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'Spectrum' by SAER is an emotive Indie Electropop-Rock single, paying homage to the world of Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). Stemming from SAER's personal experiences and his background in special education, the song is a poignant narrative reflecting both challenges and triumphs associated with ASD.

The track combines indie rock-pop and electropop elements, creating a mid-tempo blend of synth and guitar that echoes the emotional spectrum of ASD. SAER's compelling guitar riffs and melodious vocals paint a picture of understanding and empathy. The song is not just a musical piece but a journey into the heart of ASD experiences.

Accompanying the song is a video directed by Paul Griffin, whose ASD perspective adds depth. The video, using AI technology, translates SAER's performance into a visual exploration of the ASD community, set against a synth-wave, cyberpunk backdrop.

'Spectrum' stands out as a testament to SAER's artistic versatility and dedication to meaningful themes. This track, available on all major music platforms, is an invitation to experience and understand the nuances of ASD through the lens of music.

Tags: #IndieRock #Electropop #AutismAwareness #SAER #NewMusic #PowerBallad #IndieMusic #SpectrumSingle

Spectrum

SINGLE #5

Music video: https://youtu.be/FJJqJT0LkN8

A song about writing a love letter… and scrunching it up.

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V1
I wrote my heart on an envelope 
I lost my words and I kind of choked
So I scrunched it
Now it’s a ball

CHORUS
Brown paper ball
That you slam to the wall
Asking one question
‘Do you love me?’

V2
I told my heart it’s time to forgot about you
I said these words out loud so that my heart can’t refuse
But it refused
And started pumping some more 

CHORUS
Heart’s pumping some more
Cause of this brown paper ball
Asking one question
‘Do you love me?’

MIDDLE 8
I… really wanna love you more
If only you’d open up and invite me in
  
V3
I’ll tell your heart don’t play with envelopes
They’ll mix your words and they’ll go for broke
So just scrunch it
Make it a ball

V4
And tell your heart there’s plenty more fish in the sea
But I am tired of fishing, I just want your 
Good old fashioned company cause 
We could be so good together   

V5
Tell me something, tell me something 
How do you sleep so peacefully? 
When my mind is full of thoughts
‘Do you love me?’

CHORUS
Brown paper ball
That you slam to the wall
Asking one question
‘Do you love me?’

CHORUS
Heart’s pumping some more
Cause of this brown paper ball
Asking one question
‘Do you love me?’

OUTRO
Ball

Brown paper ball
Do you love me?

Brown paper ball
Do you love me?

Brown paper ball
Do you love me?

Brown paper ball 
Do you love me?

Brown paper ball
Do you love me?

Brown paper ball
Do you love me?

Brown Paper Ball

But it’s the first singular thing you notice, 
Knee length socks so with lederhosen,
Fueling the flames of her desire…

Golden days, at a cottage in the Cote D’Azure
Sleeping in late,
Waking to the sweet smelling Galouises haze

Breakfast in bed, offers her a glass of German wine
I’m sorry my dear, it’s a little early for me,
Apologies I’m rocking on Bavarian time 

In the evening, she taught him to dance, 
Do the Charleston, a funny little turn for funny romance
Tired out they traipse back to bed, cliff top nightcap, watching the sun go down overhead (watching the sun go down)
	
Five nights
Becomes five days
But on the sixth, she wants to go

But the Fraulein
With her lovely little frown lines
Oh Mein Fraulein, don’t go!

But it’s the secondary thing you realise
Unkempt hair with roving bug eyes
Fueling the flames of his desire 
		
Five nights
Becomes five days
But on the sixth, she wants to go

But the Fraulein
With her lovely little frown lines
Oh Mein Fraulein, don’t go!

But it’s the most peculiar thing you notice
Sleazy smile and dubious motives
Finding it hard to say (I really wanna)
Taking the time to explain (That I really wanna)
That you are my only love and life

But I’m tired of feeling like nobody loves me!
Tired of letting my loving hang out!
Tired of taking another one down and out
(Down)
And Out

Mein Fräulein

Lay Down Your Arms

Soul In My Pocket is an experimental project from the new producer FARRIN, not officially released anywhere other than this video. Taking inspiration from multiple genres including house, garage, techno and ambient, FARRIN set out to create a chuggy, chilled and uplifting deep house track with ambient sounds, representing his new entry into the music scene. With limited experience and knowledge, but full of ideas and energy the new producer is hopeful that the song will be well received to build his confidence and continue to experiment with music production and future releases. We hope you enjoy the music and video, don't forget to subscribe, comment, like and share to help support our channel and featured artists.. Video link: https://youtu.be/V1P01PtkI1Q

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SOUL IN MY POCKET

Soul In My Pocket

Indie artists Kat Koan (Germany) and Freddie Dickson (UK) team up for their new song 'Time Alone.'

Release date - 20th March

Time Alone (Kat Koan & Freddie Dickson)

A song for people that like music that sounds shit

World Unspun

"A coldly furious diatribe." Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6Music.

LYRICS - Richard Pierce
MUSIC - Richard Pierce

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

These dead
In their cold houses
In their ambulances
In their hospitals
Their fire engines
Their post vans
Their trains
Their homesless tents
Their tentless homes
Their immigration centres
Their small boats
Their cold streets
Their food banks
Their starvation
Their disease

The real cost of living
The real cost of living

No public service
No public service broadcasting
No independent news
No education
No living wage
Epidemics
Pandemics
Failing healthcare

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

Profits
In billions
Public lies
Overflowing gutters
Sewage in seas
Seas in drinking water
Governments breaking the law
These dead 
Try to save lives
Do their duty
But duty doesn’t pay

The real cost of living
The real cost of living

Ghettoes next to palaces
Gates where streets should be
Castles where hospitals should be

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

These dead
In piles
In their mortuaries
In their uniforms
In their PPE
In their stiffened poses
In their body bags
In their cold houses
In their  ambulances 
In their hospitals
Their homeless tents
Their tentless homes
Their immigration centres
Their small boats

The real cost of living

Ghettoes
Palaces
Gates
Body bags

Cost Of Living

Richard Pierce - Cost Of Living

I know you’re disappointed 

When you don’t get what you wanted 

And I find it kinda funny 

To see you cry 

 

Now I don’t have no heroes 

To me you all are zeros 

And the only way I can hide it’s 

With alcohol

When I’m numb 

I don’t really care if you’re dumb 

I don’t really mind if you’re scum  

When I’m numb

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