Thunder Road

Deep In Mind - Bicycle Day

Nothing Lasts Forever Anyway

My Forest Queen - Out Now on Bandcamp

A Jamaican or Caribbean style version of the beloved hymn.
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Trust and Obey

A synth jam on a mystic journey through incense and martial arts. Artwork also by me (and a friend) done many years ago haha. cheers!

Mandarin Slice

Time

Vaccine

Night Lead Me Astray

This was our entry for a competition run by Röyksopp. We normally don't remix, but we had a good time with this one :)

Check out http://soundcloud.com/royksopp for all their work, or if you want some more EE, check out our latest release : http://soundcloud.com/easilyembarrassed/sets/tales-of-the-coin-spinner


Röyksopp - Tricky Tricky (Easily Embarrassed remix)

Type : EP
Release date : 29 Aug 2006
Produced by : Jeffrey, Nick, Peter Spaargaren
Mastered at : EE-Studio by : Jeffrey van der Schilden
Label : Sublogic Corporation (FLW003)

I Don't Want to Sleep

This is the second album by Akara, just mastered now. We are so excited to share it with you!

Music composed and produced by Joshua Penman.

Featuring:

Femke Weidema - vocals, accordeon
Joshua Penman - keyboards, vocals, harmonium, tibetan cymbals

Mark Robertson - violin
Maia Jasper - violin
Matthew Szemela - violin
Samuel Wexler - violin
Andrew Duckles - viola
Charith Premawardhana - viola
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith - cello
Samsun von Loon - cello
Mark Kroll - keyboards
Alison Bjorkedal - harp
Noam Aharon - Indian mandolin
Karmen Suter - flute, piccolo, alto flute
Paul Klintworth - French horn

Sky Dancer (album)

Deep in the heart of the forest, a lonely house rests hidden away from sight. Its neglected state might make it seem as though it were abandoned, but it is home to an old man and a jack-in-the-box. This toy, tattered by age, was once animated by magic, and is now a living companion to the man whom people call “the coin spinner.”

Every night, without fail, a girl wanders to the depths of the forest to visit. Tonight as she approaches the old house, its broken roof illuminated blue by the light of the full moon; she felt as she always did, as if it were from a dream. It seems so close but also so far. As always, the door was left unlocked for her, and as she slowly opens it, a loud creak breaks the silence.

Upon hearing the sound, Jester jumps out of his box and hurries to the door to welcome her. The old man remains at the table spinning his coins, completely entranced by the spinning motion and oblivious to the girl in the doorway. She picks up the little jester toy and embraces it, while closing the door. Walking towards his cube, a barely audible lullaby escapes her lips. She lowers him gently down into the box and coaxes him to sleep with her soft voice. Then, she looks up at the old man and silently watches him as he spins his coins over and over.

Tonight, she suddenly asks him, “What are you looking for, old man?” His hypnotic stare breaks, and his eyes roll towards the girl. “The Truth,” he mumbles in a low voice. “Do you seek it too, little princess?” She shrugs. Looking up through a hole in the roof her big, green eyes gaze up at the bright, blue moon. “Are the moon people still watching us?” The man spins his coin again and waits for it to fall onto one of its sides. The jester, apparently still awake, calls “Heads,” and indeed it is as he said. The coin spinner smiles. “Sorry princess, no tales for you tonight!”

As he starts spinning his coin again, a tear rolls down the girl’s cheek. “Could you please continue the story about the triplets?” she asks with a jittery voice. He heaves a deep sigh and replies, “Oh… Alright.” To his right two books lay on the table and picks up one, blowing off the dust, revealing an elegantly engraved title: “the little match sister” in gold lettering.

He opens the book, and thus the story continues…