diggsville

diggsville

BandAlternativeEDM

Electronica, jazz, and trip-hop mashed up righteously...female vocals blending the influence of Portishead and Delerium into one beautiful collage.

Biography

Diggsville first began as a musical entity while contributing to the soundtrack of the independent film, “In the Wake” by award-winning film-maker, Erica Jordan. After cruising the festival circuit, percussionist Randy Odell and vocalist Karen Mitchell enlisted the piano skills of David von Holder. His rich synth textures and poignant melodic sensibilities provided the perfect complement to Randy's timely grooves, both coming from a strong jazz and R&B background. Bassist David Hermocillo’s ability to drive it to the ground and saxophonist Jody Ono’s subtle soul added to Karen’s evocative lyrics and haunting vocals for an extraordinary sound, that includes elements of triphop, electronica, latin funk and jazz.
Impact Press Magazine ranks San Francisco based Diggsville as a Top Pick: “Delicious, Jazzy, and Fresh!” describing Songs from Nowhere as “One of the hippest, grooviest records heard in a long time. With solid drums keeping the flow in the rear, we get layers of loungey piano, sax, and sexy, sexy female vocals. Rarely does one hear such a seamless infusion of electronica and jazz-infused funk.” And SmotherNet gives the CD rave reviews as well – “These songs are from somewhere deep inside where the groove is resting in our veins waiting to be pumped out and encouraged.” As one fan testifies, “Diggsville completely draws you in with a sound that haunts your head! This is a band you tell your friends to come out to see to believe.”

But their music is more than a simple delight for the senses, Karen Mitchell’s lyrics convey the darker side of street-life and the relationships between society and ones inner-most self. Evoking musical effects of Portishead, Massive Attack and the Sneaker Pimps; Diggsville’s lush female vocals, dreamy keys, enigmatic samples, sultry sax and driving bass and drums unite for a uniquely seductive blend of retro and contemporary elements. While the band is currently in the process of recording new music, the captivating grooves found on "Songs from Nowhere" continues to satiate music junkies everywhere.

Lyrics

Daze of Normal Life

Written By: Karen Mitchell

Behind closed doors
she’s pulling two black pins from her eyes.
Behind closed doors
he’s tearing at the seam between the words and the lies.
They can’t believe the things they’ve seen;
the cruelty and the callousness that shadows this life.
Behind closed doors
their digging up and pulling out their final lines,
a lasting disguise.
Behind closed doors

Behind closed doors
the whispering and wandering, the buzzing ghosts still traveling beneath her skin.
The blood that burns, the dreams that turn, the willingness to move along and never give in.
Behind closed doors their digging up and pulling out their final lines, a lasting disguise.
The great escape is keeping faith in a world of waste and emptiness and compromise.
Behind closed doors

Oh yeah, they try and they try.

Behind closed doors
she’s pulling two black pins from her eyes.
Behind closed doors
he’s tearing at the seam between the words and the lies.
Behind closed doors

Flippin' The Phat

Written By: Karen Mitchell

You – smoking this and drinking that.
Your outlook’s hopeless.
Hoping that you won’t fall flat.
You don’t want to think,
Don’t want to feel.
Hoping that the numbness will make it real.

You- you’re dreaming of this.
You – you always smoking this,
drinking that, shooting this and flipping the phat.
Living life like a warzone navigation;
Searching the city streets for comfort and salvation.

Ride the highs and crashes,
Smoke your dreams to ashes.
Beneath the wounds and gashes
mid-day scenes, back flashes.

Well, I don’t want to hear it.
No, I don’t want to know
your bitter consultation.
There’s nothing going on.
You’re living with the pain of doing and not forgiving.
You’ve got to forgive.
You’ve got to forgive yourself.

Ride the highs and crashes,
Smoke your dreams to ashes.
Beneath the wounds and gashes
mid-day scenes, back flashes.

One Thing

Written By: Karen Mitchell

Be my one thing.
Be my radio swing.
Be my heavenly dream.
Baby, baby, baby, you’re king.

Baby, baby, you’re my sweet thing.
Your heavenly body is making me steam.
Touching your skin is sweeter than cream
And better than anything I’ve ever seen.
Smoother than silk and wetter than rain.
Hoping you’ll come to ease my pain.
I won’t give in, I won’t give way
Because my love is here to stay.
Now, won’t you come and be my lover?
Be so true, like the sky above.
I’m so blue when you’re not with me.
You’ve got me on my knees.
Be true.

Be my one thing.
Be my radio swing.
Be my heavenly dream.
Baby, baby, baby, you’re king.

Discography

Songs From Nowhere