Yet another playlist where i showcase tracks by artists and bands that i've found on Soundcloud whose music has moved me.  HERE are songs that sound like they belong in a different era...  a time where there was a certain innocence.  if you like what you hear, visit their page and show them some love....  gracias!

TIME TRAVEL

A continuation of 'Black Balloons & Apple Pie'...  the sweet and the sour...  the soft and the sharp...  A mixture of tracks that i have found here that hold something pretty special... the lyrics, the guitar hook, the voice...  Please - if you like what you hear here, go visit the artist's page and let them know what you liked about that particular track, how it moved you...  thank you x

YELLOW ROSES & SHARDS

A follow-up to 'Write Your Name on the Sun' - a collection of tracks that spark that 'feel good factor'.... songs that are honest, sweet, sour...  songs that have a light-fuelled energy.  they spark something inside the listener.   If you like what you hear, visit the artist's page and show them a bit of love.  spank you!

LASSO THE MOON

This playlist is similar to GHOST DESERT in its content and mood.  songs that conjure images of wide open space, eagles, starshot skies, and the lullaby of silence.  they also conjure up sunburn, tequila and peyote hangovers, deep canyons and the ricochet of pistol rounds....  wanna join me in the desert, get away from it all for a little while?   if you like what you hear, please let the artist know.  that's all that i ask...  gracias!

SUNBURN & LONG SHADOWS

i wish i could leave
just disappear
where no one can find my place
just disappear 
until my bones will grow into a big tree
.
i wish i could leave to find my place
.
я не знаю, что со мной стало. 

i wish i could leave

Morning sun 
I'll keep your light in me
And I won't let anyone darken you

On My Way

Track 3 of the EP 'Quaint Love'.

Lyrics:

Just place a roof above me, start the rain
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone
Just place a roof above me, start the rain
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone

To think I would kneel down at your feet
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone
I ask myself why I kneel down at your feet
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone

All Gone

El Paso

In this bar
Where some people come and go
They work to realize their dreams

Dream's Bar

THESE ARE THE DAYS
#inhaler #thesearethedays #cuts&bruises #cutsandbruises #inhalerband #indiealternative #lovewillgetyouthere #indierock #altrock #alternativerock #feelgood #newrock #newindie
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I'm stranded here again, another Friday night
Turn up the music, black out the lights
Best kinda scene, I shouldn't have been
Bandits in charge of the silver machine and
One of our friends is along for the ride
Hangin' from the window, out of his mind
I don't want my luck to fall at my feet
Don't wanna feel a thing, just wanna hear you scream, yeah
These are
These are the days that follow you home
These are the days that kiss you on your broken nose
These are the days, I don't miss the feeling of being alone
These are the days, these are the days
We were breakin' the limit, then we broke down
Turned to the left to some no-name town
Everybody's got a dream, I like it best when I'm in it
Comin' 'round the corner, I'll be there in a minute
And I'm comin' up on somethin' sweet
I'm leavin' with the first person I meet
I'm holdin' out, I'm hangin' on
For that moment where it all goes wrong, yeah
These are
These are the days that follow you home
These are the days that kiss you on your broken nose
These are the days, I don't miss the feeling of being alone
These are the days, these are the days
And we can do anything we want for a while
They say
And tell you to behave with a smile
Don't turn
Don't turn and run away
Don't hide
'Cause we can do anything we want for a while
I think we're gonna be okay
Yeah, I think we're gonna be okay
These are
These are the days that follow you home
These are the days that kiss you on your broken nose
These are the days, I don't miss the feeling of being alone
These are the days, these are the days
These days
I think we're gonna be okay

These Are The Days

Credits:
Engineered and mixed by Ryan Santos Phillips at Lux Perpetua NYC
Assistant engineering by Blaine Bailey and Joni Kyynäräinen
Mastered by Justin Colletti at Joe Lambert Mastering
Album art direction and layout by Coward's Way
Album art photography by Maria Nemm
Band photography by Nika de Carlo
Logo design by Jared Cortland

Lyrics:

I feel the fire of a burning sun
And the voices echo down on me
The sudden swell of a thousand waves
Are plunging to the depths of me
Can you tell a storm is coming
Forming distantly
Like memories that ceased to be

Softly, like wind carries heat in air
Our instincts guide us to the fire
The smoke will lead me there

I feel the fire of a burning sun
And the voices echo down on me
The sudden swell of a thousand waves
Are plunging to the depths of me
Can you hear the embers cracking
Dancing in release
My intuition calls on me

Audrey, listen close again to me
I will gladly go where you guide me
Wherever that may be
Like wind carries salt to sea
And this is the start

Illusory, alluring me
Harrowing, the path can be
But if you see the future in me
Like I see in my visions of you

I feel the fire of a burning sun
And the voices echo down on me
The sudden swell of a thousand waves
Are plunging to the depths of me
Can you tell a storm is coming
Forming distantly
I’ll go wherever you guide me

Gossamer Blue

Visions

FAT WHITE FAMILY - WHITEST BOY ON THE BEACH

What You Mean to Me

Titled in reference to a Kurt Vonnegut poem, Nice, Nice, Very Nice was recorded in Toronto in fall 2008 under the creative eye of producer John Critchley (Elliott Brood, 13 Engines). Dropping in to add their talents were such folks Justin Rutledge, Veda Hille, Mark Berube and members of Elliott Brood, Said The Whale, Hidden Cameras, Major Maker and Small Sins.

12 Set The Sails

Your Moon

The Island

Pull something over my eyes

Week of Bees

Aeroplanes

The Ocean

New single by Hannah Scott - out now

All enquiries - sdc@casamusic.eu
http://www.hannahscott.co.uk/

Walk A Wire (Acoustic)

everything i wanted

Really excited to share this with you all, just a little taster of the new sound i'm moving towards. More songs to be released in the coming months <3

Laura Osborne's Album

Sugar Eyes

Original Songs by Calla Mapel 
Vocals and acoustic guitar — Calla Mapel 
Keyboards and accordion — Jesse Waldman 
Banjo — Kyle Bruser 
Vocals and tambourine — Haley Keegan 
Cello — Lauren Vidal 
Violin — Angie Kuzma

Recorded with Wally McClellan and Jack Riddim at Wally Sound in Oakland, CA, and with Matthew Morgan in Portland, OR. Produced by Gallop and Jack Riddim. Mixed and mastered by Wally McClellan.

Shapeshifters

Too Late

Recorded live
AKG P220/Studio Projects B1 condenser mics
Quickly put together this recording this morning.

LYRICS

Heaven sent,
You come calling when I'm distressed,
Send the sound of your voice ;So clear.
Send on your love ;Oh dear.

Can't you see,
My hearts bleeding it's a tragedy --
In waiting; But I'll be at my best
Close my eyes and think; of no less

(c)
Somebody said to me,
they've got you thinking,
you're the sweetest thing,
Just say your name when you are at my door,
And I will surely let you in

I don't want control,
I just wanna lose it all,
Give me the kiss ;on the lips,
And iI'll make you wish for it,


I know it's late,
But we don't care; We're going to wait.
I hear the sound of your voice; in my ear
It brings above all the worries and cheers

(c)
Somebody said to me,
they've got you thinking,
you're the sweetest thing,
Just say your name when you are at my door,
And I will surely let you in

© 2020 Lyrics and Music by David Crowley

No - Name - Song

I am David, a singer-songwriter from a small town in Ireland.

I gather my inspirations from such people as Rory Gallagher, Jeff Buckley, Jackson C. Frank, Sibyll Baeir, Elliot Smith, Eddie Hazel, Nick Drake, John Martyn and through the people I meet in my life. Music consumes my soul and drives me to create. I have so much I want to say through music. 

I hope you enjoy.