Indigo Noon (Instrumental)

don't you eat my lasagna
get your hands off my steak
don't you touch my asparagus
please don't eat my soufflé

are you eyeing my artichoke? 
can you give me some space?
did you eat my crème caramel?
it didn't evaporate...    
  
you can have my leftovers (bon appétit)
at the end of the day
but there's plenty to eat here
that's not on my plate

maybe i'm not that hungry
and you're starting to drool
ya i'm sure we can share this
if we cut it in two!

flour, eggs, milk and more
pour it on the kitchen floor
sunrise it starts to bake
turn this house into a cake

tour dates + tickets: http://www.tennyson.rocks/

Bon Appétit 2017

Words from https://soundcloud.com/wuh-oh: "I frantically wrote 'Hairstyle' the night before its first play at a show in Glasgow. Going through a classical music degree instilled in me an unshakeable urge to write music that’s super technical and intellectually stimulating but sometimes this isn’t conducive to creating something that feels pure, true and from the heart. For me, it's like communicating in English: you can use as many fancy words as you want, but it can't truly express what you're saying if there isn't some graspable meaning or sincerity of feeling. With this track I somehow managed to satisfy all of the desires of my naggy creative mind for a moment."

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shh053: Wuh Oh

shh053: Wuh Oh - Hairstyle

Produced by ~ Barney Lister

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Faking Love

First single off our upcoming EP, "Uh Oh!".

Tour dates (US/Europe): www.tennyson.rocks/

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Video: youtu.be/CBXhrHyMZYM

Artwork by Toronto street artist Al Runt.

Lyrics:

When all is calm, a bird from afar 
The bleeding song of all that we are 
If you go I'm running after you

And it goes oh, oh 
Can we go home?

On wagon rides, our tingling toes 
Back alley skies, the wind in our clothes 
Run it back, back to the start of our song 
Cry bird

And all the calls of 
Popsicle bells In blanket forts with oil pastels 
Run it back, back to the start of our song

'Cause it goes oh, oh 
Can we go home, home?

x2

(Will it ever be the same again?) 
(How much does it take?) 
(Could it ever be the same again?) 
(How much does it take?)

Can't you live your life without it? 
Put it all behind. 
I'd like to believe that in our life we're guided 
By the first few lines 
So what're you waiting for?

Sure you always talk about it 
But your word's never sure 
Don't you know? 
Home is not what you call it 
If you're scared to go

Got yourself binoculars 
Looking for a home, yeah

Can't you see you're looking for 
The mountain that you're on? 
You'll know it

Got no doubt about it 
Don't you know it's fine? 
This puzzle wasn't always complicated 
The journey is the home you're looking for

Indigo Noon (Instrumental)

Kevin Blu

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