Close as a Slow Dance

by Wasp Summer

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about

In the first seconds of her debut solo album 'Close as a Slow Dance', Wasp Summer pulls you into the story-arc of a woman who won't settle down and whose outlaw life rollercoasters through passion, desperation, divorce, and a desire to burn everything to be free. Wasp Summer's smouldering voice commands immediate attention, framed by the timeless sounds of alt-country, soul and blues, of dobros, twangy guitars, warm organs, strings, harmonies and handclaps.

Born in England and reared in an Australian surf town, Sam Wareing birthed Wasp Summer in Berlin's fertile international DIY singer-songwriter scene where she has developed an alternative approach to living as an independent artist. She curates a monthly living room concert series, has organised and played over 150 concerts, regularly tours via couchsurfing and car-sharing, and has helped build A Headful of Bees, a Berlin-based artist collective and record label that is dedicated to helping artists to take a DIT (Do-It-Together) approach rather than DIY.

So, it makes sense that Wasp Summer's debut album would also embrace this global underground approach. She successfully crowdfunded the cost of mixing, mastering and manufacturing the album with contributions rolling in from 23 cities worldwide. The band recording was done in a relaxed and creative 5-day session with a mobile studio in a private home in northern Italy, was finished in Zürich and then mixed and mastered in Buenos Aires. The album features violin, cello, guitars and vocals emailed in by friends in Tuscon, Oslo, Tamworth and Melbourne who have worked with the likes of Calexico, Giant Sand and Silver Ray.

Wasp Summer will be DIT-touring throughout 2012, starting with Germany in March.

'Close as a Slow Dance' is the first of six albums that the artist collective A Headful of Bees will release in 2012.

credits

released 04 May 2012
All songs written by Wasp Summer. Arrangements by Wasp Summer, Henry Hugo and Los Savonarolas.

Produced, recorded and engineered by Henry Hugo at Paolo and Maria's house in Castiglione Olona, Italy and Zürich, Switzerland with the Untuned Mobile Studio.

Mixed by Marcelo Depetro and Mastered by Toto Strapporava, Buenos Aires.

Wasp Summer - guitars, vocals, organ, vibraphone, handclaps, backing vocals, programming

Los Savonarolas
Henry Hugo - guitars, bass, mandolin, lap steel, piano, banjo, organs, dobro, programming, strings and brass arrangements
Fabio Gallarati - guitars, bass, dobro, male chorus, handclaps, pasta, translation
Stefano Caldonazzo - drums, handclaps, male chorus, wooden frog, triangle, documentation

Vicki Brown - violin
Julitha Ryan - cello, organ
Mark Steiner - vocal on 'Pretty Promises'
Paolo Zangara - bass
Leigh Ivin - pedal steel, guitar

Thanks to: Henry for his generosity and ideas. Paolo and Maria for their home. Mark Steiner for encouragement and introductions. Irene Wareing for her support. Jon Shannon for the original demos. A Headful of Bees' Eric Eckhart, Cameron Wilson and Ken Burke.

Love to Sascha, Tom, Lena, Michelle, Cameron, Damian, Matty and Beth from The Gypsy Curse, Dora, Nicho, Chez, Ola from El Madrigal, Andreas from The Alma Church Choir, Bec and Bob, Sean M., EZB, Chappelli, Justin and Darren. The Australian and Berlin crews for encouragement. Berlin venues where I honed these songs: art.gerecht, Valentin Stüberl, Ufer Cafe, Joe's Bar.

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Track Name: Dancehall at Louse Point
I just wanted to hold hands with some young, strong GI
While I waited for myself to cry enough tears to float you back to me

Bring me another gin,
The air is stale and Autumn’s setting in and I’m still in love with him
And no-one wants to dance with me

If none of you are going to take me home
I may as well be carried out comatose cause I feel so numb inside
And all this pretty hair can’t hide that…
I’m still in love with you

And though the future’s knocking
And my love’s a futile offering
And though my body knows better than my heart
I don’t wanna let go and I don’t wanna fall apart
Someone distract me now

The band starts another dance
And rather than offer him another chance, I’m paid to make the people cry
And sing my heart out ’til the lights come up
The band is out the door
The waiter waltzes his broom around the floor but I’m still standing here
Feeling lonely as before, ’cause…
I’m still in love with you

And though the future’s knocking
And my love’s a futile offering
And though my body knows better than my heart
I don’t wanna let go and I don’t wanna fall apart
Someone distract me now

My heart’s a dirty little mutineer…
Track Name: Late August Early September
Make me a day, a day out of time
Time that is shimmering
Woven from everything pure and divine

Divine are the words, the words sealed on jade
Elegiac, ardent
In leaving, believing the promises made

We will have our day, my love
We will have our day

Te deum
Track Name: Jacob
Jacob, your sweet smile each time we pull apart…
That we ever have to stop at all would surely break my heart
I feel your wishes and your words in my skin
My hands are burning and my body’s singing
Te Deum for you, for you

Jacob, you have opened me like none before
I found solace in security and never asked for more
I heard the Ballad of Lucy Jordan
I thought she was just a foolish dreamer
Chasing her regret ’til you

Jacob, take me on a journey far from here
Roll your car up with the engine off so my husband doesn’t hear
I left my suitcase behind the door
I’ve got some records and the money-jar
And not a lot else more but you
Track Name: On the Outside of You
Your troubled thoughts boil in your grey eyes
Don’t think I don’t notice, don’t think I don’t recognise
You’re so deep in yourself that you can’t hold me when I try to reach you
Head down like you expect me to beat you

I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
After all that I tried it’s frustrating to be, still, on the outside of you

When you’ve got someone to hold you, when there’s fear in your heart,
When you pull yourself apart, I could be anyone at all
When you fall to pieces it’s not me you’re looking for
I’m just a door in a wall that doesn’t keep out the cold
I’m so tired

I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
After all that I tried it’s frustrating to be, still, on the outside of you
Track Name: I'm Going Mining
I’ve got this picture of you, six years old
In your spiderman costume down the shops with your sister.
Where’s that unself-conscious face now?
I read a letter from an older man
He had longer hair, but he wrote in your hand.
Said he loved to make love and could talk through all the hard stuff

You rest gentle on my mind but you’re insubstantial in my hand.
Come on lover, where’s your spine?
Where oh where oh where’s my man?

No stories, no answers, no feelings
No nothing in your eyes

I’m going mining.
I’m going mining.
Mining, finding your ruby heart
Your ruby heart

30 records from this man
In his hot pinstripe, with his hand in the small of my back
And feeding me at our favourite restaurant
This other man, he chases me
On our bicycles through the dark back streets
And rides through the night when I need him

Is there nothing on your mind?
I’m unnerved by your gentle, distant eyes
You’re physically present
But you’re not here

Love, but not in love
Please give me something to go on

I’m going mining.
I’m going mining.
Mining, finding your ruby heart
Your ruby heart
Track Name: I Hope You'll Mend
I was drunk, I was scared of the precious girl I made

I was scared I would break her
So I just had to break her to make her
Stronger, to handle the breaking I placed upon her

I’m sorry. I hope you’ll mend

I was angry with no words to say, I couldn’t handle myself

I thought if she learned to
Be tough enough to pull through, she’d survive all the worries life shoves you into
I think that she’ll work it out

I’m sorry. I hope you’ll mend

They say, “You don’t treat me no good.”
But they don’t understand it kills something in a man
To feel he can’t provide a home
I turned away

I’m sorry. I hope you’ll mend
Track Name: No Time For Compliments Now
We used to roll like tumbled gems
And like the sea we’d writhe
When you were young and strong
And I was young and lithe
We used to wreak public havoc
You’d wrench me around in the street
Take turns in wrecking each other
We’d die before calling defeat

What was I wearing last time we danced this way?
I remember it was white
It must have been our wedding night

All those hard nights only women can do alone
Hard nights men can only do in company
I wouldn’t bet the farm on your lasting charm
I wouldn’t buy another ticket in your lottery

Where were we the last time you held me so tenderly?
I sat all night by your bed
You pulled me in...
And gave yourself to me

You were handsome, the devil
I was red Lilith’s revenge
But there’s no time for compliments now
Track Name: Waiting
Break-up song on the radio
We’re as close as a slow dance
If that’s wrong, tell me so
Tell me something

Oh, say what you need to say
(The waiting’s the worst of it)
Oh, come on!
Ever since the world began it was this way
You’ll step back and see?
That’s not enough for me

Do we wait like we’ve always waited for you?
Waited like good girls are supposed to do
For love we’re not sure will come through
Waiting for you

Choose some nerve, some courage
Or choose old and lonely
I’m handing you the apple now
This is not our Eden

Oh, say
Say what you need to say
(Before I lose all respect)
Oh, come on!
Ever since the world began it was this way
There is no good time so...
Knuckle down or let go
Track Name: Our Old Oblivion
Your troubled thoughts boil in your grey eyes
Don’t think I don’t notice, don’t think I don’t recognise
You’re so deep in yourself that you can’t hold me when I try to reach you
Head down like you expect me to beat you

I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
After all that I tried it’s frustrating to be, still, on the outside of you

When you’ve got someone to hold you, when there’s fear in your heart,
When you pull yourself apart, I could be anyone at all
When you fall to pieces it’s not me you’re looking for
I’m just a door in a wall that doesn’t keep out the cold
I’m so tired

I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
I can’t stand it when you don’t trust me
After all that I tried it’s frustrating to be, still,
On the outside of you
Track Name: On the River Road
Camphor Laurel trees, sugar cane and sky
On the river road, Lismore to Corakai

Come rolling like the hills, yeah
In the place where I was born
Never in my life have I known
A place to call home

The land, like lovers, lay hot and red against the sky
Naked and inflamed, and I know black tears well in my eyes

Come rolling like the hills, yeah
In the place where I was born
Never in my life have I known
A place to call home