I wish I could do this

♡♡♡

Novedades: Indie

we hope for rainy days

Novità e di tendenza: Indie

band stuff

next band song

very rough, needs some heavy rerecording, better vocals and real horns but you get the gist

Anyway, the sunbursts scarlets round my head
Lost in the morning, thoughts that we have left in bed
I carry it with me
I was wiser then 
bathed in the morning light with flames around my head

Keep your head up
You’re always gonna be
Alone from the neck up
You’re always gonna be
Alone 

Anyways, the sun burst a million years ago
Lost in the warming, as the entropy explodes
I carry it with me
Is it now or then? 
I carry it with me
In my porcelain head

Keep your head up
You’re always gonna be
Alone from the neck up
You’re always gonna be
Alone

scarlet (rough draft)

something a bit straightforward i knocked out in a couple hours

lyrics:
michael, laid on his back
cradles a canvas bag
and he knows 
sickness grows
from a long time ago

fox and the crow
turn off your phone
you’ll dive alone
and feel 


michael, on the right track
patient to come in last
so it goes
years flow
from a wound long ago 
michael
michael

fox and the crow
turn off your phone
a drive alone
to feel

michael (rough 1st draft)

needs a lot of work

lyrics:
i was a lonely boy
passing for what you want

here on a lazy day 
cruising to melt away

i’d choke for you
you’d hold me too
slumped in your room
drunk on the fumes 

frozen
ocean
still in
motion
cloven
open 
sinews 
broken

trapped here by open streets
captive to summers heat 

sat by an open grave
smoking in twilight haze 

i’d choke for you
if you want me too
smoke in your room, 
your hair, your perfume

frozen
ocean
still in
motion
cloven
omen 
back is
broken

twilight haze(rough 1st draft)

rough

lyrics: 
from the spot where I am sitting
i can hear what you’re thinking
it speaks lonely, short revisions
it speaks muted television. 

you are bitter, sentimental 
a revolver atop the mantle
it sings sour and romantic 
in the flight path of the planets

satin revolver (rough 1st draft)

lyrics:
my feet are cold my head is wired
out underneath the Judas tree
is an absentee

his eyes are old his head is tired
all pooled up in the fallen leaves
is all he’s seen

these winding years will turn to grey
not knowing what I’m waiting for
what I’m waiting for
these whitened faces turn away 
each one no more than a corpse
more than a corpse

my head grows bald my heart grows tired
not knowing what I’m waiting for
just wait some more

so I stick around and light a fire 
and think “someone was here before” 
here before

judas tree (rough 1st Draft)

i wish i could sing or produce or play synths in time

lyrics:
You were always
Far behind
Speaking peculiar ways
Undefined 

I watched you silently
Run your lines
In our haunted house
Amusement ride

Talk about
Different things
All night

Brainwashed
Christmas trees
Fake light

All went
Different ways
That night

Oh god
Different leaves
Sunlight 

See your old friends
Dewy eyes
Working to the old same ends
A new disguise

You watch me silently
Hit rewind 
Artifice, memory
I don’t mind

Talk about
Different things
All night

Brainwashed
Christmas trees
Fake light

All went
Different ways
That night

Oh god
Different leaves
Sunlight

christmas trees (rough demo)

On The Brink Of Thinking

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Lil Tracy & Lil Peep - Your Favorite Dress (Prod Lederrick, BigHead & SouljahWitch)

Isolation Tapes

Isolation I

Single for 'Quarantine', available for FREE here: https://martin-nilsen.bandcamp.com/album/quarantine

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Flowers

Here's a little remix I did of my friend Guppy's song "disposable." Check out more of his stuff on SoundCloud; his account is Point Baxter. Hope you like this song. More stuff coming soon

point baxter - disposable (suburban windows remix)

Spring Reprisal Alternate Mix

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Here is the final installment of the Good Company series. Volume 3  features a blend of post rock, alternative, indie, and acoustic songs that i absolutely adore. I hope they bring you the joy and goosebumps that they do to me. 

Tracklist
houndmouth - sedona
big thief - not
the smashing pumpkins - drown
mt.joy - silver lining
reuben and the dark - dreaming
mt.joy - i'm your wreck
the franklin electric - uninvited (storm)
foals - spanish sahara
the american dollar - guided by the glowing sea
pinegrove - rings
the brook and the bluff - shelby
the franklin electric - 17
the shakey graves - the many man
the franklin electric - unsatisfied
band of horses - the first song
mt.joy - mt.joy
houndmouth - for no one

Thanks for listening

WesBeanz Mixtapes

Good Company Vol.3

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Release Date: 14th August 2020
ANJ647D

“Every day, once a day, give yourself a present.” 

The GRAMMY-nominated trio Above & Beyond and their live band have reunited with Zoë Johnston to record a cover of ‘Falling’ by Julee Cruise, the opening theme of cult 90s series Twin Peaks.

It’s a lockdown surprise for Above & Beyond fans who, sadly, weren’t able to see the band’s ‘Acoustic III’ tour this year.

Above & Beyond are avid fans of David Lynch’s mysterious drama and the band’s ‘Acoustic’ project - two whole albums of re-imagined songs with a third due this year - wears its Lynchian legacy with pride.

Tony McGuinness from Above & Beyond:

"During the early days of lockdown, I was posting Above & Beyond guitar tutorials online and someone suggested we do a Twin Peaks cover in the comments. I thought it was a great idea and spoke to Zoë that same afternoon. The music of David Lynch and Angelo Badalamenti was an important reference for the sound of Acoustic - on the last Acoustic tour, we came on stage to ‘Audrey’s Dance’ from the original Twin Peaks soundtrack album.

Our cover starts as quite faithful to the Julee Cruise original, but using some other 1990s references, it wanders off into its own lovely space."

‘Falling’ was written by Angelo Badalamenti and David Lynch in 1989 and was first released on Julee Cruise’s debut album ‘Floating into the Night’.

Above & Beyond capture the haunting atmosphere of the original track and suggest you enjoy ‘Falling’ with a damn fine cup of coffee and a slice of cherry pie.

The band’s ‘Acoustic III’ album will be released this December on Anjunabeats, including reimagined versions of songs from their #3 Billboard Album ‘Common Ground’. You can pre-save and pre-order the album now via the Anjuna Music Store. 

Above & Beyond ‘Falling’ feat. Zoë Johnston is out now.

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Above & Beyond feat Zoë Johnston - Falling

cosmic conjunction

It's been so long since I've made a song, holy moly.  Thank you to all the friends who I forced to listen to little sections before it was finished. 

Thanks for listening!

It will be on streaming services soon.

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Unprepared for the final holiday, (a holiday)
don’t want to go but I’ve no choice anyway (we’re going any–)
I try not to cry,  I know that when I’ve arrived  
there won't be pain– but what of me remains?

Life just seemed to start, now it’s falling apart
How could you know it would be so hard to depart?
You’re seeing a light, I’m not far behind 
I guess you really never know when it is your time
Wish I could say that I am not worried (I am not worried)
Would it be a lie to say I'm afraid? (I'm not afraid)

One may even say that I’m envious (he’s envious)
of people who think an afterlife exists (where are we going?)
It’s not that I don’t– I mean, well, how could I know?
I’ll be alright with whatever I find

Life just seemed to start, now it’s falling apart
How could you know it would be so hard to depart?
You’re seeing a light, I’m not far behind 
I guess you really never know when it is your time
Wish I could say that I am not worried (I am not worried)
Would it be a lie to say I'm afraid? (I'm not afraid)

(When life is over, where do we go?) 
(This all is fleeting, my time is low)
(The best has ended, so long ago) 

Wish I could say that I am not worried
Would it be a lie to say I’m afraid?

When It Is Your Time

Lyrics:

The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
I threw a wish in the well
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
Don't ask me I'll never tell
And a dark wind blows
I looked at you as it fell
The government is corrupt
And now you're in my way
And we're on so many drugs
I'd trade my soul for a wish
With the radio on and the curtains drawn
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
I wasn't looking for this
And the machine is bleeding to death
But now you're in my way
The sun has fallen down
Your stare was holding
And the billboards are all leering
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
Hot night, wind was blowin'
It went like this:
Where you think you're going baby?

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
You took your time with the call
Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
I took no time with the fall
And pulled out their hair
You gave me nothing at all
The skyline was beautiful on fire
But still you're in my way
All twisted metal stretching upwards
I beg and borrow and steal
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
At first sight and it's real
I said: "kiss me, you're beautiful - These are truly the last days”
I didn't know I would feel it
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it
But it's in my way
Like a daydream or a fever
Your stare was holding
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
For sure it's the valley of death
Hot night, wind was blowin'
I open up my wallet And it's full of blood
Where you think you're going baby?

Michael Oswell Plays Carly Rae Jepsen Against The Dead Flag Blues (Vintage Coronaposting)

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As kids we are promised the American Dream only to find our American Reality as adults is steeped in violence, systematic racism and capitalism over humanity. This is the sound of the moment you see it. 

As I wrote “American Reality”, it became less of a song and more of a social commentary on the history happening around me. The murder of George Floyd sparked nationwide protests and unrest over the injustices that minorities have been facing for decades. I sing this song as a citizen seeing their government neglect its people and prioritize profit, while those meant to protect and serve are the ones doing the most harm. After re-watching Adam Curtis’ documentary “HyperNormalisation”, I knew that this video had to be raw and real. We hope it connects with you.

We put together this video to show the REALITY we live in and hope to spark some small change in this world.

LYRICS

See sometimes I forget
All the things I have
And I just sit here mad
And wonder why 
I’m always complaining 

And all my friends 
They don’t care about me
They don’t care about me 
These days
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days  
And all my friends 
They don’t care about me
They don’t care about me 
These days
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days  

And I know that I’m lucky
To have what I got
But I’m also unlucky
Cause of what I’m not 
If I just finish this song 
Maybe I will be OK
Cause it feels like 

All my friends 
They don’t care about me
They don’t care about me 
These days
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days  
Another cigarette now 
I think I’ll sit in my dreams
I think I’ll stew in myself 
These days 
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days  

I give a lot
To get a little 
I lose a lot 
To love a little 
What’s going on 
Is I keep crying
Cause all my

All my friends 
They don’t care about me
They don’t care about me 
These days
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days  
Another cigarette now 
I think I’ll sit in my dreams
I think I’ll stew in myself 
These days 
The whole wide world 
It don’t care about me
It don’t care about me 
These days


Written by Brick + Mortar (Brandon Asraf & John Tacon)
Co-Producer - Rob Chiarappa
Recording - Brick + Mortar & Rob Chiarappa
Mixing - Joe Costable
Mastering - Mike Kalajian at Rogue Planet

American Reality

1st draft of some decent pavement worship w/ instrumental chorus 

playground eyes your crimson smiles
i'm living with denial I’ve sold the truth
in porcelain pristine prom queen 
guise-less smiles and clumsy miles

gifted foresight tragic termite 
pressed upon your boots 
heartless wreckage, goddess scented
cannot tell the truth 

placemat heart our stunted start 
gaze raised to the stars you look right through
me missing, mistress listen 
silent starts and missing parts 

days in Autumn, Springtime’s daughter
warm rains sound aloof 
harmless feelings pleasant dreaming 
cannot tell the truth

playground (1st draft)

LYRICS:
Verse 1:
You can take me out.
You can take me out again.
So we can be alone, and more than 'just friends'.
Close your eyes, bet it's no surprise
I'm stuck like glue, and I'll be waiting here for you.
Here for you. Whoa-oh-oh-OH!

Chorus:
I'll stay up all night just to talk to you.
You set my heart alight, and i don't know what to do.
When you're not around, i just feel so blue.
Baby, I'm stuck like glue.
And I'll be waiting here for you.
Here for you. Whoa-oh-oh-OH!

Epilogue / Verse 2:
I'm stuck like glue, waiting here for you.
Don't know what to do.
I'm stuck like glue.
I'm stuck like glue, I'm stuck like glue!
Waiting here for you, don't know what to do.
I'm stuck like glue, waiting here for you.

Here For You (Demo Version)

maybe

Brian Chase presents an eclectic Brooklyn-heavy set of indie art punk electro instigators and agitators.

TRACKLIST:
John Zorn - The Hour of Thirteen
Ellen Arkbro - Three
Jacob Becker - Meta Flux
Cloning - sleep
JOBS - Cable to the Sky
Erin Durant - Settle Down
Erin Durant - Huming Song
Erin Durant - I Know a Place
Kevin Wynd - Going to the Show
Kevin Wynd - After the Gold Rush	
Erica Eso - One Hundred Years
Erica Eso - Reborn
Erica Eso - Gun-metal Grey
Rain Machine - Intro
Rain Machine - Smiling Black Faces
Rain Machine - Leave the Lights On
Sunwatchers - Flowers Of The Water (for Lou)
Guerilla Toss - Dog In The Mirror
Guerilla Toss - Spider Heard
TV on the Radio - Staring at the Sun
TV on the Radio - Young Liars
TV on the Radio - Modern Romance
TV on the Radio - Let the Devil In
TV on the Radio - Love Dog

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Taken from You Might Be Happy Someday, released 2nd October. Pre-order the LP here - https://smarturl.it/redpinksandpurples
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Deep amidst San Francisco’s Richmond neighborhood misty air and washed-out pastel blocks, Glenn Donaldson has been diligently creating minor masterpieces with rudimentary home technology for some time now. With The Reds, Pinks & Purples, Donaldson has finally created a vivid reflection of this dreary scene. You Might be Happy Someday is an oblique strand of SF outer-avenue cloud cover that stretches across the Atlantic to the grey docks of Bristol as captured in Sarah Records’ fetishized insert photos.

Despite the deceptively congenial presentation, Happy is often a heavy record. After a litany of Donaldson’s past iterations (from experimental abstraction to post-punk and pop), The Reds, Pinks & Purples is Glenn D’s most personal project. Balanced awkwardly atop almost ironically upbeat jangles and rhythms Mitch Easter might have captured on his reel-to-reel are prime cuts of bummer pop. Almost every track is written in second person, creating a feeling of overheard private inner conversations-on-repeat: soft-lob criticisms, supportive friend advice and embarrassing confessions, You Might be Happy Someday is a smeared window into the (kindly) cynical thoughts of a romantic misanthrope.

Like the work of other U.S. depresso-pop purveyors East River Pipe, The Reds, Pinks & Purples’ mini-album is the kind of record that is both unsettling and comforting. When you’re four drinks deep and you’ve worn your Smiths records out, You Might Be Happy Someday is on deck to have wine spilled on it while you dance alone in the kitchen.

You Might Be Happy Someday is released on Tough Love on 2nd October. Fittingly, the record will be pressed on to 'pastel pink' colour vinyl, with a limited run of 300 copies.

The Reds, Pinks and Purples - Last Summer In A Rented Room

Listen to the first single from our forthcoming LP "The Garden of Inescapable Pleasure" on Shelflife Records.

Preorder here: https://lavenderblush.bandcamp.com/

LP release late November 2020.

I'm In Love

Roof Access was live with a Guided By Voices & Robert Pollard special - psychedelic, D.I.Y indie rock and post-punk guitar sounds for the full 120.

Dayton, Ohio 19-Something and 5 - Guided by Voices
Big School - Guided by Voices
To Keep An Area - Guided by Voices
Visit This Place - Guided by Voices
As We Go Up, We Go Down - Guided by Voices
You Satisfy Me - Boston Spaceships
Jane of the Waking Universe - Guided by Voices
Class Clown Spots a UFO - Guided by Voices
A Proud and Booming Industry - The Fake Organisms
Tour Guide at the Winston Churchill Memorial - Guided by Voices
Love Is Stronger Than Witchcraft - Robert Pollard
It Is Divine - Go Back, Snowball
Death of the Party - Keene Brothers
Quicksilver - Robert Pollard
I Love Kangaroos - Guided by Voices
Buzzards and Dreadful Crows - Guided by Voices
I’m A Strong Lion - Robert Pollard
Postal Blowfish - Guided by Voices
Coming Back From Now On - Guided by Voices
How Loft I Am - Guided by Voices
Photo Enforced Human Highway - Robert Pollard
And I Don’t (So Now I Do) - Robert Pollard & Doug Gillard
Slick as Snails - Robert Pollard & Doug Gillard
Wondering Boy Poet - Clinton Killingsworth
Liar’s Tale - Waxahatchee
Pantherz - Guided by Voices
Gold Star for Robot Boy - Guided by Voices
He’s The Uncle - Guided by Voices
Zoom (It Happens All Over The World) - Robert Pollard
Universal Truths and Cycles - Guided by Voices
Submarine Teams - Robert Pollard
Jam Warsong - Guided by Voices
Unleashed! the Large-Hearted Boy - Guided by Voices
She Saw The Shadow - Robert Pollard and his Soft Rock Renegades
Time Machines - Ben Zing
John the Dwarf Wants to Become an Angel - Boston Spaceships
Bunco Men - Guided by Voices
Secret Star - Guided by Voices
Woah Nelly - Guided by Voices
Blimps Go 90 - Guided by Voices
Drinkers’ Peace (Live at the Brightside, Dayton 2020) - Guided by Voices
On The Tundra - Guided by Voices
Sad If I Lost It - Guided by Voices
5 Degrees on the Inside - Guided by Voices
Walls and Windows - Jump The Swing

Roof Access: Guided By Voices Special - August 2020

country ep coming at some point 

humming wires, can you hear the west sing?
I can I see my destiny manifesting 
or maybe just mirage in the road 
toll booth trapped and change collecting 
golem monuments of pain erecting 
their fingers pointing out where to go

man alive, the whole crops infested 
all that’s left is what’s been digested
a barren silent desert nothing grows 
and of the pain that you invested 
the mercy toxins you’ve ingested
will ensure you let feel like letting go

heat flows
out the rim of a bottle
I feel indisposed 
nobody knows
It’s a brief blurb without you
Im here and gone alone

frontier

super rough first draft of a new synthpop idea, forgive the logic default drum loops and simple bass. bare bones.

sordid business but you came unprepared 
to bear witness through chemicals stained air
may I say, blown away
colours in your hair
best behaved, a freeze frame
beauty’s not been spared

silent mistress with deep marble eyed stare
bears no witness to his tangling hair 
may I say, I know shame
colours that we’ve shared 
move in place, we rotate
not moving anywhere

angel lifted by your vulgar night prayers 
tired and listless in truth he’s hardly there
i field blame, all the same 
the truth is hardly fair
through decay, I reframe
the fox becomes a hare

marble eyes (1st draft)

been pretty ill lately so here's an insanely rough unfinished draft i've been working on for ages. i've been working with a bassist and some other collaborators so probably won't be posting much here till my ep's done.

this summers burning out
the silly things we talk about
the wires humming softly to the ground

I will assuage your doubts 
with springtime growing out my mouth
and when I leave I’ll fade without a sound
 
can’t shake the feeling now 
hear footfalls near the hallowed ground
so when I leave I’ll leave without a sound 

so don’t let me go
in my dreams pylons drone
sticks in my throat 
through the woods a dull glow 

this cabins ailing now
these crippled walls are falling down 
the wires tearing softly through the bough

i will assume your doubts
and silly things you talk about 
and when you leave I’ll fade to Tinseltown

cant make a fleeting sound 
just silence near the hallowed ground
and when you leave you’ll bead upon my crown/brow

so don’t let me go
in my dreams pylons groan
sticks in my throat
like the winds ceased to blow

playground (1st draft)

Possum Kid