Wild Dog Winter

by Ada Vale

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released April 1, 2017

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Ada Vale Toronto, Ontario

Ada Vale is a serial musical drama told through songs, films, theatre, and paint.


Gothic news-opera for late capitalism.

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Track Name: Still Trembling
How many ways
do you have to teach me?
How many shades
do I have to ink you in my skin
with what the mark on your chest
tells me?

What did you say
to your left-handed master?
Who did you take to the city
to get this view?

How many songs
did you think that you could teach me
before I danced without you?
Before I danced,
before I danced without you?

What did you say
to your left-handed master
before you came?

Or did you just close your eyes?
Turn your head to the skies?
Blow away the clouds
and watch for the birds?
Watch for the birds?

The birds.
Track Name: Good Morning, Wild Dogs
You stretch out on the ground,
touch the cold brass ring.
The camera scans your eyes
for little things, for everything.

You stretch out on the ground,
watch the snowflakes fall,
study how they flutter
over the wall, over the wall.

Do you watch me from your window
across the parkway, across the parkway?
Do you watch me from the streetcar
that passes every day?
Do you watch me, do you watch me?

Good morning, wild dogs –
you commute so well,
in morning communion talk-radio spell.

Good morning, wild dogs.
Will you fight, will you fight where you fell?

Good morning, wild dogs,
everything is swell.
Like a train at the station,
this is where you lost me in the rain.
You lost me in the rain.
And that's where they find me.

Me, my money, and the snow,
a thousand debts below.
All that money in the snow,
way down, a thousand debts below.

Ada, you never told me
who was coming around,
coming around the bend back then.
Coming around,
are you coming around?
Oh, Ada...

Good morning, wild dogs!
You're doing so well!
Pray for the union,
break the capital spell.

Good morning, wild dogs!
You're doing so well...
Trade in the news boys
for another day in hell.
Another day in hell.
Track Name: Wasn't (A Girl Hearing Voices)
I knew you would eat your words,
one way or another.
But I believed, I had to believe
she never fell for it.

Maybe she did,
in one way or another,
but she didn't leave a note,
so there's no way to tell.

I see how you could mistake me
for a girl hearing voices.
I've had days where I was,
and so was she,
until she wasn't.

Maybe you did
give her back her colour,
but she didn't leave a note,
so there's no way to tell.

I see how you could mistake me
for a girl hearing voices.
I've had days where I was,
and so was she,
until she wasn't.
Track Name: December
And in the eyes of last December,
I found another lover.
They said their name, I can't remember
anymore, anymore.

But I know my name,
I know my name.

And in the fire last December,
I left another lover.
I made a heart I could not sever
anymore.

No, I can't see in the dark.
No, I can't see in the dark.

And in the light of that December,
I'll find another lover.
I only pray I don't remember
anymore, anymore.
Track Name: Driverless Car
here we are
say driverless car
no more wait
look way far

here we are
say driverless car
no more wait
look way far

come crash gate
house so big
come crash gate
wash like pig
shoot like star

driveway shine
rain wash mine
sink with stone

machine replace you
machine defame you
machine erase you
machine entertain you

machine erase you
machine embrace you
machine defame you
machine entertain you

“this is no tomorrow, this is no tomorrow”
the words on the screen say
“today's no tomorrow”
the words tell me sing high
the words tell me sing low
the words my machine say
“today's no tomorrow”
Track Name: By the Steam Pipe
Have we met before? `
The past few weeks are a haze.
The street was a craze
when the party died.

I was sleeping outside,
eating moss in the park.
And the alley was dark
by the steam pipe
where they kissed me.
By the steam pipe,
did you kiss me?

Have we met before?
Have we met?
Have we?

Have we met before?
Your touch seems familiar,
but my hands went all silver
on Friday night.

Then, Monday morning,
someone came my way.
But I was high most of the day,
so my memory's shot.

Have we met before?
Have we met?
Have we?
Track Name: Mating Habits of the Administrator
Hey, who cut the wires?
Hey, who cut the cord?
I had a line on something,
now I can't find the door.

And how am I supposed to relate?
How am I supposed to relate?
How am I supposed to relate to you now?

Your head's upside-down, and I should know.
I turned that screw, but I turned too slow.
Get your mind right, check your eye sight.
Take a deep breath, now.

You've been out of your mind before,
it's not so bad.
You should take just a little more,
if you want to live another night.

Another night, another night,
I can't get you through another night, no.
Another night, another night,
I can't get you through.

Hey, who cut the cord?
Who cut the wires
I pulled from the pit
where we light all our little fires?

How am I supposed to relate?
Tell, me how am I supposed to relate now?
How am I supposed to relate to you, to you now?
Oh, now now.

Another night, another night,
I can't get you through another night, no.
Another night, another night.
I can't get you through.