Anna Lille - Bigger Man

En este lugar se gritan los ecos. Este lugar es, concretamente, la casa de Las Nietas del Charli, que nos abren la puerta de "Melancolía", el último single de adelanto de lo que será "Faro", su inminente EP debut, que verá la luz en el mes de marzo. Una canción que, como demostraron en las previas "Palabras" y "Profecía", sabe cómo helar la sangre y tocar el hueso, a la vez que aporta un calor y un abrigo inigualable para lo que es la canción de autor contemporánea. Una canción que cuenta con la colaboración de La Pena y que eleva su sonido hacia un espacio de intimidad y de unión abrasadora, como un abrazo sonoro que se queda entre la piel y la carne.

Las Nietas del Charli - Melancolía

Quiet Storm

Maybe thats how it goes
One dies another grows
And what goes around just stays around 
I suppose

Maybe it's just the way
We're living it day by day
And how do we believe the things we say

Well I know it's gonna take forever
And I never seem to get it right
I know there's gonna be bad weather
Though I try so hard to make it bright

It's neverending
It just goes on and on
Neverending
It just goes on and on
On and on

Maybe that's how it seems
Clinging tight to our dreams
We sleep so right in the darkest night
The world turns and brings the light

Making alll worthwhile
Taking it with a smile
Never fight the changing light
Embrace the day
Don't hold it tight

And  I know it's gonna take forever
Though I neer seem to get it right
But there's gonna be bad weather
And  I try so hard to make it bright

They say it's neverending
It just goes on and on
Neverending
It just goes on and on
Neverending
It just goes on and on
On and on.

NEVERENDING

From George Francis' debut album 'Year Of The Dog', released June 2022

Year Of The Dog

Ancient Sadness

Patriachy had me getting so enraged,
Men had left me feeling disengaged,
Then I rolled down the window and you leaned in
Kissed me and said "let's take a spin"

Then I handed you the keys to drive me crazy
Never thought I’d be your lady 
But you took the right hand side 
And you ran all the red lights
And now my memory is hazy
Cos you’re driving me crazy.
You have the license to make a psycho out of me.

I’m afraid to be this happy
Asked my friends if I am manic 
I don’t trust that feels this big
Are meant for me
A high that’s lasted 2 weeks
A pain from smiling in both my cheeks
And the thought of you still 
Making me so weak.


because I handed you the keys to drive me crazy
Never thought I’d be your lady 
But you took the right hand side 
And you ran all the red lights
And now my memory is hazy
Cos you’re driving me crazy.
You have the license to make a psycho out of me


Yeah baby you are magic
Come and light the match stick
Under the cauldron of the feels I’m getting here
Yeah baby lets make this last a year

I’m not measured 
I’m not calm
I just want you on my arms
I’m not chill
There is no pill
To cure the crazy you bring out in me

because I handed you the keys to drive me crazy
Never thought I’d be your lady 
But you took the right hand side 
And you ran all the red lights
And now my memory is hazy
Cos you’re driving me crazy.
You have the license to make a psycho out of me

The Trauma Diaries

Keys to drive me

fliegen lernen, vicci

Wolves Pt. 1

BANDCAMP

Madi Laughlin - Wolves Pt. 1

Heavenly in the garden 
She says a prayer
That all the tape will hide her measurements so well

My judgment is poor
I drink my tea in shortcuts (short cups)
The tall ones always end up getting cold

Stop me from tending to empty gardens

Remedies from the pharmacist 
To restrict myself
From sucking apple vinegar straight to my mouth

It’s tranquil when it goes down
I don’t have nothing else to think

Stop me from tending to empty gardens

Measuring Tape Capo On 4

Mother, can you hear me?
Is father too deceiving 
You wait up ’til he comes home
But do you know where he came from?

And I know you drown your tears
In the hot showers 
You take at 3


Mother, mother


Mother, are we too much?
Can you handle packing us lunch?
I promise I’ll be a good child
But it might take a while


I hear you go to drown your tears
In the hot showers 
You take at 3

I hear you go to drown your tears
And you bring flowers every time he leaves

Mother (inspired by Adrianne Lenker's "anything")

Optimized routes through fields of sound,  
Motivating tales where our roots are found.  
Matrix of music, country so sweet,  
Every figure drawn in the chords we meet.

Wanting more as the song plays on,  
Close to the heart where the lyrics belong.  
Quickly they rise, quickly they fall,  
Tales of the wide, under the sky so tall.

Many have come, with weights on their souls,  
Actually living, playing the roles.  
Someone's story in each strand of hair,  
Allow the music to take you there.

Featuring heartstrings, plucked so fine,  
Along the journey, yours and mine.  
Acoustic strings under fingers slide,  
Banjos echoing, a resonant tide.

Figure of a cowboy, in the setting sun,  
Wanting nothing but to run.  
Song of the prairie, so deep and vast,  
Close to the myths of the storied past.

Quickly, the night falls, covers the land,  
Optimized tales, hand in hand.  
Motivating spirit, hear it call,  
Matrix of dreams, standing tall.

So gather 'round, let the music play,  
In the country sound, we find our way.  
Optimized for the soul, to feed,  
In the motivating stories, we find what we need.

Mother (inspired by Adrianne Lenker's "anything")

Alexandra Skora

Related tracks