Ghosts (Free Download)

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Production by Yanick Bathfield

Ghosts

So, it's true, we took on Adele! Here's our cover of her hit single "Hello" in support of  the Movember Foundation for mens health with our own ducking twist! PLEASE SHARE! Lets support the movement!

Rubber Duc - Hello (Adele Cover)

Chopsticks

Boom Bap leather jacket panda rap! 

Buy or stream the Bee: http://itunes.apple.com/album/id1115254491?ls=1&app=itunes

Veranda Panda - SugarBee

The latest single off December Streets' 2016 EP set to release later this year, Santa Fe. 

- Lyrics: 
I believe in lucid memories, of dreams that I've known, living in a world of our own
You and I we were the centrepiece to a story untold in a life that was made of gold
I keep falling back into the streets of Santa Fe, where you took my hand and led the way, I keep singing all of the songs you used to sing, now I don't even know where to begin

You wore a little white skirt as you ran through the city pulling me by my shirt, and as the lights went out you began to shout we're untouchable
You wore a little white skirt as you ran through the city pulling me by my shirt, and as the lights went out you began to shout we're untouchable

We could be self destructive sometimes, finding new ways to blow our own minds, running from places when we get tired. 
And I keep falling back into the streets of Santa Fe, where you took my hand and led the way, I keep singing all of the songs you used to sing, now I don't even know where to begin

You wore a little white skirt as you ran through the city pulling me by my shirt, and as the lights went out you began to shout we're untouchable. You wore a little white skirt as you ran through the city pulling me by my shirt, and as the lights went out you began to shout we're untouchable. 

We were onto something, and I felt so alive, we were onto something, running through the streets in the middle of the night. 
We were onto something, and I felt so alive, we were onto something, running through the streets in the middle of the night. 

You wore a little white skirt as you ran through the city pulling me by my shirt, and as the lights went out you began to shout we're untouchable. 

We were onto something, and I felt so alive, we were onto something, running through the streets in the middle of the night. 
We were onto something, and I felt so alive, we were onto something, running through the streets

Santa Fe

Canopies

Prism

Produced by Robert Hunter
Andi Colombo - vocals
Jadon Thompson - guitar and piano
Matthew Papas - guitar and vocals

FIND THE PRISM MUSIC VIDEO ON YOUTUBE:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cigMLDBrfls

Single

Prism

BUY ON ITUNES ~ http://apple.co/2nXI1hT

Recorded at Digital Forest Studios, Cape Town.
Mixed and Produced by Francois de Klerk - Blakk Productions.
Mastered by Rogan Kelsey at Kelsey Mastering. 
Track Art: Caitlin Weare.

LYRICS:
I could be your montage and you my Capulet. 
And I could be your Romeo but you're no Juliet. 
Tell me what I want to know and then seem to forget. 
All this time I wanted love but never thought ahead. 

Don't say I never wanna see you break down, never wanna hear you've lay around, never wanna hear you make a sound. 
Go away no never mind won't you please stay. I'm tired of getting my way anyway. I'm tired of getting my way anyway.    

And I found that I needed less when everything was shared, it always came out different and then seemed too prepared. 
All along you knew that I'd only see the best. 
Tell me what I wanna know and then tell me the rest. 

Don't fail me now cause I'm a loaded gun, so tell me where you are it's fun to watch you run. 

All this time I wanted too but never seemed to care, all these things we never did, why be so unfair? 
You went around at the sound of an open gate and told me it's all okay and don't write it down it's a line I'll negotiate and you'll find it's all the same.

Don't fail me now cause I'm a loaded gun, so tell me where you are it's fun to watch you run.
Don't fail me now cause I'm a loaded gun, so tell me where you are it's fun to watch you run. 

I could be your montage and you my Capulet. 
And I could be your Romeo but you're no Juliet. 
Tell me what I want to know and then seem to forget. 
All this time I wanted love but never thought ahead. 
You went around at the sound of an open gate and told me it's all okay and don't write it down it's a line I'll negotiate and you'll find it's all the same.

Don't say I never wanna see you break down, never wanna hear you've lay around, never wanna hear you make a sound. 
Go away no never mind won't you please stay. I'm tired of getting my way anyway. I'm tired of getting my way anyway.

Don't Say / Go Away

Here it is. Our last release <3 
We've been holding onto this song so that we can release it with our 'Thanks For Having Us' video - http://bit.ly/2rCLxh5

BUY ON ITUNES ~ http://apple.co/2rCvujb
Also available on every single other music platform in the whole wide world <3

Recorded at Digital Forest Studios, Cape Town.
Mixed and Produced by Francois de Klerk - Blakk Productions.
Mastered by Rogan Kelsey at Kelsey Mastering.
Track Art: Caitlin Weare.

Just A Like Song

The second single off the upcoming December Streets EP 'Wild Heart'. 

• EP Out now:  http://apple.co/2kMfmfl

• Purchase single: http://apple.co/2lnBGfs

• WILD HEART EP SPOTIFY: http://spoti.fi/2lp6pJg

Lyrics: 

Verse 1
There’s times that I struggle to say it
I know that i'm the one who gets lost
in your 
Swift hand 
Bright eyes
and miracle mind

You wonder if your world could be bigger
We could run never look back
With a 
Wild heart
A fresh start
In a typical time

Chorus
Hold up
I’m looking for the rhythm of your wild heart
Come on baby hold up
Listen now
I’m looking for your rhythm of your wild heart

Verse 2
I know that you struggle to fake it
I can feel you looking for a way out
Behind those white eyes
A battle cry
At war with your doubt

Just think back to when we were naked
Young enough to not give a fuck
Remember twenty three
Cheap drinks and ripped jeans
You and me on the same couch for three weeks

Ghosts

David Bunting