Off of our self-titled 'EP' available on Band Camp, iTunes and, Amazon, oh my!

There's this girl that I know who puts braids in her hair 
Her heart's in the south when there's frost in the air 
She don't know if she's staying, she's destined to leave 
But she likes my playing so I want to believe 

She puts on his records and closes her eyes 
Her hands move in motion to the sounds of his cries 
And she knows he is broken but she'd still have his ring 
Cause she'd pick up his pieces as long as he sings 
She'd pick up his pieces as long as he sings 

Oh why, oh why do I trust this heart of mine? 
It's been fooled in the past and I don't think it's different this time 
Oh why, oh why, do I want to believe? 
My hands are too spoken and my love is naive 

The wine is much sweeter than the bread that is served 
And she is much kinder than the man she deserves 
Cause she knows all the songs her mom used to play 
Hoping to sing to her weakness one day 

Oh why, oh why do I trust this heart of mine? 
It's been fooled before and I don't think it's different this time 
Oh why, oh why, do I want to believe? 
My hands are too spoken and my love is naive 

Men only suffer when they think alone 
A blackbird in a cage would like nice on his thrown 
But there are men who best me who know birds are to fly 
And he is the dirt, where I am the sky 
He is the dirt, where I am the sky

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Blackbird In A Cage

I’ll start stitching those seams 
just under my skin 
so sure they’ll break away again  I’d lean way out over if this rail will hold
And rise up right into the cold 
Are you out there? 
Bones exposed? 
Upside the mountain. 
Your eyes are closed. 
 Are you diving off the side? 
To test you courage. 
To keep in stride? 
With those birds up high. 

And will you be my Ironwood Tree?
 I hear the sirens out loud 
there’s a fire in your soul 
You could burn us down or light up the way 

With love your heart it might sway 
But never go still 
like the leaves falling from the tree on the hill 
You feel the pressure subside in the blink of an eye 
You can see the world open up and give in  It all calls for a toast off the shores of a coast 
Where the rhythm of the waves keeps you alive 

And will you be my Ironwood Tree?


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Ironwood Tree

The new single 'Think About You' out NOW!! 

Watch the stop motion music video here : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvmUpjmWV-E

Download Now :  https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/id1001156725

Think About You - Single

http://apple.co/1GcpdKp

we've been down this road
nothing new up there 
went so fast we broke out of control
broke beyond repair
the crash was me and you
a million cuts and fears
the story's old its old old old
how did we get here

don't waste my time
by calling me back into your broken promise
i know its a trap
don't waste my time
by calling me back 
i said what i needed to say
don't waste, don't waste my time

the devil that you know
seduced by cheap affairs
you love to lose control
when someone else is there
but you would never do
with make up and pretend
and i'd do anything to be that dumb again

don't waste my time
by calling me back into your broken promise
i know its a trap
don't waste my time
by calling me back 
i said what i needed to say
don't waste, don't waste my time

Don't Waste My Time

Acoustic version of our song "Fine By Me"

Fine By Me (Acoustic Sessions)

Debut full length album out 2/7/16 via Ubiquity Project Records

Silence Breaks My Fall

On February 22nd, 2014, Ian Randall Thornton released his debut EP “End Where You Begin”, a six track continuous song series about the beauty and difficulty of love in the context of change, life, and death. This soulful folk record is a journey of breathtaking tension and release. Intricate, heartfelt acoustic guitar and Ian’s rich baritone blend with tasteful string arrangements and other instruments that seem to enter and exit like a brilliantly choreographed play. Poetic and descriptive lyrics draw you into a cinematic narrative that feels like a good conversation flowing from layer to layer of the weighty topic. For such a lofty conceptual album it remains approachable, human and personal while leaving the listener feeling enriched, embraced and contemplative.
credits
released February 22, 2014 

Album credits 
Produced by - Ian Randall Thornton and Ryan Meadows 
Engineered by - Ryan Meadows and Junior Favela at collector studios
Mixed by - Jonathan Santana 
Mastered by - Matt Ruckle 
Photography by - Randall Thornton 
Graphic design by - Manny Gonzalez 
Songs written and arranged by - Ian Randall Thornton 


Instrumentalists 
Electric guitar - Gabe Rosenfarb 
Drums - Jacob Dyer 
Violin - Jessi Hunt 
Violin and viola - Jenni Hunt 
Piano - Junior Favela 
Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, upright bass, ukulele and vocals - Ian Randall Thornton

End Where You Begin

Suffer Not

We’re a Scandinavian band based in Berlin, WeKings. 
You could say our music exists on the axis of big city life,  and our longing for nature, family, feeling connected as humans - home.  

Halfhearted Prayers is about being a 100% present and taking things all the way. Making our own luck. No excuses. It's easy to blame society for our shortcomings but if we all take a close look at ourselves, we have more power than we sometimes think.

TRAVELLING PHONE
As we all miss our Scandinavian homelands, living in Berlin, we have sent a phone to Oslo, Norway. 
It is now taking a road trip on its own, handed from one person to the next, while sending pictures back to us via Instagram.

Follow its journey via:		Instagram.com/wekingsmusic
1 minute video for an impression: 	youtu.be/Roi1G5s2mWU

WEKINGS ONLINE
instagram.com/wekingsmusic
facebook.com/wekingsmusic 
www.wekings.dk 

CONTACT:
WEKINGSBERLIN@GMAIL.COM

Halfhearted Prayers

HALFHEARTED PRAYERS

03 Won't Let You Down Again

Listen on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2HXDK8J 
Tour Dates: www.timmcnary.com
Instagram: www.instagram.com/mcnarymusic
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Lonely Tonite takes a stab at the back and forth that accompanies many break-ups.

While We Are Waking

Lonely Tonite - Tim McNary

Aurah feat Thomas Hien "Wake Up"

Land of the Living Official Release- May 29th. 

There comes a time in every man’s life when he must question the principles of his culture, his community, and his ancestors. Some may ignore the questions, while others, particularly artists, wrestle with them until something new and lasting is formed from the struggle. Shortly written after the death of his father, Matthew Perryman Jones’ latest record, Land of the Living is a courageous personal Odyessey through life’s most troubled waters of love and loss, and communicates the process by which we grieve, and the fight to find restored hope.The writing process of Land of the Living was an intense wringing of words, emotions, and melody from the rags of Jones’ solitude, but are an account of his truth found in the pain.

His first full length album since 2008, Land of the Living was produced by Cason Cooley (Katie Herzig) and is set to be released on May 29th. The record could not have found a better birthplace than the elusive bohemian studio in Round Top, Texas, where it was recorded. The studio itself was made from a 1700’s Amish farmhouse, is surrounded by vast land and skies, and haunted by a woman the band came to call Sarah.  Matthew slept in a teepee outside the studio for the week the band recorded.  The short time span forced them to “trust our gut and bring our very best to the table.” 

For this record, Matthew decided to entrust the fate of his musings to the ones most likely to connect with it: his fans. In just thirty days Matthew’s “tribe” contributed $26,000 to fund the creation of the album. “Going into making this record supported by fans inspired me in a whole new way. It really awakened the sense of why I went into music in the first place-creating a meaningful connection with people through music.”

Inspiration also came in the form of the writings of Rumi, the letters of Vincent Van Gogh to his brother Theo (from which the title Land of the Living was taken), and Federico Garcia Lorca, who wrote about the idea of Duende—loosely translated as a heightened sense of emotion, expression, and authenticity in art, and particularly, in music.

In each song there is a sense of wandering in the desert and wrestling with the angels.  “Waking up the Dead” conveys the transition from mourning to once again feeling passionate about life. “I want to dance on fire and be born again” is Jones’ earnest mantra. Matthew mirrors the poetry of Leonard Cohen when he sings, “You stand in the water with your arms crossed, groaning hallelujah.”  In “Oh Theo,” he grasps Van Gogh’s artistic and spiritual struggle saying, “My heart was still unknown, I was drunk and full of sorrows. I was longing for a home with nowhere to go.” 

Perhaps the crux of the record’s struggle can be heard on “Cancion de la Noche”, or “Song of the Night.”  Echoes of Daniel Lanois’ mysticism float in the mournful guitars and full, round drums. He sings, “I was alone in the water, deep in the water, where did you go? Oh the light is in disguise, breaking slowly, pull me close and I will push you away.”

A response to “Cancion de la Noche”, is the song “The Angels Were Singing”, which delves into Jones’ grief over the recent loss of his father.  As if in a Flannery O’ Connor short story, he says, “I started running to feel more alive, to wake up my senses that slowly had died . . . each tear was a chorus, a sacred reprise, and I finally was grieving that long goodbye.”  

Is the pain we encounter in loss worth living and loving to the fullest?  In no way a trite answer to the question, the title and last track on Matthew Perryman Jones’ philosophical record gives us a resounding yes.  “You cannot love in moderation, you’re dancing with a dead man’s bones.  Lay your soul on the threshing floor. . . I am coming home.”  And as Rumi said, and Jones has shown us to be true through the journey of Land of the Living, “A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.”



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