order “Why?“!

Prepare

prepare for a second from now
comb your hair and compose yourself
prepare for a second from now
adjust your chair and clear your throat
a second from the present is nigh
are all your affairs in order now?
a second is a very short time
a moment to anticipate the things to come

the next second won’t be anything like the current one
and we won’t know how it’s gonna be till a second is done

no one can see into the future
we’re just going to have to wait
there may be strange new customs and new ideas
so try to keep an open mind
prepare for a second from now
as if that would make any difference at all
ready or not it is coming
and there’s no way to stop the clock

the next second’s gonna make the present seem like long ago
and make you forget everything that you currently know

counting down / to zero from one
hold your breath / here it comes
now that the second has passed
let’s all reflect on the times we’ve had
look back on a second ago
given everything that we now know
remember a second ago
recall if you can how it used to be
remember a second ago
it’s hard to believe we were so naive

I can barely remember anything about a second ago
we will soon be a second in the future that is all I know


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28 Sep 2015

Brooklyn’s very own perpetual-motion machine, They Might Be Giants are releasing their second album of 2015. The eagerly awaited follow up to their Grammy-winning “Here Come the 123s” and the Grammy-nominated “Here Comes Science”, the legendary originals return to the world of kids stuff with a fantastic set of new songs. Why? will be released 27th November via Lojinx and features a collection of new songs on their 2015 Dial-A-Song re-launch.

Coming out of the gate with the odd brilliance of “Oh You Did” through the pop charm of “Out of A Tree,” “Elephants” and “Omnicorn,” to the rocking optimism of “Then The Kids Took Over,” Why? has everything to delight both kids and parents alike. The album also celebrates marriage equality with the song “And Mom and Kid,” a track the band contributed to an HBO special on family diversity called “A Family is A Family is A Family.” Love wins! TMBG’s projects for kids always deliver memorable songs with irresistible melodies and original production values — all in a family-friendly package with none of that pandering aftertaste.

They Might Be Giants are in the middle of an epic year. They are releasing a new song (and video) every week through their Dial-A-Song project and touring non-stop. They will be returning to the UK in January 2016.

Pre-order Why? HERE and get 4 instant mp3 downloads!


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