'do you miss her' 
produced, mixed and mastered by qwasi
vocals and samples by banríon
artwork by Peggie Mckeon
Copyright Bad Soup Records

do you miss her w/banríon

Produced and recorded by Diarmuid O'Connor.
Mixed & Mastered by Finn O'Connor.

Released on all streaming platforms on January 6th.

end times

hands holding, always caring, always cared for 

recorded in meadow lodge by rían trench
mixed by chris barry 
mastered by morgan beausaung 

photo by niamh barry 
print by zahra khan

fooling

Going a little electric...

Just across the border, in the back street there’s a back door 
you may find me there
I bide my time I toe the line
and I only ever take my share
I only take my share
And I hope
Everything turns out just fine
In the end
No one will hunt me down 
No one to shut me down, not yet
I’m making it feel like a miracle

My boys in school, he made the team & he’s a dreamer
never fails to impress 
I work the bars, valet your cars, 
he’ll fly to mars
And He’d expect no less
He’d expect no less
And I hope
Everything turns out just fine
In the end
No one to hunt him down 
No one to shut him down
No one to run him down, not yet
Let’s Make it feel like a miracle

there’s a talk show on the video
Making jokes so 
They can feel so
 invincible
There’s a freak show on the radio
but they don’t know
I’m invisible
invisible
I’ve always been invisible…
And I hope
Everything turns out just fine
In the end
No one to hunt me down 
No one to shut me down
No one to gun me down, not yet
We’re making it feel like a miracle

Feel Like A Miracle

i'll be here in the morning

oldest cousin

demo annie fatt & izzy frog


I object you defer to me 
We woke up and she was dead
Not for you that I mind myself

Tree was never cut down

the moonbeams playing the song half moon at the attic while mimi cooks dinner and everyone says nice things to us at the end

half moon - moonbeams attic session

recorded, produced and mixed by Diarmuid O'Connor
mastered by the bastard

lyrics- 
blue door, seventeen

egg to the face

Dublin boys are always running away


we'll laugh, laugh it off

you and the door

with shells covering

you are gleaming


to Anna's house we're losing soon

a place is owned by living through

the sacred space where I learnt to be true

she loved me first out loud in the living room


selfless use of limited storage space

leave it, drop it off,

pick up to hang out again


to me this house it was a nest

for heavy things kept in heaving chests

there's space in here for all of our friends

the red brick, seventeen, in the two bed

17 egg

Yet another attempt to get sponsored by Amtrak

***
Never expected the day to go like this
I'm the last alive of eleven children
Robin was a pain in the ass
Thank you, baby

No one's rushed on a train this late
Can't seem to close my eyes, stay awake
My coat's not clean, but it covers me
My breathing's close, lulls asleep

Train 94

Alex Tone

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