by Thiaz Itch



Who said there's no such things as a free lunch ?

Bedroom Research, Proot and Thiaz Itch give you the complete course for free and don't forget the apperitive.
This new Thiaz Itch LP is a delightful bittersweet cocktail that comes on point for summer times. An avalanche of unexpected associations of sounds arranged with a great sense of humour and tones. Bursts of mandoline, maladjusted vocals, calypso, space age pop, dada collage, coconuts and bikinis are in the Menu.

shake it, serve and VOILA !



released July 2, 2008

all tracks by Thiaz Itch
artwork by Virginie Will
piano on "B Line" by Tom Terrien
produced by Proot records & Bedroom Research




Thiaz Itch Oaxaca, Mexico

Swinging from synthetic fanfare to approximate big band, Thiaz Itch croons sprinkling his shimmering colors in an anachronistic and funny show.
His orchestra lurking in the shadows, he uses his hands and his mouth to leap moogy-pouêt-pouêt sounds with his clarinet, make his mandoline sing serenades and rock ‘n roll and play a spread of other wacky intruments.
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Track Name: Effervescing Elephant
An effervescing elephant
With tiny eyes, and great big trunk
Once whispered to the tiny ears
The ears of one inferior
That by next june he'd die, oh yeah !
Because the tiger would roam
And the little one said oh my goodness I must stay at home

And everytime I hear a growl
Ill know the tigers on the prowl
And Ill be really safe you know
The elephant he told me so
And everyone was nervy, oh yeah!
And the message was spread
To zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus

Who wollowed in the mud and chewed
His spicy hippoplancton food
And tended to ignore the word
Prefering to survey a herd
Of stupid water bison, oh yeah!
And the jungle took fright
And ran around for all the day and the night

But all in vain because you see
The tiger came and said to me,
You know I wouldnt hurt not one of you
I much prefer something to chew
Youre all too scant, oh yeah!
He ate the elephant...
Track Name: Auntie Mamie
Auntie Mamie, open up the door
Auntie Mamie, open up the door
Auntie Mamie, open up the door
What I did last night I ain't gonna do no more

but she said:
Charlie cannot take a drink
When he go out never stop to think
He would drink and drink more and more
When he get home I won't open up my door

Auntie Mamie, open up the door
Auntie Mamie, open up the door
Auntie Mamie, open up the door
What I did last night I ain't gonna do no more

but she said:
Charlie now listen to me
You can't be free and still havin' me
I'm tired of gettin' in a fight
If you get drunk you will sleep outside some night
Track Name: B Line
when i came to toulouse one year ago
i came to see my friend who's called tonio
i can reveal i wasn't really ok
that is why i had to take holidays

in this city i couldn't just know my way
i tried to find a map into the subway
to know where it was i said hey policeman
he explains me the road to go the B line

but i tried so hard
to entering it
another man said to me
it is not opened
policemen are not that good
they want to tell me
the better way i go back home

Now years have passed and new stories every day
But discovering a city is all the same way
I'm missing trains and also missing tramways
Just hoping that like me one day they'll be late

I can try hard
and run after it
But the driver says no
with a sign of his hand
Drivers are not that good
they don't want to let me getting back home
Track Name: The Gardener's Lament
i crushed my head with an elephant
he told me i am now here to become
a rumble shrimp of the deep black coffee
i itch my ears two times before i search
a sugar horny pillow fight
my head is lower and hand seems bright
shut that door the lion sleeps around the baker's hammer

i sold my tears to a cheap blue cheese
he told me life is a fork finally
and newspaper's making surgery
sofa's cover knew that's why it had
to leave the home before midnight
i guess it's better now and it's fine
shoot that dog the lion sleeps with the butcher's hamster

i dried my toes with a microphone
it told my sweat is tastier than my spit
i could have learned some special words
but science's good only for catholics
i'm sure it wants to pass a class
its membrane's frozen due to its self-pride
caress the lion from my wife i got to warm the grocer