Kojaque has announced that his debut album to followup the Deli Daydreams mixtape will be released on June 25th this year.
Town’s Dead is the name of the album and today’s raucous lead single which leads off the album samples Girl Band’s ‘Going Norway’.
“You could be the big shot / round campus / Help gentrify the flats to the Hamptons /
You could try the house share / try rentin / Bitta money for the landlord’s pension /
Heads are gonna roll soon / No warning Town’s not dead it’s just dormant.”
The album is available on pre-order now on vinyl, CD, cassette and with merch options.
About the album and song title, Kojaque says:
Town’s Dead comes from the potential that I see in Dublin and in the people I’m surrounded by day in and day out. There’s nothing but talent and ambition among young people, I’m constantly reminded of that through the art and music that I see being made but I think so often the city grinds you down, it takes your hope and your ambition. I know that it can change because so many of my friends express the exact same wants, desires and frustrations with living in Ireland. If so many of us are on the same page then I know that things can change, there just needs to be some sort of catalyst to kick start that change and for me that’s always been art and music. Time and time again, amazing art continues to be made in spite of the struggles and setbacks that are presented when living here. The title track and the album is a fight against what can sometimes feel inevitable, it’s a rejection of what people tell you is your destiny as a young person in the city, Town’s NOT dead it’s just Dormant.”
Town’s Dead tracklist:
- Heartbreak
- New Year, Who’s This? (Interlude)
- Town’s Dead
- Wickid Tongues
- Shmelly
- That Deep
- Black Sheep, Pt. I
- Rover
- Jinty Boy Blues
- No Hands
- Part II
- Sex N’ Drugs (feat. Celia Tiab)
- Fallin For It
- Coming Up
- Casio (feat. Maverick Sabre)
- Curtains
Town’s Dead Lyrics
I just got my head kicked in
Tryna buy a bitta smoke
Cus my face didn’t look the way it shoulda when I paid him
Drank 6 tins, just to get the head straight
Pulla straight, Spittin in the cold
Wish I hadda bate him
Patience
Had the bookie bet and then I went and got notions
Had to cheat the dealer got my nose bust open
Fed up of the s-s-s-s-system still broken
Tried to open up and people took it like a joke then
Fed up of the “My da’d punch round your da”
If I ever found mine I’d
Punch um round for ya
Dwellin on the past
Got my present in a corset
Pony on the dashboard
Bookie bound, FLOOR IT
Life’s that thing that ya do when ya can’t face pintin
Head up in a bucket, teeth grindin
Tried to buzz a buddy
Better luck I’d strike lightning
They all settled down or moved out or quit fighting
Are you an expat? Sell patsy?
Have a Da that’s a keyboard Nazi?
You could be the big shot, round campus
Help gentrify the flats to the Hamptons
You could try the house share, try rentin
Bitta money for the landlord’s pension
Heads are gonna roll soon, No warning
Town’s not dead it’s just dormant
Are you an expat? Sell patsy?
Have a Da that’s a keyboard Nazi?
You could be the big shot, round campus
Help gentrify the flats to the Hamptons
You could try the house share, try rentin
Bitta money for the landlord’s pension
Heads are gonna roll soon, No warning
Town’s not dead it’s just dormant
Now the corpos knockin down the flats
Just to build a few gaffs
Just to fill um with some triple barrel sir names
Door frame wouldn’t fit the halo on your head
Tell ya butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth round your way
Wanna be a real big deal like Christ or Brexit
Give the mission statement no one gets it
Restless
Made a bitta money
Not enough to live from it
Just enough that all my buddys think I’m gonna get the next drink
Call, don’t text it
Message all criptic
“When you coming up I wanna duck and watch Netflix”
Aww wait, fixed it
Had it in predictive
Walkin round the city with my mug up in her necklace
Risque texts from the pub RELENTLESS
Gee-eyed, squintin at the screen like SENT IT
When I get big, Imma ditch this kip
Big swig for the minute getting sick up on the exit
