Olympic Girls

by Tiny Ruins

supported by
agutterfan
agutterfan thumbnail
agutterfan If Suzanne Vega started this decade she might have sounded like this, good acoustic guitar song observations with a novelistic eye, and a support band that embellishes but never overpowers the music. Found this artist only this year thanks to a Milk Records compilation, which proves they work. Favourite track: "How Much", simply superb, but also check "Sparklers" and "Kore Waits in the Underworld". Favorite track: How Much.
Eric Hinkle
Eric Hinkle thumbnail
Eric Hinkle I've always loved your colorful voice and now it's matched by this gloriously colorful music. Such perfection! Favorite track: How Much.
Robert Day
Robert Day thumbnail
Robert Day Music that makes me feel intellectual even if I'm not. Favorite track: Olympic Girls.
vgboy
vgboy thumbnail
vgboy These songs are like the ideal shape and make up of things, written like words divine. Favorite track: School of Design.
more...
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $10 NZD  or more

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Olympic Girls on Classic Black Vinyl
    w/ lyrics on inner sleeve.
    Fulfillment of this order will be via Flying Out in NZ.
    For potentially better shipping rates/overall price in your territory, view alternative stores here: tiny-ruins.lnk.to/Buy

    Includes unlimited streaming of Olympic Girls via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $40 NZD or more 

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Olympic Girls CD
    Cardstock, no-plastic digipak w/ lyrics booklet.
    Fulfillment of this order will be via Flying Out in NZ.
    For potentially better shipping rates/overall price in your territory, view alternative stores here: tiny-ruins.lnk.to/Buy

    Includes unlimited streaming of Olympic Girls via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $25 NZD or more 

     

1.
Stirring, shaken, all of us waking
 Under the same cover of sky
 You said my freedom feels 
Like a white lie

 Sweet on the backseat
 Another day bolder 
A love spell rushes you by
 The smoke and the smoulder

 We were only inches away
 Still had a long, long way to go

 Weren’t we born to break out
 To feel the muddy banks swell? 
I think of you on the dancefloor 
In a stuccoed motel

 Forecasting when and where we’d end up 
Couldn’t save us anyhow
 Just kid conversation
 My star sign resolver

 You only had your olympic girls
 The frosted sheen of leotard twirls
 Running revolt and winning gold For the TV screen
 Before being led back to the cells

 Lay your head in the lap of a girl
 You’ll never learn something
 If it isn’t taught well
 You’ll never find a thing 
If you can’t lose yourself
 Every once in a while

 I looked for your figure
 The cut your shape would make 
In the freedom of a microphone
 There’s a shadow I can’t shake
 Who’s there? Who’s there in the morning?
 To see you at the station
 And when you feel like giving up 
There, so you can hold her

 We were only inches away
 Still had a long, long way to go We're only inches away Still have a long, long way to go
2.
Lyrics - I found a school of design It was in a wealthy town A river ran by It was empty, holidays, who knows But I went in I was killing time Moving through the halls There was fresh paint wet on the walls Everything was white and all the clocks were Well designed, all ticking in time, and I was struck by a feeling It’s hard to describe The urge to bust through the ceiling Raise glass to the sky I found the archives At the school of design Crowded cabinets of books So I went in I was killing time Turning pages frail with dust I couldn’t help but smile At the ideal shape and make up of things Written like words divine I was struck by a feeling It’s hard to describe The urge to bust through the ceiling Raise glass to the sky
3.
How Much 04:02 video
Lyrics - On a lilo Reading your letter I miss you darling I hope you’re better It’s such a drag to be apart Right at the start of it Tongue in tightropes, tummy a flutter It’s not my passion, just my bread and butter You’ll find your way, follow your heart Think you don’t have a chance at it How much would you be willing to give? How much do you take from all of this? How much before you’re strung out? You’re a silo long gone of grains On the edge of the city In the shadow of the cranes I want to fill you to the top And that’s not the half of it Breaking down in the supermarket Something for my toothache Is it getting dark yet? My thoughts are dwelling on the snarks You’ve just got to laugh at it How much would you be willing to give? How much do you take from all of this? How much Before your planet’s reeling Your footprints on the floor Can’t help the feeling of wanting nothing more
4.
Sparklers 03:46
I wrote your name in cursive on the air Flailing my arms around me Conducting down to the wire I felt our time was a running, a sparking sun Before we were dying, rained out, reaching For another one, quick I only wrote it to the wind Conjuring no lasting magic See the haze of sulphur rising On the breeze I see now, you were patronising The cause of my chemistries I felt our time was a running, a sparking sun Before we were dying, rained out, reaching For another one, quick I only wrote it to the wind Conjuring no lasting magic
5.
Holograms 04:26
Lyrics - In deepest water There’s a line of silver They say if you look up close You can feel it alter you But how do we come back again Rise and shine? As holograms, you said It’s how we dance in the future Holograms, you said With big, soft, heavy metal eyes I saw the grim reaper And I gave him the slip Saved by a Darth Vader novelty helmet But how will I find you again When all I’m seeing are stars? As holograms, he said It’s how we dance in the future Holograms, he said With big, soft, heavy metal eyes What begins with a whisper It always ends with a shout Our lungs are sponges They’re gonna wipe us out How can I be near you again Will we rise and shine As holograms? You said it’s how we dance in the future Holograms, you said With big, soft, heavy metal eyes
6.
Don’t you disappear in glorious summer Hold on your horses you don’t want to bolt I have trouble to see the trees from the wood And the leaves sing to me it’s all your fault She’s gone (Heidi’s writing in her head) She’s gone (Chelsea dreaming in her bed) She’s gone (Sadie plays in Arcadia) Kore waits in the Underworld I walk and the forest floor is all breaking down The leaves so shiny in their sleep Those bulbs I buried are just peeking out They’re near beating anything I could keep She’s gone (Heidi’s writing in her head) She’s gone (Chelsea dreaming in her bed) She’s gone (Sadie plays in Arcadia) Kore waits in the Underworld She’s gone, she’s there again She’s gone, she’s there again She’s gone, she’s there again She’s gonna get out
7.
Bounty 02:48
Hey, I’m on the run Didn’t I say I go where I want? To only face myself away From all I’ve done and haven’t done Everyone wants everything For everything to be alright But it takes more It takes your all Don’t it break you down To make it Yeah, you’re a wanted man There’s a bounty keeps us hand in hand So that all the mangroves mud and sand Could never bury me Everyone wants everything For everything to be alright But it takes more It takes your all Don’t it break you down To make it
8.
Morning slacker You’ve got to give it to me I always make it up Shaking with laughter We find a place to hang clothes clean and away From condensation of the gathering day Catch everyone in a hurry Sharing our days in the sun Blossoms all starting to fall One million flowers Dash for the natural light Another one million flowers Spill to the river Faded lacquer Flashes in the dark You read my mind But never imprison me there Lanterns shiver In a still moment after the rush hour ‘Let’s play’ your motto on the Yamanote Line Catch everyone in a hurry Sharing our days in the sun Blossoms all starting to fall One million flowers Dash for the natural light Another one million flowers Spill to the river
9.
My Love Leda 03:40
She flew through the doors of the Blue Laundrette In a rush of warm sheets she was hard to forget Then in the moment mid cycle and spin He sang soft as she turned to him It’s a golden age Would you be my darling Love, Leda Let’s put down everything For love, Leda Let’s put down everything Swept up they lived the week’s double-shift hum In the gaps (in-between times) leapt their desire And for their own home there beat the drum But when the hammer was raised they had to bid higher They say it’s a golden age And we’ve one more to feed My darling love, Leda Let’s put down everything For love, Leda Let’s put down everything The money’s dried up, she turned on the stairs It’s all rigged against us, he punches the air A clean start they whisper and face the roulette That gold rush, false-feeling, as they place their bet - My love, Leda Let’s put down everything My love, Leda Let’s put down everything For love, Leda Let’s put down everything
10.
You and I wondered, you and I chose Stars and drones over UFOs He comes in troubled, he says Hello, can you get my books From the basement store? He’s been scanning the heavens For those flashes and specks Now I’m prowling the aisles I’ve got my real hard facts What on earth matters As the darkness grows Look and see the stars, false, fading What on earth matters As the darkness grows Here’s hoping I never drift away from you Headlights shimmering on the rainy supreme Kids all lost in backseat dreams I keep my eyes open To count the hanging gleams Could they take us out of here In those flying machines? There was a yearning In my faraway chaser For me to unlearn My jaded behaviour To feel the roar In the beam of a stranger But I just sigh in the lift Down to the basement store What on earth matters As the darkness grows Look and see the stars, false, fading What on earth matters As the darkness grows Here’s hoping I never drift away from you
11.
Sky was smoker pink We’d driven seven hours Your rocky face My stony frown Taking nothing sitting down Stopping by a field of cows The spooky light cold enough to climb Inside your arms in my mind That’s where I left myself behind (We stay till we don’t feel a thing) We’re building towns out of ink We realise pixelated towers But to think the world inside Is just beyond our powers When I go give me chills The spooky light cold enough to climb Inside your arms in my mind That’s where I’ll leave myself behind (They say you won’t feel a thing)

about

Our third album, Olympic Girls.
Released on February 1, 2019 under exclusive license to Milk! Records in Australia, Marathon Artists in UK/EU, Ba Da Bing Records in North America & by Ursa Minor in New Zealand.

Available in All Good Record Stores!

Produced & Mixed by Tom Healy
Written & co-produced by Hollie Fullbrook
Recorded at Paquin Studios at The Lab, Mt. Eden, Auckland
Mastered by Paul Gold at Salt Mastering

credits

released February 1, 2019

Cass Basil: upright & electric bass, backing vocals, mellotron
Alex Freer: drums & percussion, backing vocals
Hollie Fullbrook: vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, cello, mellotron
Tom Healy: electric guitar, 12 string guitar, oberheim xpander, moog model d, mellotron
Finn Scholes: vibraphone, piano, hammond organ

Cover photograph by Cass Basil, taken at Dave's flat in Island Bay, Wellington.
Artwork layout by Tomas Cottle
Made with support from NZ on Air

Huge thanks to —

Cass, Alex & Tom.
Our familes & friends. Special thanks to Rob O’Meara, Sarah Firmston & Finn Scholes. Milk! Records, Marathon Artists, Ba Da Bing Records & Flying Out. Liv Young, Jen Cloher, Lisa Paris, David Vodicka, Ben Goldberg, Katie Slicher, Courtney Barnett, Pru Harris, Warul Islam, Olivia Hobbs, Beth Heaton, Tomas Cottle, Si Moore, Brid Walpole, Natalie Quesnel, Sweetie Zamora, Bec Young, Eleanor McGuinness, Ben Furniss, Olly Harmer & The Lab, Jeremy Toy, Dave Parker, Mike Hall, David Rowe, William Bisley, Simon Raymonde, Aaron Curnow, Ben Howe, Josh Burgess, NZ on Air, The New Zealand Music Commission

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Tiny Ruins Auckland, New Zealand

contact / help

Contact Tiny Ruins

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Tiny Ruins, you may also like: