Updated mix of a recent track:

Why do they go?
Where have they gone?
The wandering souls
And how, how long?

Look everywhere
High and low
Far and wide
Oh bring, bring them home

For we are all prodigal

Look for the pearls
The precious stones
Dig deep now
And bring, bring them home

For we are all prodigal
All, yes all prodigal

Where is the child?
Where did he go?
The little lamb
So far from home

Look everywhere
Follow every clue
Do not sleep
You know it is true

That we are all prodigal
All, all prodigal

Image by Melody Hanson

All Prodigal

New guitar and voice demo:

She comes bearing, and sharing
Her gifts for everyone
But we're all so wary, we barely
See her when she comes
What are we thinking, eyes blinking
Turning from the sun?
Let her light shine on down, do not run

She will banish the shadows, as she hallows
A brand new day
She's still rising, baptizing
The world with her rays
So why do we lie in this grave?
Why do we try to hide in the dark
And bury our hearts away?

She comes bearing, and sharing
Good gifts for everyone
Her circle unbroken, she's spoken
Will we respond?
And take our place in the sun?
And take a break from this race that we run?
And greet her face?

Image by Susan Wilkinson

She Still Rises

prod mix sfx by me

lost my phone n my charger
but im still getin paid
found myself in a trashbag
i put dat in tha trashcan
dey cant see me at all
yea bymyself fallin off
i swear its not a phase
i been made dat way
dont try2  1up me
boy u jus a wanabe
pull up a bladee type beat
pull up a fake monthly listeners on spotify
made by a loser wit2 much time
thought it was mine
no its not
u think i gaf
well do i ?
do i
yea do i
yea idk
its been 2 long
spent 2 long
time on my own
shes lettin me down
i need 2 let go
but i cant go away
wtf can i say
fuck money
still get paid
lowk ranaway
lowk im so fake
yea u made me dat way
fuck a hook its a verse
fuck it all not a first
do u see me on the floor
like before
fallin short
eyes wide shut n fckin dyin
yea mayb lyin
ab things i should not
fell in love but like fuck
y do i even give a fuck
all the things im sayin ion give a fuck
i mean bro weres the lie
im at the end of the line
shld prolly jus give up
shld get in line
fck a record deal
yewa i wont sign shit
ima b on my own shit
all the shi i do i flaunt it
fuck u bro i won b recorded
yea im sorry 4 everythin
say sike im fckin not
ill rewind my whole life
jus 2 do it all again
rewind my whole life
jus 2 punch u in the face
go back 2 the futurw
jus 2 spit on ur grave

end of the line (@bloodcryy_)

i flinch in the foreground and wince from the back 

I got purpose a plenty trip on the cracks

is it asking for trouble just not to be seen 

i'm the rust on the cog the ghost in the machine

I'm not perfectly conscious but I know what I've seen

Nothing very funny 

bout the beauty of a flower when it's sufferin

snip the leaves off kill the water throw confetti

I'm dancing in the glow cuz I'm ready

I'm the bloom that recalls the ache of the seed

I'm the root reaching earth, i fear what I feed

yeah the sun saw it all but he forgot my name

I’m the silence that speaks, the flow of the creeks

Nothing very funny

bout the beauty of a flower when it's sufferin

snip the leaves off kill the water throw confetti

I'm dancing in the glow cuz I'm ready

recorded/mixed on tascam model 16, squire telecaster/second hand bass thru pro co rat 2 fuzz pedal, clarinet, drums with jazz brush, roland keyboard for violin sound, vox triple tracked

Ache of the Seed

Half On The Bed

say yes (Elliott Smith cover)

Just sent this song to my main collaborator, Dan Lawonn (cello, guitar, keys) for further instrumental development, so I thought I'd share it in its stripped down state one last time:

Dream, dream, dream, oh dream my darling
Green, green, green the grass on your hill (on your hill)
You know I wish you all the world
If only it were up to me my girl

Dream, dream, dream, oh dream a star
You know in my eyes that's what, what you are (yes what you are)
Rain drops fall from storm clouds overhead
And you will be washed clean again and again

And this is my promise
This is my prayer
And my, my purpose
To see, see you there

Yes dream, dream, dream, oh dream my angel
Who knows how high you may fly (but oh you'll fly)
And you know I wish you all the world
And if it were up to me my girl
You'd have it, oh yes you would

And this is my promise
This is my prayer
And my, my purpose
To see, to lead you there
This is my promise
Now this is my prayer
Oh my purpose
To see, see you there

Dream, dream, dream oh dream

Image by Melody Hanson

This Is My Promise

Elliott Smith cover recorded on cassette via tascam 414 mkii

No Confidence Man (Elliott Smith cover)

Elenore by Submarine Crew

Written and produced by Andrew Millar
Mastered by Shawn Joseph

Elenore

Elenore - Alternative Mix by Submarine Crew

Written and recorded by Andrew Millar
Mixed by Joe Burgess
Mastered by Shawn Joseph

Elenore - Alternative Mix

"you sound like a shittier Nick Drake" 27 y/o musician and producer from Illinois, dabbled in punk bands, electronic goth, experimental pop, noise rock. currently mostly focused on singer-songwriter stuff. 
everything i upload here is recorded in analog with a tascam 414 mkII on cassette.   

https://ijmorrison.bandcamp.com/ 

projects include:
the statistix 
Aging
Stay Home 
IJ Morrison and the Heat Death of the Universe
Live Sex Acts 

Here you will find little acoustic pop songs; melancholy, dreamy-folk things. Sometimes some jangly, fuzzy rock tunes or ambient pieces as well. Work-in-progress demos to finished tracks, informal playlists to official album releases. Enjoy.

Puppylove on all streaming services.
i upload demos here before releasing anywhere else

I’ve been surrounded by music my whole life, but never made anything until now, music is a big part of who I am, but I just do this for fun :) thanks y’all

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