Tangerine Soul

Walking the line between intimate bedroom pop and an arena anthem, ‘Scar’ marks the beginning of the band’s most ambitious chapter to date.

Scar

show me how
show me when
you haunt me

show yourself
show us where
you haunt me

i can take
one small break
to please you

i can talk
for the two
of us

one small reason

one small reason to leave you now
one small reason to leave you now

take it to
someone royal
or free

take me to
someone loyal
i dont believe

one small reason to leave you now
one small reason to believe you now
one small reason to come back to

and i cant imagine anything different
not you
and i cant imagine anything different from you
i cant imagine anyone different from you
i cant imagine anyone different but you

one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now

What's One More Reason To Leave?

"Lonely Age"

Drifting through life, full of vacant replies
Wandering lost, like a motherless child
Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Wanna look away, go back to sleep
Accept defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Once I could say, I was willing to try
Seeking the source, for a meaningful life
Now I pretend, just to claim I belong
Safely in step, with the vacuous throngs

Heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop and joined the troops,
A simple sleuth
Reporting from the lonely age now

Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Try to look away and, go back to sleep
Admit defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Caught in a lie, that I’d gladly concede
Choosing a side, isn’t easy for me

Cause heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Threw the coup, negotiated truth’s abatement

(Patrick Bateman)

And heaven knows we’d never make it
So pathetic that we ever tried to fake it
Graduates of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop, and joined the troops
Still put to use, consulting for the lonely age now

Written by Christian Carpenter and Derek Barber
Recorded by Robert Shelton at Tiny Telephone in Oakland, CA
Mixed by Jake Aron
Mastered by Bijan Sharifi 

Christian Carpenter: Vocals, Electric Bass, OBX, Dx7, Drum Machine Programming, Eventide H910 live effects processing
Anthony Ferraro: ARP 2600, Hammond B3 Organ, Studiologic Sledge 
Derek Barber: Slide Electric Guitar
Mark Clifford: Vibraphones
Andrew Maguire: Bongos, Shaker
Geneva Harrison: Drums

Nihilist funk indie groover with insightful, precise lyrics, hooky choruses, and crafty word-play.

Lonely Age

"Laniakea" traces the vast gravitational highway that binds our local universe — not as something distant, but as a living presence. It's a meditation on the cosmic web that holds galaxies in its flow, where dark matter moves unseen and ancient forces shape eternity. A song for those who feel the pull of the great unknown, and dare to follow it.

Threads of light

Laniakea

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Jangle Pop, Shoegaze, Bedroom Pop, Indie Rock, Indie, Alternative

The Dress Rehearsal

the dress rehearsal

UNDERWATER

Before You Go

Invisible Man MIX 1

Need To Know

Vagabond

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