Hydra

by Jessi Robertson

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released November 9, 2016

Hydra
Written by Jessi Robertson, Trash and Blossoms Music (BMI)

Produced by Omer Leibovitz
Recorded by Aaron Nevezie at The Bunker Studio, Brooklyn, NY
Mixed by Omer Leibovitz and Gary O'Keefe, at Bird Wire Studios, Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by Joe Lambert at JLM Sound, Jersey City, NJ

Jessi Robertson - Vocals, Guitar, Piano
Omer Leibovitz - Lead Guitar, Mini Moog, Backing Vocals
Alex Picca - Bass
Layton Weedeman - Drums
Aaron Nevezie - Octave Kat

℗ © 2016 Trash and Blossoms Music

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Jessi Robertson New York

In 2011, Brooklyn singer/songwriter Jessi Robertson released a study in memory called "Small Town Girls." On her upcoming album, "I Came from the War," the focus shifts to history, and how the inner and outer conflicts of the past shape a person's present. ... more

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Track Name: Hydra
Cut me, then demonize me.
When I gain strength, fear and despise me.
I’m not one thing, that’s not how Nature formed me.
What you try to kill becomes the steel that supports me.

Collide, collide, kaleidoscope
All of these patterns emerge as my own

Poison, my breath, my blood, it stings you.
Venom fills my footprints and it sings to you.
Labor to wring the danger from me.
Notch your bed post, another monster at your feet.

Collide, collide, kaleidoscope

A mountain of faces with no features.
Under a labyrinth of visages, you think I’m your creature
But oh, you’re just the student, I’m the teacher.

Collide, collide, kaleidoscope
All of these patterns emerge