Don’t Let The Neighbourhood Hear

Don't Let The Neighbourhood Hear

prod. Yonaton "xSDTRK" Ayal, Pierre-Luc Rioux, Dan Edinberg, Rory Farrell. Add'l prod Leah Rich.

mixed by Bradley "Dula" Post
mastered by Lee La Roc @ Roc Star Studios

Bad Man

Fly With Me [Feat. Evan Crommett]

Final single off the upcoming EP, "so, what are you doing?"
prod. j. roosevelt (https://soundcloud.com/jroosevelt)
Feat Evan Crommett (https://soundcloud.com/evan-crommett)
& Eric Brandon

These Waters [Feat. Eric Brandon & Evan Crommett] (prod. j. roosevelt)

Music and lyrics by Isabel Alvarez
Vocals: Isabel Alvarez
Guitar: Rob Europe

Honey

I was sitting in St. Nicholas Park at dusk, plucking my violin quietly, getting frustrated that the insects biting me were “preventing me” from “focusing” and coming up with any lyrics.

By the time I walked the 3 blocks to my apartment, the whole song had appeared in my head.

I imagined a setting back home in Alaska, sitting on a porch outside a house party, having an awkward yet beautiful encounter with someone very dear.

I played this song at a house show for a friend, songwriter, and producer Evan Crommett. He helped me produce it, adding synthesizers, backup vocals, and texture while I offered input and mandolin. This project opened my eyes to the world of music production, and gave a glimpse into how “the sausage gets made”. 

LYRICS:

Mmm I like it better outside
Quiet and a porch light
And a breeze

You, you’re lookin at me funny
Don’t stare it makes me cringy
Just calm down

No nobody else knows how far back it goes
I don’t care if it stings
Sit by me

Oooooh bugs are out tonight
Let them bite, I don’t mind

I, I wish I weren’t so quiet
Wish I could just say it
Help me out

I don’t care if it stings

You, you look kinda chilly
Come on closer near me
I don’t mind

Mmmm I guess I make you angry
You know it’s really not my
Fault at all

So I can say goodbye or you could just grow
I don’t care if it stings
Look at me

You just seem a bit embarrassed 
I really shouldn’t care less
But I do

Ahhhhh, I look into your eyes
We smile at some light
No one else can see

CREDITS:

Evan Crommett - Production, Backup Vocals
Hannah Bailey - Backup Vocals
Hana Bookman - Backup Vocals

Cover Photo by AJ Nickell

Stings

‘Do You Want That’ is an open letter about climate change directed to our global leaders.
Download Track Here: http://bit.ly/DoYouWantThatDownload 

100% of proceeds will go to the Australian Red Cross in the aim of bushfire recovery
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The song was born from the frustration of two NYC-based artists (from Melbourne and Hell’s Kitchen) surrounding the 2019-2020 Bushfire Crisis, and the Australian government’s poor response to the catastrophe. It examines the increasing tangibility of our own extinction, and the helplessness we feel in the face of it. 

The Australian Red Cross is working to provide recovery programs and emergency assistance to communities in disaster-affected areas. 100% of the proceeds from the purchase of 'Do You Want That?' will go directly towards The Australian Red Cross Disaster Relief and Recovery fund. 

Thank you!
Evan Crommett
Hannah Bailey

Hannah:
https://www.hannahadelebailey.com
https://www.instagram.com/hannahadele...

Evan: 
https://www.evancrommett.com
https://www.instagram.com/evan.crommett
https://open.spotify.com/artist/21OzU...
https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/ev...
https://soundcloud.com/evan-crommett
https://evancrommett.bandcamp.com/

Filmed & Edited by AJ Nickell 
https://www.ajnickell.com/
https://www.instagram.com/ajnickell

Do You Want That? (feat. Hannah Bailey)

Thin Mints

There Soon

Corduroy

They say what luck
You're coming up roses with no seeds,
No sun
Astonishing for just everyone
It's gotta be those fluffy clouds of fate
Raining down on your face

Wash away
All the thirst
All the late nights thinking I could burst
Into hurt
Like a flameless supernova churns
Just a blurb
And voice from nowhere:

Overnight select me, please
I'm gonna the next one to make them dream
I'm gonna pass it on down
That American sound

That you gotta believe
But they don't want to see you bleed
They don't want to see you bleed
They don't want to see you bleed

I trust in the toil
In the burning of the witching hour oil
But it's slow
And I look up to that bright florescent glow and
I know
It's so white hot I'll sweat right out my clothes
As I go
Then pretend I'm pure as Adam in the grove
Baby
No fig leaves, just a look that says, "who, me?"
(Crazy!)
I never thought I'd be something so free.
(Maybe!)
Hey mister don't you know they all love me!
God I'm so lucky
Yeah

Overnight select me, please
I'm gonna the next one to make them dream
I'm gonna pass it on down
That American sound

That you gotta believe
But they don't want to see you bleed
They don't want to see you bleed
They don't want to see you bleed

Overnight Select Me Please

Singer-songwriter and sound tinkerer
Hell's Kitchen, New York City