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Cry me a Highway

by Time Fraud

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dany roadie Evocative and good-painful and synthy but organic and that’s really all ya need

(Everything nick wortham does is gold) Favorite track: Arnica.
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Jac A room without a window is so fucking good. Also Tennessee.
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1.
U & I 02:21
You and I We have to meet my friend to burn our lungs the future diseased yellowed nails on grey streets again with taller men, and sharper teeth In storied worlds you are a thief but they cannot dictate what I believe between the brush I can see but I cannot erase my memories
2.
Tennessee 02:37
when you were young you were not wise heart on a string so you could learn to fly a kite don't bury me down in your mind cause I don't wanna be the reason you get high you're never home even if you go back to Tennessee where all your seeds were sown haunted by screens you think you know you see your friends but you still spend your life alone a dirty mirror has taken my place and every morning it looks the same you're never home even if you go back to Tennessee where all your seeds were sown
3.
Mirror 03:21
maybe you feel haunted every time that you sleep by the things you have done by the spirits you keep maybe your shame is a mirror one that's facing the sea leading your ship astray dear with a light that's blinding I could still hear you singing with the sirens of streets somehow your spirit still lingers although your body it sleeps there's a shadow in your lungs a ghost in your heartbeat I know your backs getting heavy I see your anchor broke free maybe your shame is a mirror one that's facing the sea leading your ship astray dear with a light that's blinding
4.
Dirt in your nails an blood on your hands money in your pockets but your wearing rags cry me a highway of silver and gold paint me a mirror of scarlet and rose don't bring me home I don't wanna go there's fire in the hills again, the city is filled with smoke what makes a mountain act like a man what makes a city wave a flag but not lend a hand don't leave a light in the window you might burn your house down don't leave a light in the window you might burn your house down cry me a highway of silver and gold paint me a mirror of scarlet and rose don't bring me home I don't wanna go there's fire in the hills again, the city is filled with smoke cry me a highway of silver and gold paint me a mirror of scarlet and rose don't bring me home
5.
Arnica 02:18
dirty lace in your pickup truck the silver lining on your pewter cup is getting old my venom is moving slow and I could see the holes in your hands I've got a hammer if you need a friend and I wish, I wish that I didn't know and I don't I will be infused, arnica we picked but never used double vision in the waiting room my hands are shaking like they got a use and I miss when we would take it slow but I can see the blood on our hands I've got a needle if you need a friend and I wish I never called this home but I'm gone I will be infused, arnica we picked but never used
6.
Anything 01:46
Another week in a waiting room a thousand hours spent lying for you they tell me harm doesn't have a use as if you wanted everything They took your name for their own use and now I'm haunted by the things they do I hear the seer sing, I walk them in I never wanted anything
7.
Time, it does not stray it does not work for you it keeps its pace hear the breeze, it does not sing then move along cause its moving on And cities change they do not wait they are not here for you they forget your face and every place gets rearranged but the streets keep their old names your city has changed because cities change

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Time Fraud is the bedroom project of Oakland based illustrator Nick Wortham. Wortham is best known as the singer and organist of Oakland post-punk band Healers. His latest work blends droning synthesizers and sampled organs into somber ballads. The result is an oddly organic mix of noise and melody best described by Los Angeles' Underground Tape Review as "synth folk." Humming synthesizers fill the space generally occupied by rhythm guitars while samples of seventies console organs and ringing bells keep time. His first release tackles the loss of friends in the ghost ship fire, the bay area housing crisis and his own bi-racial identity.

Time Fraud's latest release “Cry me a Highway” is slated to be released in the spring of 2020 on Oakland based experimental tape label F R E A K S. “Cry me a Highway” is a collection of lo-fi synthesizer heavy tracks reflecting on humanity’s shift towards social media and away from face to face interaction. It speaks to the parallel of appearing hyper-social and yet barely leaving one's home, exploring the disconnect between seeing your loved ones daily through a screen yet going through your day alone.

"Cry me a Highway" was recorded with a makeshift portable recording studio powered by a spare car battery. Most of the vocals were sung in the cab of Wortham's pickup truck tucked away in the industrial part of West Oakland and alongside the Bay Bridge at Radio Beach. The microphone hung from the rear view mirror and the compressor sat on the dash. The mixer and laptop rested on the passenger seat while the car battery sat on the floor pan. The result gives it an eerily warm sound. You can't hear the cars passing by in background but you can feel the close proximity of singing in the front seat of a 1980s two seater Toyota truck.

Cover photo by Adrian Saenz.

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released April 25, 2020

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Time Fraud is the bedroom project of Oakland based Nick Wortham. His work blends droning synthesizers and sampled organs into somber ballads. The result is an oddly organic mix of noise and melody best described by Los Angeles' Underground Tape Review as "synth folk." His first release tackles the loss of friends in the ghost ship fire, the bay area housing crisis and his own bi-racial identity. ... more

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