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After recording two 3-song demos, Gini Dodds, with the help of producer John Wright and various local musicians, put out Mellowdrama, her first full length CD, in the summer of 2000. In the fall of 2003, Gini and her band, The Dahlias, put out a second CD, Good Medicine, chock full of evocative lyrics set to a wide range of musical arragements. Cuts from her CDs have been played on local music segments of commercial and public radio stations in the Mpls/St. Paul area. Gini won the Nashville Songwriters' Association songwriting contest in February 2001 with "Sweet Christine," a track off her first CD. Gini's live performance of "Extraordinary You" on the KQ Homegrown show was included on KQ's Silage: Live Recordings from Studio B CD. Lyrics to all songs, and mp3 files for some of the tracks, are provided below.
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You can purchase Mellowdrama or Good Medicine
AND help support local independent music by ordering the CD through
junobeach.com,
an internet radio station that plays great music by indie bands.
It is also available through amazon.com or from minuszerorecords.com in London. The
CD is nationally distributed and can also be ordered through
local record stores.
We push and shove to move our little piece along Such good medicine in each spoonful of you A sea of broken faces from each day's tragedies Such good medicine in each spoonful of you There'd be nothing left to fight about Such good medicine in each spoonful of you Good medicine
ASTRONAUT [mp3] Ever since we split up I've been ill-equipped
to handle all of life's ordeals Like an astronaut alone Circling the personals and going out on week
nights for some human remedy Like an astronaut alone Like an astronaut alone
I DESERVE MYSELF [mp3] I spend all my time at the altar of self-expression I deserve myself When it's easy to expect your love I deserve myself I'm lonely (I deserve myself) I missed the chance to get on my knees I deserve myself
CRY The jagged edge that kills me Go ahead and cry The tears that spring from gladness Go ahead and cry You don't need to worry or tell me you're sorry
TALKING TO YOUR BOYFRIEND I was talking to your boyfriend yesterday I've been talking His walking into my arms was a step in the right
direction I've been talking Oh, I don't want to be nice, no I'd get down on my knees and beg for eyes to
see I've been talking
ENGLISH TEACHER Living isolated in the city Dreaming of her English teacher She's had bad luck with the few men whom she's
trusted Falling for her English teacher Every Tuesday evening he administers the cure Though it's true that fiction's often thought
of How she loves her English teacher
UNTIL All day long I pinch myself to go on Look at the tragic case that I've become Lost identity, there's obvious space in me Look at the tragic case that I've become I see everybody chasing down the next big thing I realize that pain can't be denied Look at the tragic case that I've become I won't feel the summer sun
ONE MORE DAY Love never ends abruptly Don't walk out on us How can such lonely people beg and pray Don't walk out on us Nobody moves me on the inside like you do Don't walk out on us
JOY'S MYSTERY Wrinkled shirts are hanging on a twisted piece
of chrome He was haunted, damaged and forsaken She was pretty as a picture, but she's aged before
her time She was haunted, damaged and forsaken Hired hands in beat up vans, loners every one They were haunted, damaged and forsaken
OVER AND OVER You discover then ignore With all the moving around you do You keep changing your mind First you're leaving, then you stay With all the moving around you do You keep changing your mind You're avoiding the pain in your life With all the moving around you do You keep changing your mind
A MILLION LIKE ME I am the youngest, the thinnest, the sexiest
little angel How did I know there were a million like me? I don't need a credo, my hot pink crushed velvet
bell-bottoms How did I know there were a million like me? In magazine interviews I am the rebel, How did I know there were a million like me?
A LITTLE FORGIVENESS You've been too narrow in your living Instead of beating up on yourself Don't be defeated by damnation Instead of beating up on yourself You know the face of a sinner Instead of beating up on yourself
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EXTRAORDINARY YOU [mp3] As you drifted through your school days all the
cruelty was collected If you're caught in small talk sparring you will
crawl back to the corner You're like a scrapbook with all the images and
sentiment you keep Through your expressionistic lenses you're oblivious
to solid matter remedy Choking on a piece of extraordinary you
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DEEP [mp3] Look at the wasted people going through the motions I'll turn you over The morning after you have rained upon my bed I'll turn you over If the connection is lost that runs under the
surface
SWEET CHRISTINE [mp3] When you play the next record club album you
get Sweet Christine When you throw your head back over your shoulder Sweet Christine Even though you're ten years out I can feel you
here with me In your army jacket with fierce determination Sweet Christine
LOVE OF MY LIFE I'm having trouble navigating I'm so blinded
by your sun It's the love, it's the love, it's the love,
it's the love, love of my life When I first heard your leading sentence, I knew
the ending half way through It's the love, it's the love, it's the love,
it's the love, love of my life I never though I'd meet someone who'd separate
me from my darker days It's the love, it's the love, it's the love,
it's the love, love of my life
CAN'T TELL ME NOTHIN' I had a big, bad wolf who was coming by But she can't tell me nothin' Met a mover with a ponytail and a feel for things But they can't tell me nothin' I'm like a gambler with an entourage of fair
weathered friends Look at all the strangers claim to know me well But he can't tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin'
CELEBRITY PICTURES Stuck in the ordinary, going nowhere Gonna go to the movies, not gonna wait in line I know the tricks of the trade employed to keep
one's distance Picture me with that guy from Tibet, I'm a philosopher
SAVE ME Your mama wouldn't want you to chase tail around I ate it up, ate it up, ate it up Your fast motion, hot treatment I ate it up, ate it up, ate it up My bold impulsive side breaks free, ready for
playing It's getting kinda crowded Save me, Save me, Save me, Save me
QUIET GIRLS Little girls grow up too fast Your husband goes for days without talking And if the heartache gets too much
IN THE PICTURE Picture perfect baby doll you could pull my strings
before you crawled Look at me (Am I in the picture?) All your glamour girl reactions found their place
with yearbook captions Look at me (Am I in the picture?) I could have been the favorite Hollywood actress
on my own In magazine after magazine, handing thank you's
out in your limousine Look at me (Am I in the picture?)
DRY GROUND Down a poor country road you won't find a love
affair Beg some time from the lender get some gas from
her kin When row after row turns you over and over The dark, stubborn sky let the rain down at last
OUT OF MY HEAD I'm an urbanite girl, I'm a hip raconteur Tried to look cool in the bookstore de jour I try to hide my temperature rising
I'LL STOP BY People driving by you every minute every day Sifting through the traces in your empty rooms I walk a little slower added weight in my step |