What Happened To You At 22

I Always Get Laid When I Do This

Your Flat Smells Like Home

I Used To Have Fire Under My Skin

Tomato Stains

It Means Everything And Nothing

We're All In Limbo Here

A Little Closer To The Edge

Heartbreak Queen

Instead Of Listening To Endless Monologues

I Can't Imagine Anyone Kissing Me

Erika Severyns is a songwriter to whom nothing matters and everything does. Erika prefers to write about the little things in life, like fumbling with someone’s leather belt in the dark or speed-walking to a concert while eating noodles. Her lyrics are uncomfortably honest but sharpened with the precision of a poet, and skeletal folk arrangements flow through her delicate songs with natural grace. She draws inspiration from icons like Buffy Sainte-Marie, Laura Marling, and Adrianne Lenker.

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A World At Bay

When my ex-partner and I started going out, we went to Ireland to visit his parents, and I felt safe and free for the first time in months. We started talking about moving here and having conversations about why we'd felt the need to leave our home countries in the first place. We both started to feel this need to return to our homes, to be closer to family, and to stop uprooting ourselves. 'Ireland' is about dreaming of an ideal life.

vocals & guitar - Erika Severyns
strings & pianet - Gareth Quinn Redmond
drums - Albert Karch

written by Erika Severyns
produced & mixed by Gareth Quinn Redmond
recorded & mastered by Albert Karch

Ireland

I wrote ‘Berlin’ after a day of watching Grey’s Anatomy on the couch and crying my eyes out. I had a lot of expectations for myself as a young adult and none of them were coming true - I was freshly unemployed and spending a large portion of my days complaining to my then-boyfriend. On one of those days, he made me get up, put on my clothes, and go to the park with him. It was such a small action but felt like a massive victory because it had taken all of my brain space for the day. When I came home and wrote ‘Berlin’, it was the first song I’d written in months.

vocals & guitar - Erika Severyns
strings & piano - Gareth Quinn Redmond
drums - Albert Karch

written by Erika Severyns
produced & mixed by Gareth Quinn Redmond
recorded & mastered by Albert Karch

Berlin

I don’t know if, in not trying to hurt you, I hurt you more 
And hurt myself more, too 
Now, I’m trying to recover 
Endlessly drinking tea with my mother 
The potted aloe she brought from Russia as big as a palm tree 
It fit into the palm of my hand when I was three 
 
In my dreams, you keep stroking my hair 
and telling me you like the way I taste 
I wish that I’d been stronger 
and could’ve balanced on the edge a little longer 

I try to unearth the person I was like ancient Troy 
The person up for a four-day-compact-sized kind of love 
That taped magazine cutouts to her bedroom wall 
And thought the world was too small to hold her 
 
I didn’t know love was not only love 
It was the mess, the dirt, the pain 
The unwashed shirts, the cookie-cutter mates,  
The fights that come to sound like a refrain 
to what was, in the beginning, only love

Unearth Myself

River Water

Erika Severyns is a songwriter to whom nothing matters and everything does. Erika prefers to write about the little things in life, like spilling ketchup on her jeans or buying a second toothbrush to leave at her partner's house. Her lyrics are uncomfortably honest but sharpened with the precision of a poet, and skeletal folk arrangements flow through her delicate songs with natural grace. Her folky songs will remind you of Joni Mitchell and other blonde female songwriters.

Erika Severyns

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