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In Hell

by Cordoba

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Joe loves Jazz There are no fillers on this album. The song writing is top-notch, and there's a great flow to the music - with tight interplay and a very natural sounding integration of odd meters. I love Brianna Tong’s voice! Her performance on "Midnight" alone brings tears to my eyes. Favorite track: Midnight.
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1.
Not My Own 04:21
My city is not my own somebody owns it My city is not my own who owns it My body is not my own somebody owns it My body is not my own who owns it From the bottom of the sky I can see what you would hide Tie my hands and cloud my eyes I still see what you would hide My shadow seems much more real each time I taste it My shadow moves like a dream I chase it Ooooo eating myself Ooooo eating myself No more to feel Do what you will No more to fight Dropping the knife Glass on my tongue Stare at the sun Glass in my eye Wanting to die Deep in the well Starting to swell Finger to bone Running to home No more to feel Do what you will No more to fight Dropping the knife Glass on my tongue Stare at the sun Glass in my eye Wanting to die Licking the pain Lock it away Jumping the ship All in the hips All in the miss Slip Deeper than flood Dripping with blood Oh don't you know how this shit usually go Oh don't you know how this shit usually go Oh don't you know how this shit usually go I think you know how this shit usually go My city is not my own somebody owns it My body is not my own who owns it
2.
In Hell 04:37
Blood flows like a poem Water like a song Will I hate you now Will you hold the gun Fall out of bed Don't sleep through the night Hell is tearing out The insides of my mind The smell of smoke Fire at your touch I tried to forget Your words in my lungs Will you Will you feed me too Behind the walls the shape of a memory I lost you They heard The static leave with you Under the greenest light I still hear you Dreaming of them too Inside Inside the void you call me to Scarring your mouth the flame of the visions Where I speak to you Altar of comfort and pain Washed in the holiest rain Altar of comfort and pain Altar of comfort and pain Washed in the holiest rain Altar of comfort and pain Not for the soul to contain Not for, not for, not for, not for Washed in the holiest rain Not for, not for, not for, not for Offering sound of your name Not for, not for, not for, not for Not for the soul to contain Nowhere to hide / fade into sky
3.
Midnight 05:05
I don’t know How the vision missed you Ready as you were To give up your life I couldn’t know the taste Of pain with desire I don’t know How I look to you Black in my eyes and red in my smile But you never run Unafraid of time After all I put you through After haunting you I drink fire to live I drink fire to live in you After all I said After hurting you I drink fire to live I drink fire to live in you Flesh and blood are only temporary Skin and bones are only temporary Midnight is forever forever forever After all I put you through After haunting you I drink fire to live I drink fire to live in you After all I said After hurting you I drink fire to live I drink fire to live in you Your blood runs through me What I see you’ll see
4.
Green Ribbon 06:11
You took everything you wanted from me You took everything you could hold You took everything you wanted left me With the pieces And now when I try to unfold Just wanted one thing for myself And now when I try to I don't get shit from you Sink into my room Sink into my tomb Sink in Into my room Into my tomb Into my womb Sink into my room Tell you How you already drained my blood How you never can take enough You're too fragile to know my secrets Sink into my room Into my tomb Into my womb Into my room Into Why do you need to know How dangerous I am How ugly This cord around my neck Softer than your hands It holds me The last thing that I give to you is death You were not ready to Imagine all my truths Outside you If it makes you happier I never existed Before you The last thing that I give to you is death
5.
Passage 03:48
In the deep my home is water I held its weight around me for so long I rise to conjure I pull you under I turn my scars against you Turning myself into blue In the water I am stronger My spirit knew at once that we’d been here before But I am crying for you Like a bitter rain Give me your hand Show you the way down Give me your hand My soul it breathes in water Hungry for the flesh it used to hold My spirit move like water Cutting through the land it used to roam
6.
Freeze State 03:14
A summer fire leaves no marks Teeth grinding into gold dust and Twisted with blood inside and out Twisted with blood inside and out A summer fire leaves no marks Teeth grinding into gold dust and And sprinkled on a painting or a And sprinkled on a painting or a tongue Let me out You can’t give me What I give me Let me out Cut across Falling off A war against the things I felt Fought by the things I thought and then A hand to sow them in the soil A knife to cut them down again Let me out You can’t give me What I give me Let me out Put me down I feel safer when I feel empty Let me out Cut across Falling off
7.
Starin’ at the wall Thought I heard a knock after all I can’t recall What’s real anymore Stare through the screen Peripherally a ghost unseen Something’s still stuck between My mind and them Humming machine Schizophrenic scene Glued to the bed Nothing’s changed at all since those Words that you said Inspires only dread I thought I knew what they meant in my head But these thoughts aren’t mine These thoughts aren’t mine Something malfunctions with their designs Wasted away In a room for a day To slow decay All of them found a way not to stay Lethargically lifting eyelids The weight of yesterday Of time, it drifts, a routine forbids And then and only then Does it pass us by in fragments too small to see, perceived by nobody but me It’s so lonely Indifferent to the plea Lethargically lifting eyelids The weight of yesterday Of time, it drifts, a routine forbids And then and only then Does it pass us by in fragments too small to see, perceived by nobody but me It’s so lonely Indifferent to the plea
8.
If you thought you seen me drifting Lifting from the ground so listlessly Helps to know what’s just existing When it drops from under, spreads like disease Walk away, a bubbling brain drain Stains the present like a bad disguise Saying I’m just fine, it’s only lies If I wasn’t here would they see? If they go, watching from below Then it slows everything we know Living a life filled with plateaus Wonder under when, if thunder covers men And it leaves nothing left here Fear that they don’t see their Zombiefied frontier And it threatens to stay here As you look behind You feel resigned If you thought you seen me drifting solo Lifting from the ground so listlessly, so Helps to know it though What, it’s just existing in a bubble Walk away, a brain drains the stained disguise Saying I’m just fine

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In Hell is about the horrors of everyday life both individual and collective. Its lyrical themes modulate between abstract and deeply personal, drawing inspiration from historical and present-day terrors. Yet this release is also suffused with vignettes of ephemeral beauty and liberation. All the tunes were first written and arranged part by part in Ableton Live by guitarist Cam Cunningham and then brought to life by the whole band. The music itself is a collection of jazzy and experimental songs in the vein of Hiatus Kaiyote or Meshell Ndegeocello, framed by Brianna Tong and Eric Novak's vocals and driven by a rhythm section comprised of bassist Khalyle Hagood, keyboardist Zach Bain-Selbo, and drummer Zach Upton-Davis. These songs retain the evolving and adaptive forms, explosive improvisations, and odd-time grooves of Cordoba's earlier work and are reminiscent of artists DOMi & J.D. Beck or Radiohead.

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released April 19, 2023

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Cordoba Chicago, Illinois

Cordoba is a Chicago-based sextet that plays a unique blend of jazz, neo-soul, alt r&b, and prog.

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