LYRICS:
You are way up there
Far away from earthly feelings
Drifting in and out

Admiring whatever
Is out there
Taking you so very far
Away from us

Can it be that much better
Can't you communicate
The distraction
This obsession
Is this just your fate

Or is it just that you're so different
Because you are so different
Than anything I've ever seen before

My Space Girl
You're in front of me
Yet you obviously
Are many moons away from Earth
Thought about climbing aboard
Your spacecraft

To be just like you
And with you
In a place where I would finally understand
What's so good about up there

But I'm bound to where I was born
And you were born in a lovely universe
But in a galaxy not near mine
But you'll be fine
Alone there
So alone

My Space Girl
I'll let you drift away
I'll let you go
To where you are true
And belong to the stars
Out there
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs ONE-TAKE KITCHEN POP DEMOS,
unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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Drifting In And Out

LYRICS:
I'm sitting in the corner seat
Of a late-night lounge
Slow tap my feet
As the lady sings my favorite brand
Of smokey, smokey blues

She moves so very tenderly
Wearin' blue velvet dress
Swayin' jewelry
And I'm feeling too good for
Anyone to understand
How I feel inside these bones
Feel inside this skin

Gazin' straight, gold'n saxophone
I feel so full, but I'm all alone
How could anything feel so right
Rhythm's clean and tight

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what-I-know

No one's around
To hear the sound
Of sweet jazzy fueled improvisation

Well ...
There's an old guy sittin' at the bar
Could be me in 30 years
Drinkin' too much scotch
Downs a couple of beers

I know it all too well
That one day could be me
But no troubles tonight
Sweet blues in the air
Lady wearing velvet
For us, no despair

We're going to be all right
Everybody needs a good tonight
To feel comfortable inside your bones
To feel good beneath the sun

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what I know
That's just what I know
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Blue Velvet Lounge

LYRICS:
In the quiet hush, TJ Maxx at night
In a sea of luggage, saw a curious sight
Taylor sits on bags, piled high
Guitar in hand beneath retail sky

Silent shelves, empty cashier tills
Melodies soar, inspiration spills
Lyrics crafted in the calm of store
Her heart so pure
New beats to explore

Discount tags
And leather cases

Echoes of tunes
Finding their spaces

Imagination thrives
In a secret scene

Taylor pens songs
In a store serene

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She paused her song
And looked at me
Like Juliet
In that 'Love Story'

The words she said
They had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

Unseen by all, this sweet genius girl
Creating magic luggage
Writing songs like pearls

Taylor looked away
In a world of her own
Crafting melodies
Where dreams are sewn

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She played her song
Looking straight at me
I'm Romeo
TJ's 'Love Story'

The words she said
They just had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

With courage ablaze
I approached her side

Sharing my wish
A request with pride

Taylor include in your chorus line
"TJ's Love. Let its brilliance shine."

She paused, her eyes sparkling bright
A smile forming, a spark of delight
Said in my chorus
Those words shall play
A nod to this night
In its own special way

Grateful to her
Offered space to create
In the store's quietude
Her art permeates

Taylor smiled
Her heart in song
Left her to linger 
Where TJ's love belongs
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Sweet Dreaming Swift

LYRICS:
Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

Now night time, the night falls
And we feel, we don't belong
We can't reside in this forest tonight

It's night here
It's nightfall
And we feel
We don't belong
We can't reside in this woodland tonight

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight

Their eyes stare
With venom
And sharp fangs
While ravens
Begin to form a darkening cloud of fear

And with sadness
We turn back
But feel nature pull us
Then plunge our bodies
Straight into their path

Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight
Tonight
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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The Mystery of Shadows

To Fall Asleep

You Say You Won't

'Five Films' celebrating the work of the late, great actor John Cazale.  

Released on the 2nd February 2024. All instruments played, recorded and mixed by Stefan Gordon.

Five Films

LYRICS:
I hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let us all damn be...
So happy in your shelter belt
Bring Dakota back to me

Been hard for us to
Wake up this December
The coffee pot is brewing hot
But-it's-hard-for-us, remember'n

The Happy Days
Of springtime here
When meadowlarks
Fly free

Just call us when it's supper time
We'll hibernate
Like grizzly bears
And waste these months away
Waste these months away

My Becca's got the worst of it
She's curled in the basement chair
And everything I say to her
Seems to drift her far away

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Our hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let my Becca be...

The girl that I remember
Who made fairy wings
Like butterflies
And had no cares, in the world
Freely spread her love on me

But that was back in June
So I hope it gets here soon
Rebecca loves the month of June
So hope it gets here soon

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy

Bring out those flickertail
...and let us all damn be

Season of the Bear

LYRICS:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
Not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay
My head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
That I might not last the day
And then you call me
And it's not so bad, not so bad

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last
And I'm soaking through and through
Then you handed me a towel
And all I see is you
And even if my house falls down now
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

I'm Home At Last

LYRICS:
I always knew that you were trouble
I always knew that you were...
No good for me

I stumbled into your world
Dancing like a stranger in the night
I knew it from the start
That this wouldn't be all right

You had that twisted smile
That ruled me in your devil spell
I guess that I must be the moth
And you are the flame from hell

Your love's like a dark alleyway
A place I never should have been
Yet I sadly wandered there
'Cause I couldn't resist your skin

You spoke in soft quiet riddles
I just played the fool
Now I'm hanging on the edge of love
A love that is so very cruel

I always knew that you were trouble
Stuck in my head

I always knew that you were
No good for me

Coffee-stained confessions
In those dim-lit fancy restaurants
You whispered your secret to me
And said you were my dying star

I always knew that you were trouble
I missed the warning sign

I always knew that you were
No good for me

You Were Trouble

LYRICS:
I found myself waking up last night
At 3:00am, in a stone cold wind
And I saw you there, saw you there
Even though I don't believe

I felt my body surrendering
To a warm embrace
Soft misty grace
Then I saw your face I know
That I saw your face
In the afterglow

My guardian reflection
Watching time stand still
A still-life image
We were mirroring
But how can you be real?
When you're so very far away

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
In the afterglow, the afterlife
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way in darkness

Beyond belief imagining
When faith dangles on this skeptic's wing
I thought I'd be so alone
But we may be alright
In the afterlife

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way
Still not sure I believe

In that still-life image I found myself
I was watching me
When the clock struck three
And god, I am okay
Even though you seem so far away

Maybe now you'll believe in me
Maybe finally I believe honestly
In the sweet hereafter
The afterglow
It's time to let us go

In the Afterglow

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Pop, Dreamwave & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "QUIRKPOP"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They both are extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Sweet Dreaming Swift

Sincere Imposter

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