Name: Look What You've Done by NewBeatFund
Duration: 3 min 53 s
Description: Tired of being pigeon holed as a colorful party band, we decided to draw upon some darker influences of our past to change the narrative moving into a more mature sound. With timely lyrics, this derivative is meant to invoke thought for arts sake.

Sometimes Earth is hard. “Rocket To The Moon” is a spacey fantasy about escaping gravity for a more harmonious existence on the moon.

Written and Produced by Phil Danyew
Drums by: Dan Bailey
Mixed by: Carlos de la Garza
Mastered by: Dave Cooley at Elysian Masters

Rocket To The Moon (lyrics)

Rolling down the window
I can hear the echo
If I’m sleeping in the planetarium  
I don’t mind

Surfing on a rainbow
Hitchhike through the cosmos 
If I’m eating breakfast on a satellite
I’m alright

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

Psychedelic aliens
Cosmic color best friends
They want to crown you ruler of the universe 
And beyond

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

Why would I wanna stay awake
I could be traveling in space
I still got an empty seat baby
On my rocket to the moon

Rocket To The Moon

Survive (demo)

I find signs, when you say I'm fine, of breaking down 
So when I see you around 
I hope I'm like sunshine 
And make you wake up 

You've got the world on a string 
You're smarter than you think, I swear 
But there's a war I can see 
Brewing in your mind, I can hear the shells 

Don't be scared 
of the world out there 
Don't be scared 
of the world outside of your mind 
you've got to beat it up 

You've got to be a fool 
You've got to be a star 
You've got to be someone 
So dance like it's prom and you're back home with everyone 

Where you could be a fool 
Where you could be a star 
Where you could be someone 

I see everything that you could be 
I see behind the lies that you tell yourself at night 
when you can't sleep 
I see beyond the way that you can't seem 
to see yourself as a full of worth 
You're a valuable person 
I used to hate myself 
I used to hate my voice and my body 
and the way I interacted at parties 
I hated the way that I thought 
I hated the way that I felt that I wasn't 
what people wanted 
like I just never belonged 
There's this memory of mine 
Where I'm laying in a bathroom thinking suicide 
Thinking who am I? 
I should not survive 
It was embarrassing to breathe 
I felt pathetic even thinking 
This shame just took over my whole being 
Where I felt that my life was an insult to those who loved me 
But here I am, stronger for it 
I'll save a spot for you 

I'll be alright 
I'll be alright 
We'll be alright 
We'll be alright 

I don't think people understand 
I think happiness can be more of a choice 
There is hope in the world, I think 
It's all about how you look at it

We'll Be All Right

The Heights

Call Me Up

Emma Cole - Vocals, Synth Bass 
Joshua Hester - Electric Guitar 
Caleb Thoemke - Drums 
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Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Joe Richmond

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Tired of being pigeon holed as a colorful party band, we decided to draw upon some darker influences of our past to change the narrative moving into a more mature sound. With timely lyrics, this derivative is meant to invoke thought for arts sake.

Look What You've Done

New Beat Fund birthed when a piggy bank with the words "New Beat Fund" encrypted on it was catapulted into the facade of a corporate building. No joke. Somewhere in that transaction it became apparent a jar full of “fuck you's” and “I owe you's” would no longer lend it's help to an artist. So we started our own fund; no debts to the bullshit, just a direct deposit from your's truly and the people who vibe what it is we're doing. And what exactly are we doing? We're letting our music run free, streaking down the beach, nuts hangin' in the Cali breeze, smokin' Cali trees. We shimmy shimmy to the sounds of the Timby, some Red Chili, Slim Shady, and one Foxy ass Lady. Reppin' real music flowin' from an honest place. Keepin' true to who we are, how we're feeling, what we're seeing around us and the way we react to it. Everything New Beat Fund is done 100% by New Beat Fund. No need for specificity. So vibe some tunes, whether you're coolin' with your gurl or partying with your friends, this is for you. Have a good time, that's what we're doing. Thanx for donating. Peace.  #NBF #($)($)($)

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