'Kitchen Sink' is the upcoming EP by Manchester born, Berlin based producer/vocalist Sable.  Trapped in Berlin over Christmas, far away from family and friends, the tracks explore feelings of alienation, political & social frustration, and finding joy in those around you. Moving from tongue-in-cheek to deeply confessional, they capture the full scope of being 23: madly in love with the world, and deeply angry at its flaws.

Production/writing: Sable
Additional percussion: Mike Monaghan
Mixing: Jane Arnison
Mastering: Queer Ear Mastering

Maggie

Maggie (Hedchef's Splintered Remix)

Sable - Maggie (Hedchef's Splintered Mix)

Written, produced and performed by Sable
Additional percussion by Mike Monaghan
Mixed by Grace Banks
Mastered by Enyang Urbiks

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Manchester-born, Berlin-based artist, Sable, takes a leap into the world of pop with her latest self-produced single, ‘Long Hot Summer’. Drawing on a love for the likes of Caroline Polachek, Christine and the Queens, and classic pop icon Robyn, she pairs glossy electronic instrumentation with chirpy percussion, taking a step away from the dark, post-dub inspired beats of her debut EP.

“The past year has been characterised by these strange tensions. On the one hand, we can see our loved ones again, dance in a room full of total strangers and sing together at last. On the other, there is a seemingly never ending string of crises and uncertainty looming over our heads. I wanted to write a track that encapsulated that mismatch - something you can dance to and sing at the top of your lungs, without ignoring how bizarre it is to want that in the face of so much chaos,” says Sable.

Long Hot Summer

Following up the success of her debut self-produced EP, "Kitchen Sink", Berlin-based Sable takes a leap into the world of pop music with her latest single, "Long Hot Summer". Drawing on a love for the likes of Caroline Polachek, Christine and the Queens, and classic pop icon Robyn, she pairs glossy electronic instrumentation with chirpy percussion, taking a step away from the dark, post-dub inspired beats of her earlier tracks.

The single comes with 2 remixes from emerging electronic producer/DJs Ineffekt and GoodMostlyBad. 

Hailing from the Netherlands, Ineffekt takes influence from all over, most notably art pop and experimental hiphop, as well as hints from a new wave of colorful electronica that has been developing in recent years. His latest release, "Catch the Sun / A Blackbird Rose" came out on Intercept in April 2022. GoodMostlyBad is a DJ, producer and radio host based in Doha. Her productions are a realm of intimate thoughts, discoveries, and experiences of a woman navigating through life on her terms.

Long Hot Summer (Ineffekt's Dawning Mix)

Writing + production: Sable
Drums: Mike Monaghan
Mix: Grace Banks
Master: Queer Ear Mastering

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Lyrics:

I could wrap you up
I could call you mine
I could

I could pull a gun
I could draw a line
I could

I could decide tonight that no-one ever sees me again
Set the walls alight and let the last thought tear through my brain

I could choose someone other than myself for once
Call your bluff next time you say I'm good enough
I could fling the windows wide to hear the bells for once
I could let you see me cry so you could help for once

I could ask for you to stay
I could ask for them to go
I could sit with you for hours
Right here in our little home
I could, but I won't
I could, you know I won't
I could, I could, I could

I could play the saint
All dressed in white
I could

I could talk in tones
Bring you back to life
I could

I could decide tonight that I won't ever make you angry again
Take the weight of my words and cast them back till they fall on my head

I could be someone other than myself for once
Call your bluff next time you yell I'm good enough
I could paint my face up nice and be the girl you want
Could just let you see me cry so you can help for once

I could ask for you to stay
I could ask for them to go
I could sit with you for hours
Right here in our little home
I could, but I won't
I could, you know I won't
I could, I could, I could

Ooh remember running mental laps around my heart
Ooh as the sun reflected petals through your yard
Ooh remember when I wouldn't speak
And still you thought I was
The type of pain you need
Ooh remember just how close you flew up to the sun to try and reach me
Now everyday we find another little way to hate each other
And each time you stay I find another fucking reason
I've realised
That I just can't
Live without you

Madwoman In The Attic

Writing + production: Sable
Drums: Mike Monaghan
Mix: Grace Banks
Mastering: Queer Ear Mastering

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Lyrics:

I don't wanna walk into this with my eyes closed
But her smile has me feeling kinda wistful
Like I lost too many years to care

I love the way she dresses like the world is falling backwards
And the only way to live is to be reckless
Like she's compelling you to smile if you dare

Money on the outside
Hardy on the in
When she kissed me I cried
And she answered with a grin
Middle of the dancefloor
Smiling through the tears
She's the one I adore
Now she's the only thing I fear

I found my self esteem round the back of my friend's house
Drinking tinnies till the neighbours call the boys round
Walking home as the sun appears

Windows splitting up the party into boxes
Made a front row for the scene of my first kiss
Gave a bow as the night broke out into cheers

Money on the outside
Hardy on the in
When she kissed me I cried
And she answered with a grin
Middle of the dancefloor
Smiling through the tears
She's the one I adore
Now she's the only thing I fear
Tripping over my words
Never quite sure
How to be the type of
Person she'll endure
I hope she treats me softly
And when she lets me down
I hope that she'll think fondly of the creature that she found

Heart attacks from holding hands
And waiting for her texts to land
Playing pool as best I can
With rolled up sleeves and farmer's tans
The longest summer I ever had
Thin white sheets and broken fans
Seeing each night through the lens
Of being drunk in love
If I never had a happy life
At least I can say that I tried
To throw myself into the kinds
Of situations that inspire
The songs I sing at 25
That capture hope with all my might
I gave them to the open sky
And love without ever asking why
Oh why

Money on the outside
Hardy on the in
When she kissed me I cried
And she answered with a grin
Middle of the dancefloor
Smiling through the tears
She's the one I adore
Now she's the only thing I fear
Tripping over my words
Never quite sure
How to be the type of
Person she'll endure
I hope she treats me softly
And when she lets me down
I hope that she'll think fondly of the creature that she found

Emily

Writing + production: Sable
Drums: Mike Monaghan
Guitar: Chris Barker
Mix: Grace Banks
Master: Queer Ear Mastering

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Lyrics:

I keep one eye on a pale moon rising and the other searching for the sea
Hulking great towers looming over London cut the light as you rage for me
You treat kisses like a currency
To buy a pass for bad behaviour
You think that pain is the price for ecstasy
Cash it in now, you can save mine for later

And I tried to keep you off my mind
But you said you weren't alright
And I couldn't keep from rushing back

Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again
Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again

I keep half my heart back home in Manchester, the other half right under your heel
Late night your spotlight shines into my eyes and I hardly feel real
How you gonna, how you wanna, how you gonna treat me like that
How you gonna, how you wanna, how you gonna keep me like that
How you gonna, how you wanna, how you gonna treat me like that no
Keep me like that no
Treat me like that

Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again
Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again
Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again
Now you want to dance with me, boy
Now you want to dance with me again

Dedalus

Writing + production: Sable
Drums: Mike Monaghan
Mix: Grace Banks
Master: Queer Ear Mastering

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Lyrics:

My body doesn't feel like my body
My skin doesn't sit right
Lick my lips, feel the kiss of the cold wind
Skipping cracks in the pavement
Couldn't handle seven years of bad luck again
Another penny in the pocket of the big man
Another day lost to someone else's great plan
Another way in which I can't seem to get my head screwed on right
I've been dreaming of the summertime
The kind you lose when you hit 25
Full of blank slates and great debates
And kissing strangers in the moonlight
Oh I just wanna write songs in the summertime
Just wanna find a way not to waste my life

Interlude

Writing + production: Sable
Drums: Mike Monaghan
Guitar: Chris Barker
Mix: Grace Banks
Master: Queer Ear Mastering

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Lyrics:

A picture of Madonna gazing down at her little boy
Even when I was sixteen I knew it was the only thing that would bring me joy
Now the world is hurtling towards some fiery end
I couldn't bear to see my little girl cry so I bury it in a haze of cigarettes

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

Two step beat and I'm fine again
Know how to trick my mind with a little foresight
Heart only breaks every now and then
I know I'll be alright if I dance until I die
It's sustainable in a city like Berlin
Where everyone pretends they're 25
(and the nights keep us alive)
Two steps back I die again
Her face creeps back behind my eyes

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

I say I couldn't give up the freedom
I say I want to dance until I die
I say I couldn't give up the freedom
But two steps back I die again
Her face behind my eyes again

Madonna

Written & produced by Sable
Add. drums by Mike Monaghan
Lapsteel guitar by Carla Hockl
Mixed by Tomas Greenhalf
Mastered by Kevin Tuffy at Manmade Mastering

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Lyrics:

Three years
Hardly sleeping without you
Never dreamed
You wouldn't see yourself sticking around
Maybe
I'll end up healing without you
But foolishly
I thought you'd die before you let me down

I just want
I just
I just want you to see yourself in me
I just want
I just
I just want you to see yourself with me

Ooh I just want
To tear through all the layers and
Start again
Expose your thin skin
Let us feel the flush of innocence
I just
Wanna take a nail and
Crack your head
Flip the lid so I can finally understand you

I just want
Ooh I just
Ooh I just
I just

I just want
I just
I just want you to see yourself in me
I just want
I just
I just want you to see yourself with me

It felt like two astronauts got caught without a link
And then I watched you cut the cord, and float off aimlessly
What the hell'd we do this for, got wrapped up in between
The feeling that you'd gotten bored and I'd stopped listening
Tell me what you want

I Just

Electronic producer, songwriter & vocalist. Made in Manchester, based in Berlin.

Sable

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