Fidget in the back seat, dread
Written in the faces, step
To the rhythm of the way we get blue.
That worry in the naked morning, got thicker with the wasting-Timeline,
I’ll be a pushover, lost in you.
Baby, It’s like you’re not there at all.
Slipping on a structure bent,
Fetid in the big pretend,
Hear the cackle of the things I’m meant to do.
Sitting with the filtered stories that never came true,
Back into a skyline made for you.
Baby, swimming in these crowds, kiss me in the waiting lounge,
Swipe away, swipe away, neck down.
A marionette, you know you’re not yours, suspend
Our abeyance, oh elephants, turn around
There’s summin in the way we’re looking for a chance
And there’s summin in the way those elephant carpets fiddle with the new hearts,
And there’s summin in the way we’re lobbying the world,
and there’s summin in the way it laughs.
There’s summin in the way our touches are caught by a voyeur-ish gaze and a sticky scroll-down through
the history bar,
And there’s summin in the way our eyes, our eyes stopped meeting,
And there’s summin in the way I can’t, summin in the way so I can’t
Feel it. It’s like it’s not there at all.
from Itchy Teeth EP,
track released June 29, 2019
Writers: Martin Whittemore
Michael Whittemore - Vocals
Martin Whittemore - Guitars, Backing Vocals
Tom Roderick - Bass Guitar
Laurence Clutson - Percussion
Charlie Osborne - Trombone
David Tibbitts - Trumpet
Rosie Patton - Saxophone
Producers: Lasalo Elia, Josh Petković-Short, Shivan Mistry, Michael Whittemore, Martin Whittemore
Birmingham and Bristol based Genuine Panama do a wriggly, indie-soul type of business. Brass sections and bass solos meet
pop-ready lyrical melodies, hitting some uncharted sweet spot between Bombay Bicycle Club and Lettuce.
Their debut EP 'Itchy Teeth' was released in summer 2019, along with an outlandish music video involving an insatiable, purple-headed riff-bandit....more