I love the sound that you are creating at the moment Grace. In a clinical digital, non human feeing music world, you deliver songs that are a toasty warm. Like a big real acoustic instrument comforting hug, with the addition of your beautiful voice.  Wonderful work.

After The Harvest Moon

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So chalk up the minutes comparing the tickets we won in these coastal arcades
You're like some distant murmur that carries me further away from the rousing parades

When the sun is sinking into the floor the threads unwind
The questions are swimming out my mind so slow

Well I've seen people sitting with their teeth all gritted and waiting the whole evening long
Slump with a sigh after most passing by 'cause they just want to talk to someone

There's a warm wind coming, marching along with a big brass band
I'm waving an outstretched aching hand, so slow

Well some spend their time piling bricks up and climbing like we get out of here alive
We search for a meaning before disappearing and hope that our memories survive

I don't know what's coming to sweep up the rug from where I'm stood
And probably wouldn't if I could, oh no

I've been dripping with sweat throwing long silhouettes and not really going far at all
Like feigning a jog with a wild pack of dogs that are slavering after a ball

Well I don't mind losing, only need one to hold onto
'Cause chasing a number just won't do, oh no

Away From The Rousing Parades (Single)

Away From The Rousing Parades

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Evidence | SHIELDS

Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence
Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence

I think it’s maybe time I made a move 
I’m building a case I just need the proof
Can’t fight this feeling yes I think I know
It’s no good feeling I have to go

Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence
Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence

Every day I think I will work it out
Something concrete, something that I can shout
Tearing me to pieces, this hunch I have
Maybe one day we can work it out

Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence
Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence

I don’t believe a word you sound absurd 
I don’t believe a word you sound absurd

No one will go first, this feeling’s the worst
Waiting it out, building it up, feeding itself
No one will go first, this feeling’s the worst

You go, I go, I go, you go

You can tell me anything you want 
It’s time now to show me the truth

No one will go first, this feeling’s the worst
Waiting it out, building it up, feeding itself

Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence
Where’s the evidence? Where’s the evidence?
Where’s the evidence? Show me the evidence

I don’t believe a word you sound absurd 
I don’t believe a word you sound absurd

Etemenanki (EP)

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Evidence

I Already Know | SHIELDS

I stop to look at myself in the mirror 
But I’m afraid to stare too long 
In case there’s something I don’t recognize 

Hidden in my eyes
Trying to escape 
It’s wearing me out
Shouldn’t have let it get close enough 
I need you now

Oh am I too late to take it back? Would never last
Don’t just take my word for it there’ll be no second chance

You don’t have to pretend you were right all along
Carry it around like a heavy shroud
A darkening cloud

Hidden in your eyes 
Trying to escape 
Is it wearing you out
Shouldn’t have let it get close enough 
I need you now 

Oh am I too late to take it back? Would never last 
Don’t just take my word for it there’ll be no second chance 

It’s all I’m asking just to hear me, hear me out
There’s something missing that we need to turn around

Oh am I too late to take it back? Would never last
Don’t just take my word for it there’ll be no second chance

Etemenanki EP

I Already Know

CIRCUITS

Three score and ten moonlights made of parts
Non-human reactions make me start

I’m circuits
Wire bones
And no-one knows

Take my brain, computerise my heart (Take me a little bit, further)
Are my thoughts designed, or my own sparks?

I’m circuits
Wire bones
And no-one knows

Seventy days without water
Seventy days without water
Seventy days without water through me

Circuits

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WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM? | Fever Days

Let’s talk about money 
It doesn't grow on trees
But I'm still waiting for a seed to plant to gain economy

Let’s talk about nothing
‘cos that’s all you've got to say
And I know you want me gone, but I'm staying either way

So maybe I'll see you at the show
The suspense is killing me 
It’s like a TV episode

It never started but I guess that it’s already over
I don't think I'm thinking straight 
I'll sort it out when I am sober

(Let’s try and work this out
I'll come around your house
I'd rather do this now
Try and figure out)

Why are you looking at me? (What’s your problem?)

I always see you take a glimpse 
You know it’s kinda funny
Try and take control of me but I ain’t no crash test dummy

I know I've got a recognisable face
But the person that you're thinking of 
I'm sorry it’s not the case

I could be off my head 
I could be hanging with Chris
Your words are razor sharp I think I need reviving from this

I know you didn't see the time that I was hanging with Mary
Can’t see what’s going on behind your back
Ain’t that scary?

Why are you looking at me? (What’s your problem?)
Why are you looking at me? (What’s your problem?)

What's Your Problem? (Single)

What's Your Problem?

Late Night Love Songs | Sundile

Another daytime passes me by
Another day of regrets
Loneliness calls, and then you do
And I go quietly to bed

In every low-light, every slow night
I sing to you
Every heartbreak, and every cliché
I bring to you

Won’t you love my late-night love songs?
Won’t you let me in?
You might hate the man I’ve become
Baby you know I can’t win

In the evening it gets me feeling
And I’m so alive
A taut line hitch in my stomach pits
Another bait on the line

It’s you that hits me
Right in the tambourine
It’s true, it beats me
It’s not what I thought it’d be

Won’t you love my late-night love songs?
Won’t you let me in?
You might hate the man I’ve become
Baby you know I can’t win

As the sun goes down so do I
As the son lays down to close his eyes
He dreams of lullabies

Late Night Love Songs (Single)

Late Night Love Songs

GRACE GILLESPIE - Your God's Within

Is this what it's all about?

Graceless lady
You don’t know who I am
Nothing can save me
Let me fall from your hands
 
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in breathe
That’s what it’s all about
 
Who’s got the silver?
Riding from the east
Sun in your eyes
Blind the beauty from the beast
 
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in breathe
That’s what it’s all about
 
Let it out, let it out, let it out
Let it out
Scream and let it out
Scream and let it out
 
And I’ll keep it in
Yes they always win
You know your God’s within
You know your God’s within
 
Breathe out, breathe in
Breathe out, breathe in
Breathe out
That’s what it’s all about

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

Your God's Within

GRACE GILLESPIE - After The Harvest Moon

Honestly, I’ve been taking my time
Shining my armour, rolling my blinds
Honestly, I’ve not made up my mind
All bets are off, like it or not
 
But under the summer sun
And under the winter moon
Your love is enough 
Not too late, not too soon
 
Honestly, I hope everything changes
Humanity goes through its phases
Probably we’ve been stuck in a jar
Trapped here by creatures from Saturn or mars
 
And under our glassy shell
And facing our certain doom
Your love is enough 
Not too late, not too soon
 
And with nothing above us and nothing below
Nothing to do and nowhere to go
Hang in the balance 
I love you just the same
Just the same (I love you just the same)
 
Honestly, I’ve been taking my time
Oiling my joints, writing my rhymes
Suddenly I’ve made up my mind
The penny has dropped, like it or not

But under the summer sun
And under the harvest moon
Your love is enough 
Not too late, not too soon

And waking the same old day
And sitting in this here room
Your love is enough 
Not too late, not too soon

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

GRACE GILLESPIE - For Nick Drake

You set your sights on some faraway shores
But it’s all there in your mind, you have all you need and more
And you left me in the basement learning finger-picked guitar
With Joni on the stereo and Bobby in my heart
 
And now I set my sails for a small whitewash house
And I suppose I’ll get to know what domestic life is all about
For I did not learn the poets but they’re burned into my bones
I’m ready for to meet them you can say I’m going home
 
So I howl for Allen Ginsberg
And I cry for Kerouac and Plathe
And for Dickenson and Angelou finally set free
And for Nick I will stand before the sea
Only silence for your sweetest tragedy
 
So I read from your back pages because I know the story well
Suspending my disbelief in your effervescent spells
And Neil on in the background, Alabama have you not learned?
And Peter Green my saviour, heavenly man of the world

So I howl for Allen Ginsberg
And I cry for Kerouac and Plathe
And for Dickenson and Angelou finally set free
And for Nick I will stand before the sea
Only silence for your sweetest tragedy
 
So I tried to live in lyric, I suppose a life like you
Gathering up words and trying to make them stand up tall and true
But poetry’s not dead, I saw her shiver in the draught
Nick I’m sorry they did not listen, you know it nearly broke my heart

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

For Nick Drake

GRACE GILLESPIE - Hoppers

Once for the waking and twice for the taking
I see we’ve opened up the third bottle now
Four broken tiles on the rooftop overlooked
And by the fifth bend I knew I had been misunderstood
 
So bye bye, baby, bye bye
I am just a fly, I’ll be buzzing ‘til I die
Bye bye, baby, bye bye
You are just a hopper, you are too afraid to fly
 
But I thought you were my angel
I thought you were my angel
In my half-light half-night eyes
We live by the same lies
 
Six times a lady in my seventh day dress
I see eight flames flicker on the cool chimney breast
Nine o’clock sharp I hear the smash of broken glass
And pick the ten shards sticking from my half-warm heart
 
So bye bye, baby, bye bye
I am just a fly, I’ll be buzzing ‘til I die
Bye bye, baby, bye bye
You are just a hopper, you are too afraid to fly

But I thought you were a devil
I thought you were a devil
In my half-light half-night eyes
We live by the same lies
 
So bye bye, baby, bye bye
I am just a fly, I’ll be buzzing ‘til I die
Bye bye, baby, bye bye
You are just a hopper, you are too afraid to fly

But I thought you were my angel
I thought you were my angel
In my half-light half-night eyes
We live by the same lies

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

Hoppers

GRACE GILLESPIE - Empty In The Capital

It is what it is
Not what it ought to be
Not exactly what you wanted
Not exactly what you need
But I am comfortable with knowing
That our consciousness is growing
Learning to destroy ourselves
And blame it on something else

It is what it is
Not what it used to be
Not the past and not the future
Something in-between
But I am comfortable with riding 
On the moving parts of time
Like I am comfortable looking
At the London skyline

But I am not myself today
What is it I’m doing?
What was it I wanted to say?
Yes I am grateful for the day
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

It is what we are
Not what we choose to be
Cannot capture just the essence
Cannot pragmatise our presence
But we’re comfortable with living
While some other eyes are stinging
Like we’re comfortable with turning
Our faces to the sky

But I am not myself today
What is it I’m doing?
What was it I needed to say?
Yes I am grateful for the day
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

Ahhh not we are not ourselves today
What is it we’re doing?
What was it we wanted to say?
Are we ungrateful for the day?
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

Empty In The Capital

GRACE GILLESPIE - The Child

Don’t close your eyes
I’m dying to meet you
Let time decide
I’m ready now to greet you
 
And I know I must be
Strong and sure and safe and sound and wild
For the child
For the child in me
 
Reveal in me
The mastery I am missing
 And unearth this gold
What diamonds? What difference?
 
And I know I must be
Strong and sure and safe and sound and wild
For the child
For the child in me

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

The Child

London based singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and producer.

Please drop me a line at: gracegillespiemusic@gmail.co.uk
Photos by Poppy Marriott

After The Harvest Moon

Grace Gillespie

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