Drama

by Bermuda Bonnie

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released January 5, 2012

all songs written and recorded by Rebecca Huston

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Bermuda Bonnie Brooklyn, New York

Contact: bermudabonnie@gmail.com

Bermuda Bonnie woke up one day and ventured into the woods. There were spans of rippling ferns so beautiful she sat and watched them bend and flutter. Then she wandered to a clearing just pasted the green waves of fern and felt a fairy buzz in her ear and zip off toward the sun. It was all real. ... more

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Track Name: Alien's Lizza!
On Saturday, the 28th, last month while sitting on that big oak stump, in Lizza Gents backyard we’re playin’ cards and we share a cigarette we took from Tanya’s mom’s purse.

She said let’s sneak out and we’ll go get drunk and play DDR at Kevin Nicolas’ house. Kev’s so cute and Nick Plinkus too, oh, and maybe he’ll be willing to makeout with you. Then she said some crap to my face, involving Nick and pancakes!

Oh, maybe I want to makeout with him, just not today. And then I was totally just about to say: Lizza, I’m so done with you. Your conceited ways. I could smear all over your face mayonnaise. Then you’ll break out into one big zit. Please…

Or why don’t you call up your new friends the third chair flutes. Or another two-face ploy you got yourself into the Y with your black lipstick applied while talking to the junction boys.

Then I was just gonna go home and read some Sweet Valley Twins when just then I looked up and saw it, I saw it, I saw it. And I said look up at that! I really hope they don’t attack! Do you see it Lizza? Do you see it Lizza?? Aliens Lizza! Aliens Lizza! Aliens Lizza. Look up!

Wouldn’t it be cool if they beamed us up or something, and there was a party going on. Uh, with alien acid house and some tiki drinks, that glow in the dark? And a waterslide? Yeah, that would be awesome.
Track Name: Franny's Theme
She said she has a little curse, not something she could easily subvert. Since Franny was like a coin, she would try to keep her heads up all the time.

She isn’t listening, she’s drawing up her plans. They are like cardboard cut outs with voices that say tiny little stories that gather together in her brain.

And sometimes she thinks it over, she still clings and doesn’t know what else to do. One could lie around all day in bed and tell her friends she has the flu. Or be like Jaffy and don’t give anyone a single clue. So what’s the use!

She said she has a little curse, not something she could easily subvert. Since Franny was porcelain, she cannot get herself into a spin.

She isn’t listening, she’s drawing up her plans. She tends to lose herself a bit. Watching your lips, you might make a perfect fit. She plays out the story all over again.

And sometimes she thinks it over, she still clings. And doesn’t know what else to try. One could give up all her dreams and never see their rolling eyes. But that’s the hard part, cuz no one knows what she’s like.

And why would you want to see? I doubt you’d really care. ahhhhhhhhhhh.
Track Name: Gum
Had a two week supply of gum for you then this afternoon you didn’t wonder past my desk too much. Guess you didn’t need to sharpen your lead or charm Mrs. Fredricks with your winking eyes.

Sent you a message in stats today but you didn’t get right back. It took you til you saw me in ceramics to mention sorry, you were caught up in some parenthetical documentation.

Jill says she thinks we should break up. But that’s just because she’s totally in love with you.

Had a two weeks supply of gum for you that the other day you didn’t save me a seat on the bus to school. Guess you totally spaced, cuz you’ve got ADD and Missy’s was free and you could ask her ‘bout the Kennedy speech.

Sent Steph a message in confidence ‘bout what we discussed. And just like the two-faced bitch that I thought she was, she told you what I said and acted like it was weird that I wanted it to be secret.

Steph says she thinks we should break up. But that’s just because she’s totally in love with you.

She writes you into her stories. They could be described as horror romance cuz you save her from Chucky. But I don’t think she’s your type besides she’s got cat food breath.
Track Name: Kohl's
You love to go to Kohl’s and then try on swimsuits. And then go out the door with some suits under your cloths. I meet you on my bike and we go to Shopko. And then we wander ‘round the aisles looking for that boy Kyle. Yeah, you want him.

Then we’re off to Brighton Beach or maybe Mead pool. Even though their waters kind of cool we still go everyday cuz they have a high dive.

I think the lifeguard wishes he could save you. He complimented your suit. You said you got it at Kohl’s and then I said, “Just your type with Speedo stripes and hairy moles. And a bit of a staring problem.

You are always callin’ up on the phone and telling me ‘bout your new man’s little black book and all the tricky rides that he and you took.

But let’s go back to the pool and remember your new motto. Stevies sayin’ that players only love you when their playin’. Yeah! That’s your new favorite song, yeah, it’s your favorite song. You told me that and Come on Eileen.

Yeah, that’s your new favorite song, yeah, it’s your favorite song. You told me that and Come on Eileen.
Track Name: Evil
On a damp day you told me to go away. You said you just realized the way I say pop you despise and Wendy is for you, a more ideal match. She’s a little more evil. She’s got a little more back. She wants to live with you in your lighthouse, read your poems and worship your dome.

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On a older day you told me to stay and play. You said that I’m so much fun because we both believe in nothing except Thurston and Moz and aliens are really and we just want to make a movie about all of our best trips. We stay up all night long, in your basement, conjure up our script and smoke lots of cigarettes.

But on that damp day you told me to go away. You say you wrote something down for me in a poem about winter walks but Wendy is for you a more ideal match. She a little more crazy. I guess that’s what you like. She’s gonna freak on you, give you lots of zits, and leave you alone.
Track Name: Say Something
Reta says she dreams of you too. We both simmer on your eyes and quake all night. In my dream you grabbed me. I was in a line at the fair, waiting for a ride. Reta says you laughed when she tripped. I wish I tripped and you caught me. You don’t realize how good I am. Don’t you wanna try? Don’t you wanna try, wanna try, wanna try…

Say something, say it. Say something say it. Or just rattle me by the arm like they do in old westerns, in old western films.

Reta says she dreams of you too. But in her eyes you are like Indiana Jones. So brave you rode a horse, rustic and debonaire. Then she ripped her dress on your spur. I wish my dream was as good as hers. You don’t realize how good I am. Don’t you wanna try? Don’t you wanna try, wanna try, wanna try….

Say something, say it. Say something, say it. Or just rattle me by the arm like they do in old westerns, in old Western films.

You’re like fire and ice, the way you toy with me. Always smoking and telling your silly jokes. But you got me all twisted up inside. And I can’t tell if your gonna make a move or not.

Say something, say it. Say something, say it. Or just rattle me by the arm like they do in old westerns, in old Western films.