Thunder Clap Machine

by Toys and Tiny Instruments

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Brooke
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Brooke High energy, dynamic styles, creative lyrics, all done with toys and tiny instruments? I’ve been listening to this album almost nonstop for half a year, still LOVE it! Favorite track: Lottery Ticket.
Loerpiou
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Loerpiou I love every single track of this album. It is so energetic and happy-sounding and has interesting lyrics too. Thanks to wtnv for showing me this awsome band!
Alli Pelle
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Alli Pelle Weird but catchy, I find myself singing all of the lyrics at all moments of the day. I first heard "Positively Charged" during a storm and it felt I had a bizarre soundtrack for an unusual life. Favorite track: Listen To The Cricket.
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Simon Bower Toys and Tiny Instruments make fun weird music that makes you happy. Favorite track: My Postcard.
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1.
charged! don’t go out when it’s raining don’t go out when it’s raining because you’re positively charged and i think you’re amazing my girl walks down the street you’d better watch your step she’s got electric feet you need a safety net you’re gonna need a magnet telling her direction and which way but I can see there’s sparks coming out of her fingers today don’t go out when it’s raining don’t go out when it’s raining because you’re positively charged and i think you’re amazing my girl’s a lightning rod my girl attracts desire is that the light of god or just st. elmo’s fire? she’s gonna have the street signs turning her direction as she goes and everybody’s gonna get a little static shock from the touch of her clothes don’t go out when it’s raining don’t go out when it’s raining because you’re positively charged you're positively charged you're positively charged
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03:21
one tender docile fella transform like cinderella down every crooked turn and passed out by the back bodega stroke of midnight lose control while at the bottom of this rabbit hole i reach to turn out the light so I can see my wicked twin in the mirror of the night what if our alter egos got on like old amigos? my favorites lust and envy yours complimenting when we see this town through devil’s eyes in shades of red and realize we’ve gotta find some wrong from this right i want to see your wicked twin in the mirror of the night be a narcissist tonight moon lighting your direction and kissing your own reflection how can i tell if you’re you? who could discern 'tween the two? is it a scandal to be seen without your doppelganger? me i’d try to lose him but it gets so damn confusing and I can’t remember which one to fight. is it me or my wicked twin in the mirror of the night?
3.
been out with the witches and thieves crow like a cuckold, praying on my knees and eating biscuits with a headful of fleas, shirt full of holes with a skull on the sleeve well that’s the biz kid drank about a half a cup of bourbon this morning from a dancing disney princess tea set I’ve gotta feeling it’s a sure thing I’m gonna be on my feet I bought a lottery ticket cuz i'm optimistic got a fresh cut daisy press suit gotta point fingers, i’m acting like a mute in a glee choir miming the tune you don’t believe in heaven well they don’t believe in you cuz you’re a liar but you look pretty cute so hop into the gutter babe and we can make it two we got desire i’ll be a one man chamber of commerce a golden scepter in my hand and i don’t care what the theater marquee says that i can’t take it with me i can drank about a half a cup of bourbon this morning from a dancing disney princess’ tea set i’ve gotta feeling it’s a sure thing i’m gonna be on my feet i bought a lottery ticket cuz i’m optimistic whosayboughtalotteryticketI’moptimistic! strung like a skinny young bean barking like a hound and causing a scene like at a drive-in monster movie where everybody knows what’s on the other side but me i'm just green and you could be the mother of all earth’s envy and i’m the proud papa standing tall and we could feed the baby on severed heart strings for my lottery ticket I crawl drank about a half a cup of bourbon this morning from a dancing disney princess’ tea set i’ve gotta feeling it’s a sure thing i’m gonna be on my feet i bought a lottery ticket cuz i'm optimistic whosayboughtalotteryticketI’moptimistic!
4.
let’s create a monster in the safety of our room where nobody can see it but ourselves it’s exciting, it’s disgusting, it’s a little self aware and it’s much too large to fit upon the shelf everybody’s got a secret and our secret’s come alive and it sure was a lot of fun tonight and nobody will know what we do inside of our room let’s create a monster right let’s create a monster we can make it just like that we just take a little piece of you and me and we mash it all together with some glue and bits of string and a great big sense of ownership maybe and anyone can do it, but maybe not with you and I would like to try and see the light so head out to the store and fetch some ingredients let’s create a monster right everybody wants to run away but everybody wants to in their own little special way everybody’s making all their own little monsters anyway let’s create a monster and we’ll put it on display we can make a million on the royalties we can name it, we can grade it, we can put it in a box we can make a million more in hidden fees all the clamor and the glamor that will surely come along will treat us to the sweet and splendid life and it’s just a little monster we could finish in a minute let’s create a monster let’s create a monster let’s create a monster right
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she stands but five feet tall and she can see the shore don’t need a booster on the floor her smaller stature firmly heated in debate is it just irony or fate? it sounds impossible she’ll never be the same sounds like a B-movie refrain her body can’t contain the magnitude inside while people start to run and hide she don’t need a tonic to be well worth weighted and thinks that the physical is over-rated once she knows she’ll never ever be compliant crane you’re neck if she’s standing up now she’s projecting a giant below they look like little bugs in little cars below they stand and look in awe one towering titan will she save us? will she crush our tiny city into dust? for though she’s small her projections on the wall light the figments of their minds up a skyscraper she climbs to the top, damsel in hand ever up airplanes be damned feeling surely she will fall knowing it’s not real at all she don’t need a tonic to be well worth weighted and thinks that the physical is over-rated once she knows she’ll never ever be compliant crane you’re neck if she’s standing up now she’s projecting a giant she’s leaving all her friends, now she’s is leaving earth out into silent space she’s birthed 10 million light years beyond reason beyond mind forgotten body left behind she don’t need a tonic to be well worth weighted and thinks that the physical is over-rated once she knows she’ll never ever be compliant crane you’re neck if she’s standing up now she’s projecting a giant
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let me disappoint you, you know that I can i’ll dangle you dearly with fruit like a man I’d cover you up 'til your face was the night and find all your faults in a month's morning light fanciful danciful girl you don’t know what’s wrong, you don’t know a song of rainmaking doubt and endure what passes for comfort and words so demure let me disappoint you again and again. you never learn, do you? you fuck like a friend i gobbled up passion and poise for a few caresses and messes and garbage untrue. delicate heart on a red ribbon i see how with a twist i might strangle your life if she stuck around what a twister i’d be but if she hurt me first i might love someone better than me. let me disappoint you, you know that i can i’ll dangle you dearly with fruit like a man i’d cover you up 'til your face was the night and find all your faults in a months morning light let me disappoint you, you know that i can i’ll dangle you dearly with fruit like a man i’d cover you up 'til your face was the night and find all your faults in a month's morning light and find all your faults in a month's morning light
8.
who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood for a nightmare? who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood for fear? well you cannot trust the dreams you’re gonna dream when your cozy bed is looking dark and mean you could close your eyes and just hope for the best thinking why can’t something good beat out the rest? who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood for a nightmare? who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood for real? who could be conviced they’re helpless in thier sheets? when you wanna run you cannot move your feet when you wanna stay there’s always something weird going on behind the scenes you’ve got the fear I had a dream that my teeth fell out as i crunched on all the bits and the remnants thinking of ways to fix or piece together the rest then my feet got froze to the floor as I stood around getting older and older everyone else had a race to see who was the best you were there but you were not you luring me down to the edge of the water only to drown me the moment that you had undressed i got excited and I felt ashamed all of my clothes dissapeared and you laughed and my appetites never came back after that day that’s when I heard you say who’s in the mood , who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood for a nightmare? who’s in the mood, who’s in the mood, who’ls in the mood for what? is it memory, is it fiction, is it from some sacred intervention is it dumb? is it full of meaning is it well inspired? is it fact or funny I don’t know I’m tired
9.
pick up any sunday Times you’ll see it’s the same for you and he It’s a shame we all must be these starving ghosts away from feed packed in boxes oh so tight we’ve got a treat for darkened night a little pleasure mixed with fright could hold a candle to electric lights tails up high, heads down low we could make an ass of you fast or slow so pick your poison, count to ten never gonna ever see your mom and dad again waste it, taste it back on the island you will have to face it white snakes crawling in your bed and blankets spitting in your nightmares coming fast it’s: we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la” we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la” first your ears will go and then your teeth and bulging eyes aren’t far behind honk and flap like flocks of geese and let the bugs into your writhing mind this is the place of Dionysus this is the place of golden fleeces frothy beers and fat cigars this is the place of broken hearts runaway, you’ll play out on the streets for blood someday listen to the cricket it’s a trap and it’s a trick and if you’re looking for a lick go somewhere else to sever sick ohhh we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la” we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la” flat and fettered life is what you leave behind for strife it’s not temptation it’s a calling and the fox said it’s for free and for you and me we’ve got ears on the ticking clock we’ve got crates on the far north dock we’ve got wide eyes whisked away come again some other day shaking, breaking coughing cramped and muscles aching cut off limbs and spiders in your hair the carnival is here and everyone and everywhere ohhh we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la” we’ve got smiles and we’ve got shocks we’ve got snarls and doors that lock sing sing the little ones make no mock “tra la la la la la”
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02:42
bored in the afternoon rehashing this old tune i’m tired, hungover, i’m wired thinking bout the old days picturing an old face go back to a warm place listen to some shoe gaze la da dum la da dum you’re far away from here meeting people, drinking beer assuming you’re still all consuming heart and mind and city fills me with such pity write down something witty sing this stupid ditty i’m feeling uneasy so why don’t you send me a post card stamped it and tied up in laces it comes to my front yard i’m feeling quite ill i confess now that i’d like a post card all you will need is a pen and a picture it won’t be that hard, won’t be that hard Iike waiting for paint to dry like a watched pot witness guy i'd tried it but it felt kind of one sided heartthrob honey baby i’m verbose, you’re lazy and anything you gave me would have me singing like ray davies la da dum da da dum said i’ma gonna wonder i’ma gonna wonder i’ma gonna wander lust-filled lest i open up my box and find a post card i’m feeling uneasy so why don’t you send me a post card stamped it and tied up in laces it comes to my front yard i’m feeling quite ill i confess now that I’d like a post card all you will need is a pen and a picture it won’t be that hard, won’t be that hard
11.
make me a raft and then muddy your feet send me along and I hope that we'll meet where there's no one in sight, no sound at night no need for fright and it's just firelight for me make me move fast down a current with green lilly pads shall be a beautiful scene there's a reason to go, if you don't know watch me I'll show you I've been there before it's the loveliest landscape I couldn't tell you where we'll land to be in the loveliest landscape I could show you so you'll have to see make me unveil and then join me it seems I'll sit you down to be closer between us trust me for this we can exist it is a blissful of two when there's no one around in this landscape I couldn't tell you where we'll land to be in the loveliest landscape I could show you so you'll have to see

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All songs written by Colin Summers/Alec Betterley.
All arrangements by Toys and Tiny Instruments.
Engineered and produced by Toys and Tiny Instruments.
Mastered by Josh Bonati - bonatimastering.com.
Cover art by C.M. Duffy - duffydrawings.com.

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released March 1, 2013

Toys And Tiny Instruments Are:

Zane Van Dusen: stylophone, korg monotron, vocals
Tom Cryan: percussion, vocals
Michelle Citrin: vocals, omnichord, glock, percussion
Colin Summers: vocals, charango, baritone ukelele, electric thumb piano, casio pt-100, voice disguiser
C.M. Duffy: toy percussion, vocals
Alec Betterley: melodica, toy piano, keyboards, vocals

+ Alumni/partners-in-crime:

Karen Adelman: vocals, Salsa party time percussion
Alessandro Tabora: lead kazoo, baritone ukulele, vocals

Booking including college gigs + parties + oddball gatherings: toysandtinyinstruments@gmail.com.

Official website: www.toysandtinyinstruments.com.

For more from within the Toys family:

Alec Betterley - alecbetterley.bandcamp.com
C.M. Duffy - www.duffydrawings.com
Launchpad - brooklynlaunchpad.org
Michelle Citrin - www.michellecitrin.com
Mind Troll - mindtroll.terribleinformation.org
My Friend Other - myfriendother.bandcamp.com
Nice Fellas - nicefellas.bandcamp.com
Poetry To Music - www.poetrytomusic.com
Susan Hwang and the Relastics - susanhwanglalala.com
"Steve: A Documusical" (Colin Summers) - stevedocumusical.bandcamp.com

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Toys and Tiny Instruments Brooklyn, New York

Toys And Tiny Instruments is a 7-piece experimental folk rock band that has a self explanatory name. High energy shows, plus quirky and catchy songs make this band a must see.

"I wanted to book bands I thought would make people stop and say "hey what is this?" and then say "whoa this is great" Toys And Tiny Instruments was one of the first groups I thought of. " 
-Bill Pearis, brooklynvegan.com
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