The Travel Size EP

by Alma

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The Travel Size EP is a collection of four indie pop songs that reflect on experiences Alma had while traveling to different cities. Different in genre from Alma's 2014 releases, this album is something of a "just for fun" stylistic detour.

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released January 19, 2016

All songs written by Alma Cook. All vocals arranged & performed by Alma Cook (except "West Side Winter" duet featuring Marcus Broderick). All guitar & bass by Michael Hecker, & harp on "West Side Winter" by Meghan Caulkins.

Recorded at Studio 2424 in Chicago, IL. Engineered, mixed & mastered by Danny Christy with additional production work by Alma Cook. Photo by Jessica Havens.

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Track Name: Get-Go
Boarded up that A Line inbound,
Trying to stay in time.
Seems like every little move that you make in this town,
You gotta wait in line. I don’t mind,
But I prefer attractions of a different kind.

Can you take me down to the water?
Can you say my name?
Ask me what would I do with a thousand dollars—
Well, I don’t think I’d change my aim.
My affection would be the same.

CHORUS:
So, baby, can we let go?
You’re all that I wanted from the get-go.
So lazy up the tempo;
You’re all that I wanted from the get-­go.

Barefoot by the flowers in the backyard,
A gift from God.
Won’t you sneak to my room after hours?
It’s enough to make you lose your job, but don’t stop.
‘Cause way out here you’re all I got.

I heard you talking about the sights to see,
But you’re the only sight I need.
Don’t drop a dollar on the night for me,
‘Cause everything I like is free.

CHORUS:
And, baby, can we let go?
You’re all that I wanted from the get-go.
So lazy up the tempo;
You’re all that I wanted from the get­-go.

You’re all I have in sight,
‘Cause you’re all I care to see.
Every time you call, a small ignites,
And that’s all that matters to me. [x4]
Track Name: Medicine Man
You hail from my pocket: a stale pursuit.
Is it good doctrine to spare me the truth?
You’re more than off­-topic; you’re off­route,
But the couple of months I put stock in, I don’t wanna lose.

I say, “Come to my city,”
And you don’t say no like a man;
You say, “Hope you understand that I’m busy…are you with me?”
“Yeah, just deep in thought—do you think you can forgive me?”

CHORUS:
My own intentions
Cast you as a medicine man,
But I know prevention
Comes through like no medicine can.
I wore it on my wrist;
I swore it with my lips;
Before we came to this
I already came to grips with
The question
Of whether I could really fit in your plan.

I caught the illusion when we spoke
Of the things we would do and where we would go.
I’m more than assuming; I now know
You get high on the one you’re pursuing. You were spitting so...

…many words from the wise,
But never were those any words that I heard with my eyes.
It’s a hot white lie,
Born from a heat that makes a man blind.

CHORUS:
Intentions
Cast you as a medicine man,
But I know prevention
Comes through like no medicine can.
I wore it on my wrist;
I swore it with my lips;
Before we came to this
I already came to grips with
The question
Of whether I could really fit in your plan.

I know prevention... [x3]

I said, “Come to my city,”
And like a man, you say, “Hope you understand that I’m busy.”

Is it good doctrine? Is it good doctrine to spare me the truth? [x4]
Track Name: Oh, K
Invitation from out of state:
“Hey, come along for the dreaming.”
Pushed your buttons and I pulled my weight;
Now you’re here for the weekend.

So friendly a face—a good stroke of luck in a place
That could very well take me down.
But something you say says you’re only giving me time of day
Because I’ll take you to higher ground.
So if that’s why you’re sticking around…

CHORUS:
Oh, okay, okay,
You’ve got a whole lot of nerve coming ‘round my door.
In no way, no way
Are you somebody I’m doing favors for.

Brought my gifts and I brought them loud;
I never saw you refuse them.
But the pillows and blankets all laid out,
You never wanted to use them.

Now it’s more of the same.
It’s not that you’re giving me pain,
But I have my suspicions when
You come back into frame after days of forgetting my name,
Now you’re suddenly my best friend.
You tell me the treasure I've been, but like…

CHORUS:
Oh, okay, okay,
You’ve got a whole lot of nerve coming ‘round my door.
In no way, no way
Are you somebody I’m doing favors for.
Track Name: West Side Winter feat. Marcus Broderick
Your hometown has harsh winters.
If you came to beat the cold, you will,
But first consider
The thousand words in this picture.

Dreams big as the bills stacked high,
We’ve got low-­carb diets and cloudless skies,
But I
Know there are things that you won’t find.

CHORUS:
Write your own role;
They’ve been saying it’s a sign of the times.
If you go,
You’ll be lucky just to get out alive
From the west side.

Beautiful girls, they’re running the show,
But I can’t tell if they’re running towards something
Or just running from home.
I wanna tell them about the one Love I know.

He’ll put His finger on your sunburnt mouth and say
He’ll never leave you, even if you push Him away.
Do you believe it?
Because it’s true even if you don’t receive it.

CHORUS:
Or you could write your own role;
They’ve been saying it’s a sign of the times.
But if you go,
You’ll be lucky just to get out alive
From the west side.

I don’t know you well enough to give you unsought guidance.
But I know I wasn’t cut to be strong and silent.
I don’t know you well enough to give you unsought guidance.
No, but I know I wasn’t cut to be strong and silent.