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Thank You Driver

by Dinah Brand

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Protagonist 04:27
Joe turned his hand/Started a little hardcore band/His aim was just to shit in your ear/And to find out who his peers were/Amongst the boys/What had he got to lose/The mind was taking its time in his shoes/Like the old great auk/The band grew legs and started to walk/All along its most assured extinction trail/There’s merch for sale/Down on the exit chair/The mind is taking its time in your shoes/Most definitely amused/By you protagonist/Time you loosened that balled up fist/Your aim is shot/You got not voice to call on/You had no choices all along/What have you got to lose/The mind is taking its time/In your shoes/Most definitely ashamed of you
Cocks & Aces 03:36
I’m in the middle of the nightwater/Streaks across my visor/I’m on the crackling sand now/Walking towards the signage/Even with my visor on/I come to you and say please/Climb up on the animal/Just to feel it breathing/You’ve got to disengage people/Your sense and reason/Whose world is this?/Well that’s what I try to tell everyone but/It doesn’t go down so well/And I cop a shoeing off of a bunch of scoundrels/They say: fist “you funny…” Boot “looking…” Knee “prick”/I’m going back into the nightwater/Feet first and then torso/And I’ll be coming back here/Preaching but only more so/Whose world is this?/Well it’s the cocks and aces/They don’t mind ads projected on their faces/They don’t mind
Bill 02:53
Bill the dancing bear and his partner Anaconda/Happened on somewhere all the houses were asunder/And they ask: Is the water there?/(yes it is, yes it is, yes it is)/In the ground somewhere?/(yes it is, yes it is, yes it is)/There’s a pier west of here/Virtual water at the deep end/You can dive in/You can even leave your shoes on/And it’s cool/And the rules they don’t apply here/For y’know, all the houses are asunder/Well my friends, the air just rang out with belly laughter/Ana and the bear never heard about anything dafter/And they ask: Is the water there?
Lagos 04:50
I see you, dwarf/Horse it into you/Still it’s not enough/I feel your use/Of all my limbs/On and within/As above so below/Your sunken face/Your buried navel and limber elbow/I’m very young/And I’m wild about dope/Laugh at my doom/Make noise without hope sense or tune/It ends as soon as the old man passes away/You’re looking at dawn/On your own last quick day
Rain On Summit/Victress on the peak/Sluices down into the township/Runs over a mansion built on bones/They were crushed to powder cos they’re weak/If I died but my heart just wasn’t in it/I’d lie and I’d leak around those places/I have to think on this occurrence/Maybe it happened yesterday/Maybe it happened yesterday/It had to be it has to be/All bodies on a plane have got to atrophy/And shrink before the sun/Is this the one is this the one/That pushes me down into apostasy/Rain on summit/All got redirected/And the people drank too much corrosive/Then they went to hail their lofty saviour/Last name Stalin first name Joseph
Garden 06:07
Here comes some shirtless bum down the hill/Boots on fire/Hair all wild/He’s doing it wrong/You have breath that walks a step ahead of you/And I hear talk like horn music/It’s sometimes nice/Don’t upset or push her around/I know she’s the light/For your cracked leather kind/Not doing it right/And put your fag out on the flag or you’ll burn us all/And I hear talk like horn music/But mostly I’m occupied/Welcome to mine and my brothers garden/Which, praise the lord, will never leave/Will never die
Old Track 04:45
I took my favourite pen to write to you/I was soaking wet and choked remembering/The needles and the brush below/It was the best dream I think I ever had/About your face/And we were completely lost/Without our shirts on/Our pelts could take it though/It was the coldest winter ever/And smiling I accept you know/What turns me on/Get lost on the old track/Don’t talk to snakes or let them in your bivouac/And remember please/At night say to me/Be true/I guess the deeds of men impress you/If they don’t kill beasts/And they have the sun inside/And they gun for the mind/It was the best thing I think I ever learned/Of any use/And I remember my dad saying/Better get yourself some sturdy boots/Because if peace is here/Then it’s a sure thing war is nearer still/It never went away
Other Heads 03:52
I went to the town like other people do/Saying please/Love me or nobody/Shower on the stone/Feedback the sky/Shielding my eye/Not to go blind/Facing a wall braced with lichen/That seems to come away easy in my grip/Turn around and all the heads in town/Looking at me/All the heads say “I like this but not that” different from last week/They’re wearing very shiny duds/But what good would that do for me/I went to the town/Shielding my eye/From a low sun in the late winter
Rotunda Boy 03:59
As institutions go/It’s the best I know/I can see it/I’m on the record there/It’s not easy/Easy to destroy/Rotunda boy Rotunda boy/The undernoise/I know where I started from/Just such a weight/Now start to run/I was born but…/We used to live in town/Until we filtered out/I got stuck in a drain/Had a bad bad pain I used to medicate/Imaginary people/I’ve known lots of them/Imaginary form/Is there really any other kind?/To walk between those pillars tires my mind/ Here they come to comfort me/My fevery street dreams/All the latest fools were there/And I was one and we clung/To our teat provider/If I had the tools to break back in/You know I would/To get higher/Here they come to comfort me/My street dreams/I know where I started from
River 02:41
Big town river/How did you know/How did you know I was alone/And trying/You looked better from afar/If it wasn’t for the ageless and disgusting craft/Of people against their death/You looked better from afar/And now I’m sorry


"Utterly superb...Dinah Brand’s third album chimes with guitar beauty and weeps with wry lyrical sophistication in equal measure" - RTÉ

"Dublin supergroup purvey languorous guitar music...a brilliant third album" - Irish Times

"A seductive listen...scratch at the surface and you’ll find traces of Neil Young, The Church, Dave Gilmore’s Floyd songs and other English psychedelia, while a closer look might remind some of obscure Americana bands such as Granfaloon Bus or Souled American" - Americana UK

"The seamless quality of this release from Dinah Brand is quietly addictive upon repeated plays" - Lonesome Highway

Long term resident in the Dublin Heritage City Experience, Dinah Brand songs go like this: personal intimacies and universal anxieties hidden in obscure, confusing word bunches; combined with warm and erratic electric guitar tones and all—usually but not exclusively—shifting at mid pace drum time.

Way back in 2003, they released Pale Monkey Blues, a classic piece of Dublin noir. In 2010 or so, it was second album I Can Walk Through—another sad and lovely suite.

Their latest album (also a record) is Thank You Driver. This one, perversely, is as positive and angry as a natural melancholic can be—as sweet as it is dyspeptic.

Never belonging but always available, three albums deep, Dinah Brand songs are your friend if you want it—you need never feel lonesome again.


released May 31, 2019

David Lacey: bass
Stephen Ryan: guitars
Gavin Ward: drums, vocals
Dylan Phillips: guitar, vocals
John Hegarty: keyboards
Cian Nugent: guitar break ('Other Heads')

All songs written by Dylan Phillips

Recorded at The Joinery, Arbour Hill
and Badlands, Harolds Cross in Dublin
Engineered and mixed by Alan O’Boyle
Produced by Dinah Brand and Alan O’Boyle

Cover design by Niall McCormack


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Dinah Brand Dublin, Ireland

Dinah Brand is a band from Dublin, Ireland – four people all playing different musical instruments, sometimes in harmony, sometimes not. In thrall to The Byrds, Lee Dorsey, The Replacements, Little Feat, Go Betweens, Neu, Big Star and Michael Hurley, they also would like to think that songs governed by enigmatic sentiment and songs that long to be films have a place in the global soundworld. ... more

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