Dear Indugu (Self​-​Titled EP)

by Dear Indugu

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released March 16, 2013

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Dear Indugu Oakland, California

What began as the solo project of singer-songwriter Jesse Strickman, grew into a permanent four-piece, with occasional guest musicians. The name, Dear Indugu, is inspired by the film 'About Schmidt' and is a metaphor for the universal self-healing power of expression. With potent lyrics, strong dynamics, and a firm commitment to originality, the Bay Area based band leaves a lasting impression. ... more

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Track Name: Black Dress
Black Dress
Black hair
Black eyes
Blank stare

And since such a bright mood is set
The blackness makes you a silhouette

But what kind of heartless darkness do you conceal?
Is it your deepest secret you won’t reveal?
Is it a mystery, a misery that just won’t heal?
And eats you up while we share this meal

Wet eyes
Solemn words
Heavy hearts
Are heard

But since we hardly met
To me your memory’s only a silhouette

But what kind of heartless darkness was concealed?
Was it your deepest secret never to be revealed?
Was it a mystery, a misery that never healed?
And haunts us now that your coffin’s sealed
Track Name: Circles
To wish it all away, to speak of life as torment
Is a giant claim for anyone
But a thought that reoccurs, an action that lays dormant
Has found the minds of everyone
Air escapes a lung, it rises to the surface
As you sink to the floor
A breath just like the last, a sigh that longs for purpose,
A need for something more

Think in dry routine, walk lines of repetition
That stretch longer everyday
These circles are a blur of general disinterest
Because what matters anyway?
Faces all around begin to look like strangers
Begging to be heard
They speak in foreign tongues that form syllables of nonsense
And you can't hear a word

And you're the gray inside this bright collage,
The actor force-fed dialogue
The Earth will spin but your world won't turn into something else
You're thinking to yourself...

"Take me to the place where we all lay still
I've had some great times, now I've had my fill
Lovers and friends, I've had plenty
But the weight in me is getting too heavy
I want to return to the yearning earth,
Sleep in peace, pray for no rebirth
Reincarnation doesn't exist,
An idea for those who can't call it quits
These circles are dull and they are a blur
I've traced them so long that it starts to hurt
They're closing in tight just like a noose
I'm reaching for a knife to cut myself loose
I want to return to the yearning earth,
Sleep in peace, pray for no rebirth"
Track Name: Frame of Gold
I swear that this attic looks warmer in memories,
Back when this world was so vast
I could barely see past it with eyes like these
Ones that are always blind
Caught in the headlights of her own
I froze in the paralyzed pose of an innocent

But I'll take this frame of gold
And throw it down
So all it holds
Is broken out
So let it seep back through my pores
I need life again
I want life again

I swear that this attic looks warmer in memories
To these sheets I cling tighter than anyone's ever held on to me
So I'll grip harder now and sink just as fast as ever before
Cut me loose so I'll fall from this noose that I've tied so tight

Because all I see is proof
In these bitter walls
They scream of truth
They tell it all
This lonely routine cries for a purpose
Does one deserve this?

I'll take this frame of gold
And throw it down
So all it holds
Is broken out
So let it seep back through my pores
I need life again
I want life again
Track Name: Counting Cracks
I'm walking down to the ocean
Counting waves out in the open

Just look at the nice young lovers
Arms linked like chains to each other's
Same home, same room, same covers,
Same life, one slips each suffers

Oh look at the caring mother
Kids play, like a hawk she hovers
Now she's calling, "Time for supper"
They spring up, string-puppets of hers

But I'm stepping down to the sidewalk
Counting cracks, no desire to talk

I'm lying down beneath a blue sky
Counting clouds, remembering I and I
Track Name: The Outlier
Please mothers, save your sacred children
Protect them from the aimless humans
Run off to find sanctuary
Live in harmony and secrecy

Cease the lies that seep out through the screens
And pour with ink through printing press machines
Escape before more reach their ears
And exploit all of their hopes and fears

Don’t sign their lives away on paper
Allow a life outside the cage
Don’t make a number out of nature
All that is, is existence
We’ve got to be our own savior

How is it pitch black suits in big glass buildings
Sit inside and make a killing
While others depend on sidewalk dealings
Just to sleep beneath a ceiling?

Now, words from men are starting war
Men who forgot what words are for
Many will lose their lives without need
Because many have lost their heads to greed

The machine won’t learn to love
It spreads and burrows underground,
Soars and eats the sky above
So embrace the calling in your blood
Find the freedom we’re all dreaming of
Be the outlier

Please, mothers, save your sacred children
Protect them from the aimless humans
Find them hope, find them release
Show them the meaning of peace

Don’t sign their lives away on paper
Allow a life outside the cage
Don’t make a number out of nature
All that is, is existence
We’ve got to be our own savior
Believe you’re who you feel you are
Don’t be a number when you’re nature
Be the outlier
Track Name: A Revery
Once upon a time you and me were one
Like what many two people become
Your little brother made three in your big bed
And I’d hang off of the words you both said
Four times we could make up
But couldn’t heal through five break ups
Six six six trapped in hell
With eyes that only see the past, where I dwell

I think of that first smile that I gave you
We told a secret of our hearts in plain view
And sneaking out to your house at midnight
We’d barely sleep and I’d leave by first light
Walking naked through the streets
Psilocybes every two weeks
A passion poets speak of
I finally understand the term, “making love”

But life’s strange the way lives change
The little fights we overcame
Blew up, despite our very own desire
And spread across our days like a wildfire
Screaming in the pouring rain
Streaming tears in vain
A thick flow of jealousy
Will make a lover an enemy

Now I follow my street
To where the dirt and pavement meet
To leave my pride on the concrete
And feel the earth beneath my feet
Where I lay beneath a tree,
Gaze across the greenery,
And think about what it is
To be alive and lonely

Picking myself out of the remnants
Playing lost and found with the friendships
Haunted by the poetry we traded
It hurts worse than the words of hatred
And how your brother’s laugh echoes
And how the mark you gave me shows
More than enough proof you were here
Without the scars on my heart and left ear

Everyday it’s down my street
To where the dirt and pavement meet
To leave my pride on the concrete
And feel the earth beneath my feet
Where I lay beneath a tree,
Gaze across the greenery,
And think about what it is
To be alive and lonely

Permanence is an utter lie
Love is a butterfly
It’ll flutter by

And all that remains
Are the scars and stains
And the growing pains
While the heart sustains

But time will reveal
Cracks reseal
Wounds will heal
Thoughts congeal
There’s new love to feel

And now all that’s left in me
Of an enemy
I’m setting free
But a memory
Just a revery

I’m clean
I’m clean
I’m clean

Once upon a time you and me were one
Like what many two people become
Your little brother made three in your big bed
And I’d hang off of the words you both said
Four times we could make up
But couldn’t heal through five break ups
Six six six back from hell
Never to return, this is farewell