up-tempo, folky countryesque. hope you enjoy

Please! Come closer!

And your father went to church every sunday night
after all the sinners had come
giving all the money he had
so that every single one would understand

And your mother was a free bird didnt want you to
become a sinner like the ones she´d had
saving all the money she had
so that you would be the one to understand

you went to school a year or so but then dropped out of it
cause you knew you would earn money while you sang
you acted cool a year or two but then you fell ofr it
and then forgot about the things you could have had

Please,come closer! How nice she sang, du du du du 

Noone dared to ask and noone dared to talk about
we all are full of guilt, the seven sins
spending all the money we have
and noone ever wants to understand

Became a star and they all loved you then all left you there
with their greedy smiles their trying to confess
they didnt know they didnt want to be forgiven so
and they forgot about the things you could have had
and they forgot about the things and now you re dead

Please come closer! How nice she sang. du dudu dudududu

Please! Come closer

A nice little Campfire song shuffling along. 

And here are Lyrics: 
THE MARCH BACK HOME
Without the dust of cars
Been here a week or so
with the sound of our guitars
and the farmers coming home
i ve been here once before
been here at the coast
where fishermen and pirates meet the sailors at the park.

and the dunes defending shield
spreads across the face
we run along the fields
watch a dancing shade
the talking here seems weird
but comfort gave the smiles
makes us feel at home at least for one week of the year.

And we go
we take the march back home
got no place else to go
And we know
we gotta take the march back home
got no place else to go

And the paths along the fields
the darkness growing old
and the patterns of the beach
tickling in our toes
and noone else could hear
noone else would know
that this time of the year we´ve got no other place to go. 

The March Back Home

The Final mix version of "Anecdotes"

A song about the winter and it s pessimism in the peoples heads. a song about not forgetting what was good before, even though at times not everything is perfect.

I tried something new rythmwise, changing from normal to halftime at some point. But you ll here what i mean. Also the first electirc guitar i ever used for my songs played by my dear Friend Lukas who also supports me at concerts.

Anecdotes
There were so many times, when i felt so tired
ready to throw it all away
sometimes i look inside and start off my mind
and here i am once again.
For a while i was trying, I was searching
for things that i dont get.
And if you wouldnt mind, i d tell you some kind
of anecdotes of earlier this year
Watching the sun go down
Each single day i d note that things have turned out good
Paddling on boats down lakes
and waterfalls I wont forget those afternoons
Chained to the oars working night shifts
while blisters look crack fireworks.
All the time on the streets i see dull lights
pending in the shade
and the people in the lines of the travel agencies
are psychopaths in camouflage
complaining constantly they are like me
but then remember me
and they remember me.... that i was......
watching the sun go down
each single day i d note that things have turned out good
paddling on boats down lakes and waterfalls
i won´t forget those afternoons

Anecdotes

New mix on " War " by smallfishrecordings uk!

THANK You so much JON!! For your skil and your patience ; ) 

www.smallfishrecordings.co.uk

war
Country Folk Pop Acoustic Guitar Indie

Red lights flash we see them come
vengeance what they seek
sending us to kingdom come
cause that is where we meet.

waltzing on the world today
thought you could escape
they come for us, they make us stay
for debts and loans we ow them cant repay.

lonely when the kindom comes
conquered lands, our homes are lost

tanks as big as mountains come
squalling with their hearts
vast n dauntin is the force
that creeps and tears the ones to blame apart

onely when the kindom comes

conquered lands, our homes are lost
pleas forgive,we beg you lord.
But he s unarmed and he cant talk

waltzing on the world today
think we cant escape

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War (mixed by Smallfishrecordings Uk)

Within the Hour

8 songs of the upcoming first full length studio Album " Visitors"

Its gonna be released on September 25th, 2010 and it has a total of 13 Songs produced by Eki Mas (Erdmöbel)

Prelisten the whole album at www.stereoinn.de

Tracklist: 
	
1.Nothing Wrong 03:58
2.The End of the Line 03:47
3.And Then We Could Hide 03:45
4.Claire 03:25
5.Crush 03:10
6.Sara 02:45
7.Welcome to the Sun 03:54
8.Friendless Lands 04:10
9.Tonight 03:34
10.Long Time Gone 03:40
11.Cars And Traffic Lights 03:18
12.St. John's 03:17
13.Something Strange 05:24


01 Nothing wrong

When pop music was young, it was best. So it's hardly surprising that it's the influences from those golden days of pop music that define the sound of STEREO INN.
STEREO INN's songs evoke memories of our parents' record collection that we all want to inherit some day: The Beatles are lined up next to the Beach Boys and the obligatory Dylan records. And in the eighties, the Housemartins also made it onto the shelf. Pop music from the sixties and eighties meets Folk-guitars and a classic Singer/Songwriter attitude. Two lead singers trade melodies like they've been sung to sleep by Brian Wilson himself as toddlers and you can't help but admit that these guys harmonize in a way only real friends can.
Accordingly, STEREO INN is not a band that wants to show off. Instead of grand gestures, their songs focus on real people and feelings, which is why it's so easy to connect. They do not stay away from melancholy, but, as the title of their new EP "The Morning Songs" suggests, when listening to this band you can be sure that in the end there's always a sunrise. 

01 Nothing wrong

Stereo Inn