Out Of My Tree is a light-hearted, tongue-in-cheek comment on society's pressure to unconditionally love everything about Christmas and to subscribe to society's increasing transformation of Christmas from a joyous time for family into a commercialised festival of consumption. Ultimately, the song's narrator is a 'grumpy old man' who doesn't like feeling forced to socialise with people he doesn't see from one year to the next and, instead, pines for what he remembers Christmas used to be.

For this release, ToB's original lead singer, Darren Bardoe took up an invitation to write and sing a lyric for Keiron Metcalfe's dismantling and subsequent re-construction of a composition from Kevin England, written in 1989. Finally, Jason Dixon added a typically-melodic bassline to Metcalfe's production that is obviously influenced by the 'Wall of Sound' (with a touch of Jeff Lynne and Roy Wood plus a light sprinkling of Trevor Horn).

500 Thursday Nights

29th November, 2024

Out Of My Tree

Some people write songs with listeners in mind. Others, mostly write to explore themselves. With Ultraviolet, Cori Carter practices the second process, not the first. Not that these songs shouldn’t be heard—you share what you’ve done, allowing others to identify with what you’ve found. But the process is more about naming and taming the haunts of your own life than formulating something for others to like. More “story to share” than “product to sell.” 

Each of these songs began as one such story.
 
Accordingly, Ultraviolet isn’t concerned with sticking to any easily-defined sound. Disparate instruments make nice on this debut—a full color palette refracted in all its distinctions, then mixed till it's hard to tell where the pop ends and the Americana begins. Guitars from a faded cassette. Dream synths out of the streaming era. Fiddle and pedal steel, translating yearning from the gut into the air. All the inescapable ingredients of music that you might associate with a certain type of childhood in a certain section of the American South.
 
The lyrics are likewise kaleidoscopic. What began as a daily discipline of private songwriting during COVID proves widely legible— a little book of common prayer for anybody in a season of change. These stories may be specific in their concerns— the challenge of living in an odd brain in a religious community; the anxiousness of recounting each formative experience that lives in your body even now. But born out of that isolation, each song is embodied in a way that proves relatable.
 
Maybe you will recognize pieces of your own life in these songs? They’re here, if you’re interested.

the shape

utekajme!

Bu Yaz Bitmese

Phoenix

A psychedelic lo-fi indie rock inspired go with the flow airy vocals with a punch of the golden age of synthesizers. “IIWII” is recorded, written, performed, and produced by Charbel Saikali (Ape Bucket) in his DIY bedroom set-up. Layers of light and dreamy guitars, with a driven bass, and dancing fit inducing synthesizers that would belong on any Indie Playlist.

Ape Bucket - It Is What It Is

I'm The Killer

This song is called laafou means mercy , so we all needs mercy to live together mercy from god and mercy with everyone in this life … 

Chant : Mouad Naghma 
Bass : Boujlaba ( othman elkhouss)
Keys : Walid oussfi 
Drums : Khalid Remo 
Studio : migdoul music 
Mixing : mouad qash
Mastering : hamid bouchnak 
Filming and video director : Oussama bejjaji 

It’s a collaboration between musiciens artists I wanna give thanks to everyone who participated to this beautiful work I hope everyone like it