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Pickin' Olives

by INKEN

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1.
Monolog 00:59
Have you ever tried an olive That was picked right from the tree? It’s bitter. It extracts all the moisture from your mouth Where it goes? Don’t know… It tastes like love Looking tempting and then leaving you with a wrung out soul and a broken heart Every landscape, the most beautiful landscape seems shallow without olive green Regarding beauty such as this Made me wonder if there might be a god after all Still, I tried to make the last bits of belief left to my thoughts vanish Hoping hurts. My own doing? Maybe…
2.
XXX 02:25
I needed no sex, I needed love You, you gave me both Surprising yet clear at the same time You, you touched my soul Yeah, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know that I like you And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know you like me, too I needed no games, I needed you You've wiped the dust off my soul But I dare, I dare, not expecting a thing but truth Cause I was about to write down: “Never kissed a man like I sang a tune” And then I found myself in a moment as beautiful as I've never known I needed no flirt, I needed warmth You've lit a fire in my soul Surprising yet clear at the same time I guess for us both
3.
22:38 03:04
Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it An explanation - you offered me one you gave me none You keep me waiting, you keep me waiting Maybe forever? Maybe forever? I'm telling myself: Such is life But I can't help myself Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it I don't know if I wanna know all I know is I want you so bad Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it And I don't know if I wanna know all I know is I want you so bad White curtains drawn in the hotel room Babe, I'm feeling fine and so do you White curtains drawn (I will stay here for good) in the hotel room (I will stay here for good) Babe, I'm feeling fine (I will stay here for good) and so do you (I will stay here for good) Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it I don't know if I wanna know all I know is I want you so bad Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it And I don't know if I wanna know all I know is I want you so bad Thirty-eight minutes past ten I imagine you reading it And I don't know if I wanna know all I know is I want you so bad (White curtains drawn) (White curtains drawn) (White curtains drawn) (White curtains drawn)
4.
And I told myself not to be blind no, he might never change his mind I wonder though what it will be that finally brings me to my knees Is it euphoric expectation or truth’s relentless revelation? Read his texts and now can cite them I wish I had more than him writing And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece to distract me from distraction And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece I don't force no interaction And I calmed myself to give it time no, branches don't grow over night in the streets thought I'd seen him it made me realize the state I'm in And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece to distract me from distraction And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece I don't force no interaction And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece to distract me from distraction And I'll be pickin' olives in Greece I don't force no interaction No, I don't force no interaction No, I don't force no interaction I don't force no interaction
5.
Monemvasia 03:09
I was where mountain tops kiss the sky I was writing and crying at night I sought sense in things that I could not grasp Tried to chase away the thoughts I've had Every thought I have - it leads to you You've become my daydream and my truth Must be madness that I think I love you or Am I loving the thought of you? I would've loved you to be my man but I remember the lines you sang and when I heard them, they tore me apart and they still do... I'm longing for you... I gazed at the ocean feeling blue wishing that just one last time I could talk to you and suddenly it made sense that the ocean's made of tears and even though I've lost you, losing you is one of my greatest fears I would've loved you to be my man but I remember the lines you sang and when I heard them, they tore me apart and they still do... I'm longing for you... I would've loved you to be my man but I remember the lines you sang and when I heard them, they tore me apart and they still do... I'm longing for you...
6.
Lately I couldn't sleep with the lights out then back in my dreams you turned me down when I'm awake I'm dreaming of hope to me you still seem like a man without fault Olive trees bathed in moon light I was wandering through a dream In that night I dared hoping that sometimes you'd think of me And then it hit me again like a gunshot the thought that hurts the most that you might have forgotten me by now So long... so long... it feels so long ago and now I'm stretching out my arms just to feel empty sheets and go blue with my whispers floating up into empty skies I'm left behind longing for your loving smiles

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"Pickin' Olives" is INKEN's first solo EP. She calls the genre subconsciousness pop as the mood is slightly dark, dreamy and stoic. She writes her songs in solitude and then produces them with her best friend Michael Jürgens. He has woven those iridescent and mellow threads around INKEN’s incisive song writing, merging into an EP which is a complete artwork, a new world that spans from INKEN’s first drawn breath till the last note. On "Pickin' Olives" INKEN sings about grief and heartache and of picking olives in Greece.

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released September 16, 2022

Written by Inken März and Michael Jürgens
Produced by Michael Jürgens

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INKEN Hamburg, Germany

INKEN stands out. With her golden electric guitar and her understated yet “I’m right here”-attitude she exudes something special. She is a singer, guitarist and songwriter and describes her music as subconsciousness-pop.

INKEN sings on her first solo EP “Pickin’ Olives” of grief and heartache. Producer Michael Jürgens has woven iridescent and mellow threads around INKEN’s incisive song writing.
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