Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie and the Slow Dying Death

Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie and the Slow Dying Death

 Reno, Nevada, USA
SoloAlternativeSinger/Songwriter

Imagine if Alice in Wonderland grew into a singer-songwriter and then ate a little gluten-free cake: batter hand mixed by Joanna Newsom, baked in a clay oven by Tom Waits, and frosted cerulean blue by Regina Spektor.

Biography

At first glance, one might wonder if she escaped from someone's knick-knack box or the page of a storybook filled with enchanted tales and unpredictable endings. Upon encounter, one may find the magnifying glass obsolete and that she does not fit well into confined spaces. Nobody knows for sure, but it has been speculated that Kung Fu Sophie’s elusive roots were once grounded in the biggest little valley of a distant and dangerously explosive planet. It is believed that Kung Fu Sophie escaped the hostile, arid environment via a quickly constructed, self-made ark suitable for space travel. Fortunately she was able to rescue a guitar, a piano, and her voice. After enduring a long and arduous journey through uncharted territory, Kung Fu Sophie unexpectedly landed on Planet Earth. Since arriving she has been caught live sharing her music around the globe. Her style is approximated to the earthly likes of Regina Spektor, Inara George, Laurie Anderson, Tori Amos, and Rickie Lee Jones.

Lyrics

Boy and Girl

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

Like he was a boy
He took her by the hand
And led her through the moving trees
Of a lively peaceful land
And like he was a boy
He let her hand go fast
But he never left her side
And became a tree sometimes

And like she was a girl she feared
She was just an empty face
Filling his empty space
And she feared her heart would snap right shut
Then, like he was a boy,
He pointed at the moon
It looked like ashened watercolor
whispering off stone
She felt a pull that for once she couldn't analyze
All she could say was that it just felt so right
And like she was all grown up
She thought about his lips, his nose, and pure maple syrup

She was tied with ribbons and the air
Forgot all about cutting her hair

And as the arms of the bridge clicked by,
She wondered how'd they'd say...

Then, like he was a boy,
He kissed her on the cheek goodbye
And ran right home underneath the moon
It looked like ashened watercolor
Whispering off stone

Train Song

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

I'm hoping they're not blowing smoke just to happy my rain.
Cuz I'm knowing either way I'm going, turtle, bus, bike, or train.
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, Whoo-whoo. La da da.

I've been breaking so many rules, I've been shining on so many fools, and I don't understand how so many boys can have so much luggage and nowhere in mind to go. Go go go go, go go go go go go.

Something in the water here is breeding co-dependency.
Maybe it's just the desert, maybe it's just me.
Me me me me...whoo whoo whoo whoo La da da da da da. La da da da da da da da.

I've been watching that mountain top.
I've been waiting for the snow to stop, and it's raining down here.
I've been here so so long my youth is half-passed gone.

My life has yet to be my own.
This place has yet to feel like home. And I wonder if one day, if one day I look so far into myself that when I come around there'll be no time to keep.
Just melodies for me.
Just like that sugar cube of dancing ice, or just like that red-headed pixie with her crucifixie.
Do hoo doo doo doo. Doo hoo doo doo doo. Doo hoo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.

I'm hoping they're not blowing smoke just to happy my rain. I'm knowing either way I'm going, turtle, bus, bike, or train.
Whoo whoo whoo whoo, whoo whoo whoo whoo, whoo whoo whoo whoo, whoo whoo whoo whoo.

Space 66

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

Well the sun is kinda-sorta setting upon us, lighting up our backs through the window

I don’t want to say goodbye
I just wanna hold you through the night in my manufactured home
Just you and me surrounded by the lush, foux wood paneling

Honey, darlin’, sweetie-pie why don’t you stay all night
Darlin’, schnookums, sugar-cookie, you know I’d treat you just right
I could bake you a Hungry Man, and serve it to you on a T.V. dinner stand

- vocal “violin solo”

I could round up some tater-tots
And we could watch jeopardy on my Magnavox
Or we could take your pit bull named Blunt
And tie him up out front
And toss him some fish sticks
Yes, we'll have a good ol' shit-kickin' time
Here on Space 66

Spider

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

Long, long ago, before I could hear
An itsy-bitsy spider crawled in my ear
It got in my brain and began to shout
It’s grown so large now I can’t get it out

No, it can’t go out the way it came in
So I’m looking to kill it from within

Maybe my fury will melt it down
And I’ll tilt my head and let it pour out
And I’ll light it on fire
And watch the smoke rise higher and higher
And curl and twirl
Away from this girl
Above the trees and away with the breeze
So she can finally be free

When I try to get up and go
That spider yells loud
And keeps me low
Its web clogs my mind
I loose track of time
And I even forget the things that I like

It tells me what I like
And tells me what I don’t
And when I try to argue
Is when it yells the most

Maybe my fury will melt it down
And I’ll tilt my head and let it pour out
And I’ll light it on fire
And watch the smoke rise higher and higher
And curl and twirl
Away from this girl
Above the trees and away with the breeze
So she can finally be free

Damn Moon

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

The moon took my heart
And slurped it up through a metal straw
And spit it out over yours

I don’t think this is fair
I don’t think this is fair
Damn moon

No fair
No fair

But you might say
So there

My Pet Pain

Written By: Sophie Ralston a.k.a. Kung Fu Sophie

I’ve got this pain in my soul
And I don’t
Don’t
Don’t
Want it to go
‘Cause it’s the only thing I can call my own

And I can make it the biggest deal in the world
‘Cause it’s mine
Mine to hold tight
Mine to keep me cold at night
And don’t you try to take it from me...
It might bite

My pet pain
Oh, my pet pain

I’m gonna feed it
And I’m gonna water it
My pet pain
I’m gonna take it for a walk
Down the avenue
I’m gonna take it for a stroll
Down the boulevard
And I might just take it for a trample
Over your heart

My pet pain

Discography

Independent CD Releases:
2008 CD/EP: Short Kiss Bliss
2005 CD Single: Train Song
2003 Mini CD: A Live Sophie-size Sample (the Mini Mini Album)
2002 CD: A Live Sophie-size Sample (The Mini Album)

CD Compilations:
2007 More Barn w/ Mister Vague (Slothtrop Records, Madison, WI)
2005 Re-Fuel Your Soul (Mo' Phunk Records, Chicago, IL)
2005 Black Potatoe Music Festival CD Sampler (Black Potatoe Records, Clinton, NJ)

Streaming:
SophieSongs.com: http://www.sophisongs.com
CD Baby: http://www.cdbaby.com/probiotics
MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/kungfusophieandtheslowdyingdeath
Radio Play:
S.F. California Bay Area: KMWR 90.5FM
Reno, Tahoe, Carson City, Nevada: KTHX "the X" 100.1FM, Wolfpack Radio 1700AM
New Jersey: WNTI 91.9, WFMU 91.1FM

Set List

Sets can range from 1.8 to 60 minutes

Spider
Milking the Baby
Ideal Animal
My Pet Pain
Night Light
Green
Little Red Ball
In the Mean Time
Ghost Boy
Wishy-Washy Wishing
Biggest Little Pop
The Tortoise
Apple vs. Garlic
Space 66
Prized Puppet
Revelation Song
Boy & Girl
88 lbs.
Vomiting Flowers of Greenland
Train Song

Cover Songs:
Brand New Key (Melanie Safka)
When the Ship Comes In (Bob Dylan)