Big Picture

Half Finished

i wanted to make some changes to the general arrangement as well as make a potentially higher quality version of this song. I would appreciate opinions on whether you liked the original or this one more, as I plan to put one of them on Spotify soon!

bones version 2

Billboards (explicit)

Peach Juice

Chasin' the Sun by Keri Johnson

Those summer nights when, hope was dancing in the wind

We were wonder reaching, remember how it felt?

Those first tender moments, do you remember when we met?

We were just children, on the edge of innocence

Waiting for the morning to come- all that's left undone

And while we were chasing the sun, we didn't have to rush

If only we knew then what we know now- tell our younger selves

While we were chasing the sun, we didn't have to rush

Back then we were running, when the minutes felt like years

We were freedom searching, climbing higher than our fears

Seeds fast sewing, some like letters never sent

Time recaptured, when we made the longest wish

And while we were chasing the sun, we didn't have to rush

If only we knew then what we know now- tell our younger selves

While we were chasing the sun, we didn't have to rush

Keri Johnson's Album

Chasing the Sun

LYRICS:

Sun high, dead July
Sleep with open windows
Your scent still on my skin 
It hasn’t been so long 
But I'm learning all your angles
Play them over like a good song

Got it bad, cinematic banter, heavy breathing
Say you’re happy here
Think I believe it 
But I’m careful when we’re kissing
Still waiting for permission 

Your hands drip gold
Over me until I glow
You grin, I fold
But I’m getting tired of laying low
Each time you call home
Tell me, does your mama know? 

Neon, turn you on
Leaving after midnight
My birthday in your phone
I know your friends by name
So it isn’t far to wonder
Do you talk about me the same?

Your hands drip gold
Over me until I glow
You grin, I fold
But I’m getting tired of laying low
Each time you call home
Tell me, does your mama know?

Tell me, does your mama
Tell me, does your mama 

No pressure 
Slow and measured 
I know what I said but listen
Close for comfort 
Who will run first 
I am done for 
I am done for 

I am done for
I am done for
I am done for
I am done for
I am done for
I am done for
I...

Your hands drip gold
Tell me, does your mama know? 
Each time you call home
Tell me, does your mama...

Call Home

Written and performed by by The Trusted (Tom Cunningham, Dale Holt Mead, Finlay Cunningham, David Batchelor)

Produced and Mixed by Rees Broomfield
Mastered by Doug van Sloun

Release date:
22nd September 2023
P-line:
℗ The Trusted

Marrow

hinterland

a bad dream from an old life

Ed Prosek, Portair and Driftwood Choir - a bad dream from an old life

Collaboration with Monikajee (voc) http://www.youtube.com/@Vegamon and Michael (luke74 - git) https://on.soundcloud.com/8YjA8
Lyrics: The Mahamrityunjaya Mantra
oṃ tryámbakaṃ yajāmahe sugandhíṃ puṣṭi-vardhánam
urvārukam íva bandhánān mṛtyor mukṣīya mā 'mṛtā́t

Jai Ram - collab with Monikajee & Michael

Quarter Century

Born in Boston and based in New York, Paola Bennet is a singer-songwriter balancing at the intersection of rock, pop, and folk. Her work hinges on gut-punch lyricism, with subjects ranging from chronic pain to long-distance friendships and queer desire. Her releases include two original EPs, Maybe The Light (2021) and The Shoebox EP (2016). She has been highlighted by music tastemakers including Obscure Sound, Glasse Factory, Wolf in a Suit, and ParaPOP.

http://paolabennet.com

Call Home

Paola Bennet

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