Sit Kitty Sit

Sit Kitty Sit

 San Francisco, California, USA
DuoRockAlternative

Sounds Like:
Dresden Dolls mixed with PJ Harvey and a dash of Muse.

Biography

In May of 2010, Kat Downs and Mike Thompson teamed up to experiment with the combination of classical piano and rock drumming. Described as “The Dresden Dolls mixed with Muse and PJ Harvey”, their music also reflects evidence of Zeppelin, Beethoven, Rush and Rachmaninoff.  Kat Downs’ ornate hands and hair flying matched with Mike Thompson’s percussive mastery makes this duo the consummate definition of a “dream-team”.  No holds barred, this group produces addictive rock n' roll - with only two people and not one guitar in sight.

“Digging for comparisons, you can find a little bit of everyone from Nick Cave to Randy Newman, Amanda Palmer to Metallica in their work. Just simply comparing this band, however, does Sit Kitty Sit a disservice.”  - Nicholas Schneider, The Bay Bridged

2014 unleashed the release of Sit Kitty Sit’s 3rd studio album, the epic “Everlasting Fire”, a storyline album based entirely on Dante’s “Inferno”.  Spanning seven genres and boasting 15 guest artists, the release showcases the extensive versatility of Downs and Thompson as a team; revealing an entirely new side of the band that left both listeners and reviewers gaping.

“’Everlasting Fire’ delivers a shiny and new outlook into the musical realm… What Downs and Thompson create with the simplest of instruments, most orchestras can’t even build with the most intricate of players.”  - BuzzNet

Touring almost non-stop since 2013, Sit Kitty Sit became known for consistently electrifying audiences with their energetically intense live performances, as well as developing a strong community among their faithful, almost cult-style following all across the United States. In 2015 the duo spread the love overseas for their first European tour, spanning the Netherlands, Germany, France, and England, leaving thrilled audiences in their wake.

“They seem to accomplish more with two people than most bands do with five.”
- Veronica Kirk, Black on the Canvas

Sit Kitty Sit was once again a featured performer at NAMM 2016 as guests of Killer-Q Instrument Straps, whose booth went on to win Best In Show in 2015.  It also brought more national and international touring as well as the release of several new singles and multiple full- production music videos.  In the fall of 2016 they embarked on another successful East Coast U.S. tour supported by good friends from Brighton, UK, Birdeatsbaby.  Finally, in 2017 with the world at their fingertips, fans and critics alike are on the edge of their seats to see what artistic vision these crazy kids will come up with for their next full-length recording at Dogwater Studios in Reno, NV.

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Kat Downs is a Musician, Artist, Teacher, Composer and Performer originally from Green Bay, WI.  She began studying music in the 2nd grade continuing on through high school and college earning a BA Degree in Music from St. Norbert College in DePere, WI.  Now based out of San Francisco, CA, Kat’s current projects include the powerhouse Hard Piano Rock duo, Sit Kitty Sit, and the goth rock band, Saints of Ruin. She is the staff composer for Wily West Productions, the Music Consultant for Blue Scorpion Dance Theatre and has an exclusive studio of piano and flute students. Best known for her intense piano playing style and exceptional lyrical compositions, Kat tours internationally and has shared the stage with such names as LP, The Memorials, Chris Wyse, En Esch, Mona Mur, Erica Dilanjian, Shannon Curfman, Lennon, Javier Mosley and WASP.

 
Mike Thompson is a Drummer, Percussionist, Performer and Arranger hailing from the tiny town containing major talent, Westerly, RI.  He started officially banging on the drums in private lessons at age 10 and went on to star in his award-winning high school Jazz, Concert & Marching bands.  He continued feeding his passion for music by studying at Berklee College of Music in Boston, MA under drumming greats such as Jamey Haddad, Rod Morgenstein and Kenwood Dennard earning a BA Degree in Music Performance and Business. Having played in bands such as The Big Nasty and Tokyo Raid, Mike has shared the stage with many other bands and artists such as Gary Clark Jr., Pat Travers, Chris Wyse, John Vanderslice and Javi Mosley.  Now living in the CA Bay Area, he is mainly devoting his time with partner, Kat Downs, to touring internationally and garnering more exposure for their powerhouse Hard Piano Rock duo, Sit Kitty Sit.

Lyrics

Superbia

Written By: Kat Downs

Breath in bursted lungs
Escapes in clouds of white
I pray in empty rooms
To hide from empty light
It’s where I spend my days and years
This doomed and hallowed place
With water lapping at my heels
To break my fall from grace

Don’t tell my you’re not haunted
That would be a lie
That’s why we angels flew here
To let our demons die
And we will build on top of ruins
If that will reach the sky

With water lapping at my heels
To break my fall from grace

I wait here for salvation
One soul to make a stand
Their voices echo hollow
So talk with empty hands
We crowd upon the shoreline
The gifted and the damned

With water lapping at my heels
To break my fall from grace

© 2012 Kat Downs

Birmingham

Written By: Kat Downs

It was a hole in the ground
A secret don’t tell now
Or I’ll make you quiet too
In the late navy night
The shovel sang and danced in the dirt
A trembled breath
Was his last

He was no match
For a woman scorned
For words of hate and fingers burned
In the late navy night
The shovel sang and danced in the dirt
A trembled breath was his last

Chorus:
The angry sun awakes
And burns with blood red eyes
The dust swirls in our wake
A natural disguise
Headlights fade in the light
It was such a gruesome sight
We drive we drive to Birmingham
We get away to Birmingham

I’ll hide the marks
Beneath my clothes
The memory will fade
In the late navy night
The shovel sang and danced in the dirt
A trembled breath was his last

He was no match
For a woman scorned
For words of hate and fingers burned
In the late navy night
The shovel sang and danced in the dirt
A trembled breath was his last

©2012 Kat Downs

Big Top

Written By: Kat Downs

Big Top

I wonder what it’ll look like
When the big top falls
The stripes are all deflated
And the old crow calls
Crimson is falling fast
It’s bleeding from the walls
And the days go by

The clowns are all frustrated
The old girl lied
The velvet is a painting
Of a king who died
The tribute is a scandal
It’s written on the sky
And the days go by

I wonder what it’ll look like
When the big top falls
The spiral’s spinning backwards
And it’s free for all
Crimson is falling fast
It’s bleeding from the walls
And the days go by

© 2010 Kat Downs

Purge

Written By: Kat Downs

Purge

One face
Now or never
Do I know you
Do I care
You dare me
Not to love you
But how could I
No one’s there

Chorus:
Gouge
His nails have barely
Scratched the surface
Delve
Her psyche
Blistered bruised and torn
Dig six feet deep
Are you sure we’re not stopping
You can’t heal until you purge

It’s lights out
Broadway baby
No one’s saying
You can’t go home
She knows you
Do you see her
Waving before she falls

Chorus

I can just see me there
Under the surface
A Freudian slip hidden under my dress
As I twiddle my thumbs in anticipation
Cross dressing apathy
Open heart sex
And she scabs over slowly
Her pain isn’t real
She’s calling her angels
They’re drunk at the wheel
She twists it off slowly
It bleeds as it comes

Do you
Do you love me
I am naked for your eyes
I won’t fight you
You can cut me
If you can take me
As I am

Chorus

© 2005 Kat Downs

Bleeds September

Written By: Kat Downs

She paints herself a prom dress
She covers up her face
Like there’s an honest living
To take her mother’s place
A right way a right way
To somehow make it last
Past the weekend
As it’s going by so fast

Chorus:
She calls it Sapphire
This haunted place without a name
It smells of resin
She drapes herself in lace
It comes it varies
Floats and carries
Leaves a hungry space
It bleeds September
And disappears without a trace

She sits and pulls the pieces
Of broken hearts and pent up dreams
She weaves them all together
The laughter and the screams
She pinches she pushes
To fill up all the holes in the floor
Left from all the years before

Chorus

She wraps her hands in paper
The empty quiet down the hall
She hears them fucking
Lets the heavy curtains fall
She hears oh so many hearts
Making oh so many sounds
She wonders when the rain will come
She wonders ‘til she drowns

Chorus

© 2013 Kat Downs

Life #6

Written By: Kat Downs

I am drenched in rain and joy
Don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t remember where I was before
But the sound the sound of rain
Of drops on leaves
Sounds like singing
Sounds like singing
Have I been here before

Chorus:
This is me
Life number six
Coming to you live in three dimensions
This is it
Life number six
The stunning Technicolor drives me wild
And it takes time
To adjust my eyes

I am drenched in thought
In an undisclosed location
Don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t remember where I was before
But the feel the feel of flight
My arms are tired
My arms are tired
Have I been here before

Chorus

I am drenched in dreams
I’m standing in this house
Don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t remember where I was before
But these walls these walls
They feel so familiar
Am I home
Am I home
Have I been here before

© 2013 Kat Downs

The Pulse

Written By: Kat Downs

I started something out of nothing
There was a stop a shake a pointed look
I read between the lines
There was a stop a shake a shiver
And I knew that you’d be mine
It was a greasy sweet caress
That turned your head
And suddenly I see you tied up in my bed
You are so elegant and pure
You’ll be my lovely de jure

Chorus:
Sticky sweat
The stink of sex
The scratched caress
The heat of breath
To be inside
To be divine
To taste the flesh
The lust sublime
The Pulse Pulse
The stink of sex
The scratched caress
The heat of breath
To taste the flesh
The lust sublime
To be inside
To be divine

Every face I see is pure desire
I smell your sex I taste your lips
Although we haven’t touched
I’ve got you in my grip
I will possess I will control
This overwhelming thirst
Envelops my immortal soul
I will walk inside these flames
These endless games
Until I fall asleep
In someone else’s chains
I am alone
Until we touch
And then I somehow find my home

Chorus

I started something out of nothing
I saw the second look the open book
I read between your lines
Your open lines
That I will slide inside
The pleasured moans
The gasping breath
The heady rush is mine
It is a bittersweet release
A moment now
But then the endless chase
I’m back out on the street
My gorgeous prey
Your seduction helps me live
Another day

Chorus

© 2013 Kat Downs

Raven

Written By: Kat Downs

Raven sweeps in circles
Intends to bowl you over
Winging slyly past your shoulder
Blackest night in daylight
Her message shrieked cannot be missed
Girl, mind your business

Ooo- call it singing
Wicked warning
Bearing down on me
Ooo- swoop in circles
From behind
Pushing forward
Walking blind

Ooo- Raven cries
Ooo- Raven cries

Madame calls at sunset
Your path is chosen
Ready- Set
More you ignore louder I get
See the answer inner shrine
Written wall that chills my spine
Poets calling from divine

Ooo- call it singing totem warning
Raining down on me
Ooo- stepping sideways
Hide behind
Standing empty
Wasting time

Ooo- Raven Cries
Ooo- Raven Cries

© 2006 Kat Downs

My Beloved

Written By: Kat Downs

Your kiss will bite me
That cut will bleed
Your touch will hurt me
Fulfill my need
And I feel you running down my leg
A brutal slap across your face
I taste your salt between my teeth
And I bite the hand that loves me

My beloved
You’re perfect poison in my veins
But I will fight you
Just enough to play the game
Your ropes will bind me
I smell the leather of your skin
You show no mercy
And the sting will warm my skin

My beloved
You are inspired by my cries
I’m resurrected with your nails in my side
You show no mercy
I am swimming in my sin
The metal bites me
And my blood will stain your skin

My beloved
You’re perfect poison in my veins
But I will fight you
Just enough to play the game
Your ropes will bind me
I smell the leather of your skin
You show no mercy
And the sting will warm my skin

©2011 Kat Downs

The Abyss

Written By: Kat Downs

Chorus:
I can hear the sound
All the way down
The flames reach up to see
The spread of horrid wings
Lifted on the screams
The sinners lift their breath
Into the air

Maybe this is just
A corner of the truth
That we were carried here by choice
Our own volition
I take a seat on the shoulders of a beast
In the blackened sky he sings
But like a scorpion he stings
I was lured by a face that I had trusted
Lured by a face that I had trusted

Chorus

Is this what love is like
We plummet into darkness
With nothing but the ice of hell below
Maybe I’ve abandoned hope
Or somehow I have lost the scope
The stars and my directions
Our late night introspections
This is the furthest thing from grace
The breath that brushes past my face
It is a poetry
A symphony of self-extremes
The alpha and the ending
When will I stop contemplating
The things that make me feel so small

Maybe I’m just afraid to fall

Chorus

© 2013 Kat Downs

Whimper

Written By: Kat Downs

I was empty
You poured yourself inside me
You were too afraid to move
So you drowned
This city was ours
And the fault line fell on you

You loved how they rose
Rose from the ashes
You loved her crimson arms
Stretching to the land
I’m sorry that you lost your turn
You sir lit your fire
But I admit I watched you burn

Chorus:
This is how the world ends
It’s you and me now
You’re in the air
You wouldn’t quit
Something had to give
No one got the last word in
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang bang

For a moment
I believed that I was whole
My complicated feelings
My violated soul
You sleep so soundly
So gray and cold
The water is inviting
It will erase the lie you told

You thought that it was wicked
And wicked echoed fun
You tried to break me bend me
You thought that you had won
And I cracked
But you shattered
You slept out in the dark
I locked the door
And fired up a spark.

Chorus

© 2013 Kat Downs

New Religion

Written By: Kat Downs

Enter your heart
Enter your head
Enter your home while you sleep
We will creep into your mind
Undetected undefined
While you’re distracted

You had no clue
When we smiled
And shook your hand that we
Would soon become the voice inside
Your head
You like the lesson that we teach
Though we don’t really mean to preach
And the songs we sing will lull your
Fears to sleep
And then we
Sway
Another gift just to persuade a
Another comfort we portray
And your excuses don’t deter us
In the least

Chorus:
Dance
Oh you can’t see the way we dance
It is an art that comes like breathing
Undetected and unfeeling
And we
Spin
Oh you can’t see the way we spin
The words we weave
Path to deceive and we will
Never let you go

You aren’t sure
Though strangely you’re compelled
The invitation is enticing is it not
Secrets shrouded with our cunning
Make the threat seem so inviting
But your conscious holds a question
In it’s heart
So then we
Push
Just another nudge to guide you
Say the words you feel inside you
Never noticing these words are
Not your own
Not your own

Chorus:

Suddenly you feel so empty from what’s
Lacking in your life
Isn’t it so funny
How we fill that space inside
You are inspired now
To join us
Though you never will suspect
The crack in your composure
Is the key to our success

Chorus:

You will be converted to a
New Religion

© 2005 Kat Downs

Ditch.

Written By: Kat Downs

Quick whip
Raw flesh
Dead feet
Marching in a line
High screams
Soul strapped
Wordless fear
If I follow
Demons
Over rocky shores
Will I find my own here

Human torches
Walk with
Little feet on fire
Burning
Reckless
What have you done
Judgement
Cast down
You and only you can know
What a fraud you’ve become

Chorus:
You dug that ditch you’re in

Sick wind
Lead robes
Wide eyes
Spin my head around
It’s my precious fall
If I pray to change my world
Would I feel it at all

It’s a song and dance I perfected
In another life
That spins now I
Swim in the shit
That spilled from my mouth
And choke on my sin

Chorus

© 2014 Kat Downs

In the Morning

Written By: Kat Downs

Lazy eyes on the landscape
Wing small birds singing in my brain
Electric bell speaks nine a.m.
Into consciousness off to hell

Lunatic reflection
Oh that’s me baby here I am
Ten feet high here we go again
I can’t do this
Yes you can

There’s thunder in me

Businessmen transient’s mothers racing off to destinations
Newspapers credible headlines
Children with no education
Coffee conglomerates hypnotizing barely conscious nations
People are laughing and smiling

It reeks of beautiful life
Beautiful life
In the morning

Pavement beats beneath feet
Broken dreams littered on the street
Electric gospel overhead
Buy salvation
Raise your dead

There’s thunder in them

If I was lovely she thinks I wouldn’t be so broken hearted
If I was brilliant he thinks I would have gone off to college
If I weren’t scared of my shadow I’d be off the street today
Inside they are laughing and crying

They reek of beautiful
Beautiful
In the morning

Brilliant lies when the dream began
Try and fail is the roll of man
Electric bell speaks nine a.m.
I can’t do this
Yes you can

© 2007 Kat Downs

Out of Style

Written By: Kat Downs

She must be crazy
She must be
And I am
I will
Wait here for her break for freedom
And I will
I am
Sleeping

Here is the artist
A pale version of her formal self
She sits in candlelight
Beside her suit of armor
And I am
She is
Looking into black fire burning
And she is
I am

Mourning like it’s out of style
Mourning like it’s out of style

Her grave dancing
It’s shadowing everything
These are the pictures in her head
My head
Burning pillars
It’s a regular tragedy
A prestigious calamity
And this temperate reality is so
Out of style

He’s pushing daises
He must be
He says his work here is done
She says his work here’s not done
He can’t go yet

Here is a father
A pale version of his formal self
He glows in eventide
Now he can walk on water
And she is
He is
Faces even I wouldn’t recognize
And he is
She is
Sleeping

Like it’s out of style
Like it’s out of style

Her grave dancing
It’s shadowing everything
These are the pictures in her head
My head
Burning pillars
It’s a regular tragedy
A prestigious calamity
And this temperate reality is so
Out of style

Comfort comfort little angel
Pray for me
Comfort comfort little angel
Pray for me
Comfort comfort little angel
Pray for me

She must be crazy
She must be

© 2005 Kat Downs

In Code

Written By: Kat Downs

I signed the petition
I got the call
The pre-recorded voice said
Don’t hang up your phone
We will take back
Our lives that they have stole
And you are with us

I got the letter
The envelope was green
I hid it in a drawer
The contents unseen
Now I’m an army
I am a deadly force
And I feel stronger
Than I’ve ever felt before

It’s biological
Neurological
The arsenal is hidden in a multitude of homes
We are brothers
Kept under cover
We are mighty
From many we are one

Chorus:
And I know what do do ‘cause I heard it
On the radio
I know what to do ‘cause I heard it
On the radio
And I know what to do ‘cause I heard it
On the radio
In code

I put the mask on
It covered my whole face
I ripped the letter and the powder blew away
I am an army
I am a deadly force
And I feel stronger
Than I’ve ever felt before

Chorus

© 2011 Kat Downs

The Push

Written By: Kat Downs

In the event of a
Spiritual emergency
Hold your head
Don’t forget to breathe
Say your prayers
Is anyone listening

This is a bitter supplication
The most reluctant cry for help
You have ever heard
I’ve been told it’s the oldest
Prayer in the world
Fuck
Is anyone listening

Missing every angle in
Kaleidoscope ejaculation
Fluctuating pressure in my head
Craving peace and self-destruction
Heart attacks and revolution
I need an explanation

C:
Maybe it’s the thrill of going
Fast in the dark
Maybe it’s the chill of losing face
In a spark
Maybe it’s the cut that won’t heal
Anymore
Maybe it’s the sense that thing are
Out of control
Maybe it’s the urge to re-examine your soul
Maybe it’s The Push

It is the whisper that came before the storm
The agreement you made before you were born
It’s the race that you can’t run away from

Here is the buzzing that sounds inside your head
Bubble doubt and waves of dark blue dread
Don’t be coy you have come to change the world
Is that
Is that what you’re afraid of

Twisted seeds are influential
Consequence is circumstantial
Suddenly I’m seeing in the dark
Feeling things is quite astounding
Color-codes a way of living
Another vision looming

Chorus

© 2007 Kat Downs

Roots

Written By: Kat Downs

I am a girl with no reflection
I vaguely watch the shadows crawl
The very silence can be deafening
My senses numb
The dust will fall

Chorus:
Roots Roots
Growing from my arms and legs
Bind me to this vacant place
I’m six degrees of
Nothing Nothing
Roots Roots
Buried deep inside the ground
No breath will come
No pulse will pound
I’m satisfied with
Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing

I am a girl with no conclusions
Of what it was or what was not
With idle hands and idle hours
My failing heart begins to rot

I am a girl with no reflection
Of what I am or could become
I am an apathetic breather
I turn my back on any God

Chorus

© 2012 Kat Downs

O Fortune

Written By: Kat Downs

O Fortune how you turn
My kingdom come
My village burn
O torture weighed in stone
I fill my pockets with your crumbs

Chorus:
Come you noble hoarders
To the alter of your lord
Rub your coins together
Croon the silky chord
It’s how the wheel turns
Lady cuts like a knife
I plunge from heaven to the
Smoking remains of my life

O Fortune where you gone
My empire blanches with the dawn
O costumes come undone
The candle burns the deed is done

© 2013 Kat Downs

Cleo

Written By: Kat Downs

Green
He said Tuesday’s green
And it saved my life
He said summer’s dead
But she’s moving in many directions

There’s a secret here
Hidden in calculations
When it’s perfectly clear
You’ll leave me hanging

What a selfish beast I am
I thought
Am I mistaken
But it’s a selfish kind of day
He said the season’s changed
And he’s looking for any suggestions

There’s a secret here
Hidden in calculations
When it’s perfectly clear
You’ll leave me hanging

What’s Cleo got that I ain’t got
Your hands are shaking
What’s Cleo got that I ain’t got
I think my mind is racing
While she follows me

To the Searchlight Market
For a magic bag
Like it’s a mission from God
He said the futures clear
What I’m lacking is merely conviction

There’s a secret here
Hidden in calculations
When it’s perfectly clear
You’ll leave me hanging

What’s Cleo got that I ain’t got
My hands are shaking
What’s Cleo got that I ain’t got
I guess the tides are changing
While she follows me

© 2005 Kat Downs

Tidal Wave

Written By: Kat Downs

Language more familiar than you
Trial more forgiving than true
I dropped my shingle
See it’s frozen half way down
I am suspended
But my eyes are upside down

Chorus:
Matching and smiling this
Glorious Tidal Wave
Movement of clarity
Moments are swept away
Broken upon the rocks
But when the water recedes
You are a vessel formed
Strong from the holy debris

Riches more deceiving than cruel
Kisses more yellow than blue
Some color crayon
Maybe a burnt sierra red
I scrawl a smile across my face
And climb back into bed
Delicious paradox
The flower grows with all her might
Kat seems distracted, boys
But her reflexes are tight

Chorus

Waiting for the one who
Keeps on climbing
In the sun and rain
A rainbow’s hiding
Waiting for the one who
Keeps on building
Even when it’s cold
The sun’s still showing
Looking out for all the world to see
She wears a green dress
And it’s like a dream

She wears a green dress
And she’s inside of me

Chorus

© 2006 Kat Downs

Discography

Everlasting Fire - LP - 2014

Beautiful/Terrible - LP - 2012

  • "Big Top" & "My Beloved" from the Beautiful/Terrible LP featured on SuckFree Radio

The Push - EP - 2010

  • "Purge" from The Push EP featured as Music Hype's Track of the Week
  • "Raven" from The Push EP featured on SF State Radio

Set List

Changes from show to show.  Able to customize sets from 20 minutes to 3 hours in length.