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Grapefruit

by Bałtyk

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1.
I dreamt about your body You were bleeding I was sorry I thought for once I'd be right for you But after all, the same words ring true In this dream I'm weightless I don't take up space Completely painless I thought for once I'd be right for you Wondering where you are - whether it's also morning for you My grip is stronger than you'd think Cause after all, this isn't a dream My heart beats slower than you'd think Cause after all, this isn't a dream I saw your face in a Rothko painting I read you poems from Watanabe denim I still dream about your body I still dream about your body My grip is stronger than you'd think Cause after all, this isn't a dream My heart beats slower than you'd think Cause after all, this isn't a dream I saw your face in a Rothko painting I read you poems from Watanabe denim
2.
Marathon 04:00
In another time I'm winning the marathon of life The prologue ends now A fern green 959 Oh, is it time? My love, what's my time? I see the finish line And yet somehow, My speed drops Was it because I looked back? Was it because I thought of the delta? I thought of us in the past Do you also look back? Does it also slow you down? Do you get it now? Do you get it now? Sebastian, do you get it now? Sebastian, my love, do you get it now? The marathon of life Seems unwinnable now The finish line is unachievable now I might have the car It's unachievable now I might have the car It's unachievable now I might have the car It's unachievable now I might have the car
3.
This is a song about you It's just like every song before This time though it's different - is it not? We both have our feet out the door Do we leave to have fun or to somehow end it for once and for all? This is a song about you It's just like every song before And even if it's not about you I'll make it yours most of all And if it's truly the last time I'm always sincerely yours I've got friends in Rome, in Amsterdam - they've all told me to let go But I've been sick so long - I can't imagine getting better at all This is a song about you It's just like every song before And even if it's not about you I'll make it yours most of all And if it's truly the last time I'm always sincerely yours And even if it's not about you I'll make it yours most of all And if it's truly the last time I'm always sincerely yours Always sincerely yours Always sincerely yours Always sincerely yours Always sincerely yours Always sincerely yours
4.
Loss_point 05:27
I build this wall To prove to you all There's no point in getting physical How do you see me? Why do you see me? How do I stop you from seeing me? And when you say my name it doesn't sound quite right It just echoes across the hallway I'm waiting for it to die down Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Here I am - I'm at that point I'm at that point again I'm at that point again Here we are - we're at that point We're at that point again We're at that point again And when you say my name it doesn't sound quite right It just echoes across the hallway I'm waiting for it to die down Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Oh, what a loss Here I am - I'm at that point I'm at that point again I'm at that point again Here we are - we're at that point We're at that point again We're at that point again Here I am - I'm at that point I'm at that point again I'm at that point again Here we are - we're at that point We're at that point again We're at that point again Here I am - I'm at that point I'm at that point again I'm at that point again Here we are - we're at that point We're at that point again We're at that point again
5.
Someone’s washing their windows up high I peek out the water hits my scalp This right here is the price This right here is the price A tough result A problem with the car I don’t hear much from you I’m sure I said enough This right here is the price This right here is the price Dragon, I love you I don’t hear much, Hear much from you now Dragon, I love you You’re a very, very, Very busy man Out in the driveway I sleep in the car And I set an alarm To wake up, To watch you dim the lights Broken back - - I’m sure I said enough This right here is the price This right here is the price Dragon, I love you I don’t hear much, Hear much from you now Dragon, I love you You’re a very, very, Very busy man Out in the driveway I sleep in the car And I set an alarm To wake up, To watch you dim the lights Broken back - - I’m sure I said enough This right here is the price This right here is the price
6.
I peer through a window to sneak in a glimpse A contorted beast looking back at me I try to count my fingers I try to tell the time But nothing adds up The letter read as: "Everything I do - - I do for you! I swear it's true!" I can't find me in the mirror God, is it true? - "I think it's true" My fingers turn to claws My voice a throbbing howl I look out the window But this time i see Past me, binoculars, new me I think I'm not the person you've met Sometime ago The new me - - My embrace pokes holes "Everything I do - - I do for you! I swear it's true!" (I do for you!) I can't find me in the mirror (I do for you!) God, is it true? - "I think it's true" My claws turn to dust My howl a comforting voice This time, This time "Everything I do - - I do for you! I swear it's true!" (I do for you!) I can't find me in the mirror (I do for you!) God, is it true? - "I think it's true" My fingers turn to claws My voice a throbbing howl This time, This time
7.
Unsaid 03:57
I thought I would cry, but I didn’t I said I did, but I didn’t A peak and a fall A major drop No extra details – that’s all I know Something’s scheduled and then it’s cancelled Something’s said and then unsaid Someone’s here and they’re not here (They were never here at all) I’m beginning to doubt what I just wrote I don’t (don’t) want my words to say too much It’s now the third month without any sedatives And I spent all my money on shit I don’t really need You’re going away again You’re going away again Something’s scheduled and then it’s cancelled Something’s said and then unsaid Someone’s here and they’re not here I’m beginning to doubt what I just wrote I don’t (don’t) want this to say too (this) much
8.
Lion Dream 03:20
I heard this song in a dream But now that I'm playing it - it feels as though it's in the wrong key Oh please, rate my music! Oh please, tell me what it means! Try to describe how it makes you feel - - Crystallize the obscene I really want to hear it! The way I see it - - A giant cat tearing my face right off - - Off screen If this goes on and on And on and on Like it always does I might just leave it all Disgustingly direct No time for metaphors Always calm, soothing, and soft I might just save me from me I'm not delusional I'm not delusional I'm not delusional I'm not delusional I'm not delusional If this goes on and on And on and on Like it always does I might just leave it all Disgustingly direct No time for metaphors Always calm, soothing, and soft I might just save me from me
9.
Every time you drive your car I think about What I’d say to the cops If they found somewhere crashed Every time when we’re at your parents’ house I think about What I’d say to the cops If they found us in each other’s arms And even, where we usually are The situation is equally hard We spend these august nights Figuring out what we’d say when stopped I now feel Sooner or later And please, baby, take this with a grain of salt I honestly feel as if one of us were to suddenly go Soon enough Every time I wake up I check whether you’re still around And if everything’s fine I go back to the sunny down snuff I now feel Sooner or later And please, baby, take this with a grain of salt I honestly feel as if one of us were to suddenly go I now feel Sooner or later And please, baby, take this with a grain of salt I honestly feel as if one of us were to suddenly go
10.
Words 05:16
Every night before bed I make sure to put dirt in my wounds Some things don’t quite gel well I’m too scared to sleep in the same bed as you Words seem to come – words seem to go Words seem to come (to come) – words seem to go What do I know? What do I know? What do I know? My friends don’t know how to react – I’m on the brink again of trying to be open Well, it’s not your fault you’re in my way – I’ll just remove myself You’re on the same bus again, again The man I better not mention – he lives next stop; he lives next stop Why did I write this song? Will he target me the way he did before? Words they seem to come, and then they seem to go Words they seem to come then they seem to go Why did I write this song? Will he target me the way he did before? Will I have to get a new phone number again? Will I have to stay at my parents' house again? What do I know? What do I really know? What the hell do I know? And what do I know? And what do I really know? And what the hell do I know?
11.
Data-driven analytics Led me to believe Led me to believe Pain-driven analytics Led me to believe Led me to believe That the trauma echoes That the trauma, trauma echoes That the trauma echoes That the trauma, trauma echoes Find me in a junk space In-between I'm spread thin Through liminal time Private correspondence Information Spread thin I'm spread thin That the trauma echoes That the trauma, trauma echoes That the trauma echoes That the trauma, trauma echoes Computer generated Fully automated Pattern seeking Following the pattern Phaser-flanger Brute compression I'm spread thin - - You're spread thin That the trauma echoes (Lower libido, higher libido) That the trauma, trauma echoes (The ebb and flow, the ebb and flow) That the trauma echoes (Lower libido, higher libido) That the trauma, trauma echoes (The ebb and flow, the ebb and flow) That the trauma echoes (Lower libido, higher libido) That the trauma, trauma echoes (The ebb and flow, the ebb and flow) That the trauma echoes (Lower libido, higher libido) That the trauma, trauma echoes (The ebb and flow, the ebb and flow)
12.
In the Red 02:24
The darkness fades, But the knowledge remains The price doesn't change I'm looking at you again And in your subtle way You show me And in your subtle way You show me that I love to lose You know me We love to lose You show me that That fact The fact That fact The fact Oh no, we're in the red Looks like we're in the red again My love we're in the red again Looks like we're in the red, red, red, red again
13.
The Door 05:12
Two feet of standing water Caught me off guard This late summer morning I now have even more trouble Opening the door Going out to work No matter what I say or sing my expression doesn't change A permanent drugged out blank stare carved into 20-year-old flesh And people that I honestly hate have probably forgotten about me And what they did And what they did And what they did still lingers And what happened - happened And I don't want this song to say too much Don't want it to say anything important Cause my art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt And what they did still lingers And what happened - happened And I don't want this song to say too much Don't want it to say anything important Cause my art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt Cause my art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt Whatever happens don't forget what they did My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt My art can only hurt

about

Grapefruit is a condensed, 50ish minute-long record of the past three years of its author's life. Starting its existence in the twilight months of 2019 and growing until 2022's scorching summer, Grapefruit grew and shrunk over time. The album continues exploring themes of its predecessors - introspective as always, now less barefaced. Due to time and changing environments, Grapefruit asks different questions and, to some, still gives no answers. All songs started their life on paper as piano pieces that, with time and effort, evolved into direct and alive manifestations of what the author lived through at the time. This record is contrast coexisting with harmony and how being true and transparent equals breaking the fourth wall.

Grapefruit to skondensowany, pięćdziesięcioparuminutowy, autobiograficzny zapis ostatnich trzech lat życia twórcy. Nagrywany od końca 2019 roku do lata 2022 przez Michała Rutkowskiego, warszawskiego artystę audiowizualnego. Album jest kontynuacją założeń konceptualnych serwowanych przez jego poprzednie wydawnictwa. Introspektywny aspekt dzieła został rozszerzony o wchodzenie albumu w polemikę z przeszłymi płytami artysty oraz ich odbiorcami; wynikiem czasu i zmian środowiskowych jest fakt, że Grapefruit zadaje inne pytania, a na wcześniej stawiane dostarcza innych odpowiedzi, na niektóre nadal nie odpowiada. Kolejną zmianą w stosunku do przeszłych płyt jest zupełnie inny proces artystyczny autora – utwory miały być niesamowicie solidne muzycznie i melodycznie, jeszcze bardziej bezpośrednie niż poprzednio; dopiero gdy osiągały ten standard muzyk dopasował do nich wcześniej zapisany tekst. Formowane były bez żadnych udogodnień, surowo, na papierze i pianinie. Sonicznie płyta skonstruowana jest wokół gitar elektrycznych, sztywnej, jednocześnie ekspresywnej perkusji i wszelakich instrumentów klawiszowych. Powracają wstawki syntezatorowe, złożone harmonie wokalne i przesterowe. Grapefruit to płyta przeciwieństw koegzystujących z harmonią, łamania czwartej ściany, wywoływania w odbiorcy odczucia inwazji na bariery intymne autora w mniej transparentny sposoby niż dotychczas.

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released September 30, 2022

Everything except the painting for the front cover - Michał Rutkowski
Painting on the front cover - www.furaffinity.net/user/brant/

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Warsaw-based singer-songwriter, producer and visual artist.

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