Dreamlike shimmers climb and linger amidst the intricate guitar plucking and intimacy of Sievwright's vocals.

Just A Little Glow

Carnival (Initial Sketch for album)

Calm Down (initial album sketch)

beach swims and the delicate steps that get you into the waters.

The Bottom Of The Sea

Distant Part

Written, performed and mixed by Miles Sievwright
Bass played by Arlyn Culwick
Assistant producer Darren Roderick
Final Mix Arlyn Culwick
Mastered by Matt Colton of Metropolis Studios

Maybe It's Time We Talked

One Way Train

Vocal harmonies held in the deep textures of brass instrumentation, supported by the rhythmic plucking of acoustic guitar.

Wherever You Go

New song written, performed and recorded by Miles Sievwright, all vocals and guitars by Miles Sievwright. Mixed and produced by Nicolaas van Reenen.

Bobsled

Written and performed by Miles Sievwright;
Recorded and mixed by Jacob Nicou (jacob.nicou@gmail.com)
Photo courtesy of Romy Maxime (http://www.romymaxime.com/)

"All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
There's only words I've haven't said
that don't fit in they are just to big
and I breathe a little deeper with every breath

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim

All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
there's only words I couldn't say
that don't fit in, it will stay that way
and I dream a little deeper with every eve

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim."


Bikes to the Lake

Written and recorded by Miles Sievwright
Guitar and vocals Miles Sievwright
Xylophone Nicolaas van Reenen
Mixed and mastered Nicolaas van Reenen

"Salt spray cleanses my day
I have no words left to say
Hopes and fears boarded a train
Going around a bend
On my way home 
Turned leaves leapt from my heels
A crow sat on a bench
And pecked at the paint

I'm getting used to a certain kind of loneliness

A girl with a fringe sparkled in the night
I said the moon had a nose and she smiled
The traffic lights switched colours
And a bus lurched up the hill

I'm getting used to a certain kind of loneliness

I'm sorry i wasn't there
When i stare into my eyes 
I feel a dull ache inside
My shattered light
While lying on the floor
I breathed a breath so deep
And prayed my soul 
Would ride on the inhale

I'm getting used to a certain kind of loneliness

I watched a dog fetch a ball
And his owner waved hello"

A Certain Kind Of Loneliness

Written, performed (guitar and vocals) by Miles Sievwright
Piano by Nicolaas van Reenen
Mixed and mastered Nicolaas van Reenen

Look Below The Window

Track available with the rest of latest EP 'A Certain Kind of Loneliness': https://milessievwright.bandcamp.com/album/a-certain-kind-of-loneliness-the-berlin-ep

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Written, performed, recorded by Miles Sievwright
Mixed and mastered Nicolaas van Reenen
Guest vocal harmony Darren Roderick


Shame

This is the second track of the 'A Certain Kind Of Loneliness' EP.
All notes are tapped on the guitar and recorded in one take in order to preserve continuity. Existing bass notes are recorded again to emphasise their presence.

Recorded and performed (vocals and guitar) by Miles Sievwright 
Mixed and Mastered Nicolaas van Reenen 2015
All rights reserved Miles Sievwright © 2015

Bottom Of The Sea

Written and performed by Miles Sievwright
Recorded and mixed by Jacob Nicou 2015

"All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
There's only words I've haven't said
that don't fit in they are just to big
and I breathe a little deeper with every breath

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim

All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
there's only words I couldn't say
that don't fit in, it will stay that way
and I dream a little deeper with every eve

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim."

Bikes To The Lake (re-edit)

Written and performed by Miles Sievwright
Live recorded and produced by Gene Kierman

"in a rusted down city line I can see my home tonight
I was waiting by the phone for a call that didn't come
baby, baby make me feel alright
it's been so damn long I don't know how to mind

call me up anytime we can be friends for life
especially in the evening when i don't need to be alone

baby just do what you want

I tried to get through the forest in my dreams
everything reminds me of you even the ocean liners
baby you left us all alone and i followed
on the rocks at the edge of day 
where the ocean ends and the colours spin

baby just do what you want

there's no right, there's no right time for grief, 
when there's no love in the city

baby just do what you want"

Baby Just Do What You Want

Find Me another

"An afternoon stroll back to the car, 
we talked for hours an inch apart
a bag on your back
trees overhead

I reached for a lemon hanging over the fence 
and i gave it to you
the sun streaked clouds and the smell of citrus
follow you when you left

eyes, skin, lips, cheeks
we are just these human masks

there was a boy stuck in his head
he was not yet alive and not quite dead
when he awoke beside the bed
was a dream world that he left

eyes, skin, lips, cheeks
we are just these human masks"

Written, performed and recorded by Miles Sievwright
Edited and mastered by Arlyn Culwick
Photo by Nicola Katie Suttle
Cover design by Miles Sievwright and Brent Robert Hill

All Rights Reserved 2020

Human Masks

Rough mix of new song by Miles Sievwright

Dear Flame

Miles Sievwright is an independent musician based in Cape Town, South Africa. Beautifully intricate guitar work, rich and entrancing vocal alchemy. Prepare to give your heart to the quiet that's been holding its breath until now.

Miles Sievwright

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