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Roadtrip

Darkness

Mirah's Gold Rush from Changing Light. Album out May 13.

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Mirah - Gold Rush

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Hard Believer

Shakespeare

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'I Remember' Lyrics: 

I remember when we were skin and bone, tough and cruel  
But bruises brown and fade away
Trinkets in a coat pocket stolen from kids at school
Burned a hole and fed a shame

Someone should have told you that you'd always have a place to go
Uh oh I thought you would have known  
Someone should have told you that you'd never find yourself alone
Uh oh, we lost you to the snow  

I remember when we would hang about in hollow trees  
New sounds, sitting smoking leaves
Walking past boarded up windows gets you down
Sh*t town, knew you couldn't breathe  

Someone should have told you that you'd always have a place to go
Uh oh I thought you would have known  
Someone should have told you that you'd never find yourself alone
Uh oh, we lost you to the snow  

Or maybe you climbed out after all  
I didn't wait around to see you fall
Found you on facebook soft and warm
You must have known it. You must have known it
You must have known it. You must have known it

Saint Saviour - I Remember

Release Date : 23rd February 2015

Grasscut, the duo of Andrew Phillips and Marcus O’Dair, return in February with a new single, Curlews/September Night’s Sky – the first single from the band’s forthcoming third album, Everyone Was A Bird, to be released by Lo Recordings in May 2015. 

Whilst first performed in collaboration with the Kronos Quartet to over 4,000 people in a warehouse in Poland, Curlews origins lie much closer to home. It’s meditative piano intro, soaring strings and sense of open skies and distant horizons inspired by the British coastline. “I’d started it on the train from Birmingham to Wales,” say Phillips, “and as I reworked it later for the album the music, especially the piano and string rhythms, kept pulling me back back to the Mawddach Estuary. I kept stripping layers and layers away, till eventually the melody, mood, and words were exposed – like they'd always been there.”

“The poet Harriet Tarlo cautions against the lazy use of ornithological metaphors for human emotion, but watching the curlews on the estuary, I really thought: this is me, digging around in the mud till I find it. I hope that's not lazy.”

That sense of place and belonging resonates throughout much of Grasscut’s work, and the forthcoming album features liner notes from the renowned landscape writer Robert Macfarlane. 

Alongside Curlews comes September's Night Sky, a story of a spring equinox in the Southern Hemisphere. Scored by fragmented keyboards, guitars and sweeping strings it brings to mind the sense of both majesty and fragility that a starry night can inspire.

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Curlews

In the earliest days of Mu —
before temples, before resonance machines, before sound had learned its own name —
the air itself could hum.

It was not yet music.
It was motion: the trembling of waves inside the fog,
the slow shimmer of dawn above the still lagoons.

The people of Mu never called it anything.
They simply listened.

They believed that every drop of rain carried its own melody,
and when water touched another surface,
it remembered how to sing.

Children held out their hands to the rain,
catching the sound as if it were a living thing made of breath and echo.

They called those moments naive reveries —
not because they were simple,
but because they did not yet know themselves.

Sound did not try to become a song.
It simply existed —
until silence folded it gently back into itself.

At dusk, when the sky turned pale gold and the ocean mirrored the leaving sun,
some would sit by the sleeping waves and play loops from air —
small circles of tone born from wind, shells, glass reeds.

Each loop repeated until it faded, like foam returning to the sea.
None sounded the same, and none were ever finished.
They would say:
the sound of vanishing is the sound of return.

Many cycles later, when Mu was half-forgotten,
its languages scattered into whispers and static,
those naive reveries were found again — faint recordings hidden in stone and salt.

They still sounded fragile, as if shy about existing.
No one dared to fix them.
They were left untouched — small loops of time,
created before meaning, before creation knew itself.

Now, if you listen closely, those sounds awaken once more —
not as compositions, but as memories that belong to no one.

They rise like bubbles underwater — slow, luminous,
forming circles that dissolve into each other.

They have nothing to tell.
They only remind:
once, long ago,
the world made music by accident.

Mu never composed —
it only breathed.

And its breath became a song.

- Echo That Breathes

I found a wave in the grass,
kept it safe inside a glass.
In the morning it began —
Mu was breathing once again.



- The Quiet Orbit

Fog is soft, I touch and taste,
like the sea that lost its face.
Somewhere deep my dream still hums,
made of names and little drums.



- Liquid Memory

Water speaks in fragile tone,
like a language made of bone.
Caught a word — it tried to flee,
now it hums inside of me.



- Veil of Aether

The wind forgot the ground below,
it hummed where only echoes go.
I tried to catch its silver skin —
and felt the quiet breathe me in.



- Voice Beneath Water

Shadow dancing on the wall,
knows the shape of spring and fall.
“Who are you?” I asked in awe —
“I’m the pause in what you saw.”



- Minor Garden

If you pour a drop in heart,
tiny circles will restart.
Mu will pass and leave no clue —
just a silence shining through.



- Axis of Return

I asked clouds where dreams are kept,
they said, “Under what has slept.”
Mu then whispered, “Look, it’s near —
on the back of folded year.”



- Light Through Salt Veins

Caught a beam of silver light,
lost it quick into the night.
Mu said softly, “Let it be —
you will shine enough for me.”



- Glass Recalling Air

I forgot the name of sound,
but it follows me around.
When I stop, it stops to too —
when I move, it whispers “Mu.”



- Rising Through Mirrors

Rain was whispering to me,
like a voice beneath the sea.
“I’m with Mu,” I said aloud,
and dissolved into a cloud.



- Child of the Wave

The sea was small inside my hand,
it whispered, “Do not understand.”
I let it go — it stayed instead,
and built a garden in my head.



- Unwritten Spiral

I just cried for no real cause,
Mu said, “Keep it — never pause.
Tears are sounds that make you true,
round and gentle, just like dew.”



- Echo That Dreams

In my sleep I saw some noise,
made of water, dust, and toys.
Mu was laughing: “You’re not two —
you’re my echo, dreaming too.”

“The world once sang and never knew.”


Liquid Memory

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Other Lives - No Trouble (Buzzsession)

Patrick Watson - Sky Dancing

Hooray for Love by Sarah Jaffe

The album "The Breakout" by Montreal Alternative Folk Band "Will Driving West". 
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Thieves

Brent Arnold: cello, producer
Adam Haggar: engineer
Recorded at La Cour Dieu and Audiofriction HQ

Empty Castles (Brent Arnold No Widows refracted)

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Invisible man

Xenia Kriisin - Firearms

Xenia Kriisin - Vocals, Zither, bass pedal
Johan Hjalmarsson - Drums
Karin Verbaan - Vocals
Lina Larsson - Vocals
Hannah Shermis - Vocals
Maja Jerneborg - Vocals

Music/lyrics by Xenia Kriisin
Produced/mixed by Johan Hjalmarsson
Mastered by Hans Olsson

Single Release date 25th of April 2013
Label: Luxury

Xenia Kriisin - Firearms

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Patrick Watson - Sky Dancing

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