Into The Dawn

A Record of Living Beings

Yuki-Onna (feat. Clive Bell)

After Lunch Khæn (feat. Dominic Kennedy)

Swan Song (PSS)

Eternal Undulation (feat. Maxwell Hallett)

Darcy lit a Newport with a gas station match
Leanin' on Joey’s Civic, the paint all scratched
With a trunk full of tools and 8-track dreams
She said, “They say Bushwick’s changing, but it’s still the same to me”

Joey had a scar from the Navy days
Said he used to fix turbines out in San Diego Bay
Now he’s doin’ drywall for a friend in the Heights
Said, “Baby, we’ll be alright, just gotta make it through another night”

In the empty lot behind Ed’s Food Store
With a streetlight buzzin’ like a holy war
They shared a cola and a cigarette
Talkin’ 'bout the days they haven’t lived yet
Skyline rising in the rearview light
Lookin’ for a way out on a one-way night

She had a spiral notebook full of names
Some ol’ boyfriends and schemes that never came
But Joey only read the poems she wrote in bed
About motels by the ocean and the words she never said

At her cousin’s place off Dekalb Avenue
Took turns in the shower, shared the one good bath towel
She worked part-time at the thrift on Flushing
Stole snacks for Joey when the hunger came rushing

In the empty lot behind Ed’s Food Store
With a streetlight buzzin’ like a holy war
They shared a cola and a cigarette
Talkin’ 'bout the days they haven’t lived yet
Skyline rising in the rearview light
Lookin’ for a way out on a one-way night

Some nights they’d dance to the car stereo
Some nights they’d fight about nothin' at all
She’d cry in the front seat, he’d punch the dashboard
But they never stopped showing up when the other one called

That winter hit hard and the heat got cut
But they wrapped up in blankets and called it enough
She said, “This ain’t pretty, but it’s better than gone”
He said, “Darcy, you and me, we’ve been holdin’ on this long”

In the empty lot behind Ed’s Food Store
With a streetlight buzzin’ like a holy war
They shared a cola and a cigarette
Talkin’ 'bout the days they haven’t lived yet
Skyline rising in the rearview light
Lookin’ for a way out on a one-way night

Brooklyn Love Song (with Joliz)

🌈Spotify Playlist:

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🌈Youtube Playlist:

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLr41YVkvjHcWpjW5u_CDSlbbvn70UvVy6

🎵 Fteraki Marabou Music 🎵

🎼 Tracklist:

01 Devendra Banhart - Mi Negrita
02 Le Couleur - Femme
03 Khruangbin - August 10
04 Los Bitchos - Pista (Fresh Start)
05 City Of The Sun - Spaghetti
06 Manu Chao - Me Llaman Calle 
07 Habib Koité - Wassiye
08 Cesária Evora - Sangue De Beirona 
09 Bonga - Mulemba Xangola (ft. Lura)
10 La Yegros - Chicha Roja
11 Conjunto Jardín - La Bruja
12 Rodolfo Y Su Tipica RA7 - La Cologiala
13 Garifuna (ft. Umalali) - Mérua
14 Pat Thomas & Ebo Taylor - Ene Nyame Nam 'A' Mensuro
15 Gogol Bordello - Wonderlust King 
16 17 Hippies - Mad Bad Cat 
17 Parno Graszt - Káde Shukár
18 Ando Drom - Keren Chave

Barefoot | 🎧 Fteraki Marabou 🎧

✨ "What if our lives existed elsewhere, differently…"
This song speaks of those dreams that haunt us,
of those loves imagined in other realities.
Parallel worlds where we find ourselves…
without ever really touching.
A stroll between reality and illusion,
between what we've lost, and what we perhaps never had.
Enjoy listening ✨

Rêves

Nossa versão Folk Pop de Wake me Up com Little Talks (Avicii + Of Monsters and Men).
Gravada ao vivo em estúdio em 21 de Dezembro de 2024.

Wake Me Up / Little Talks | Folk Cover (Bando do Banjo)

On a rainy corner of Bleecker and somewhere
A guy’s selling bootlegs of the musical “Hair”
He’s got a Dead Kennedys t-shirt full of stains
And a head full of smoke and graffiti brains
Some preacher’s got a cape and a bluetooth mic
Says “the end is near” well maybe tonight

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la

Now Maria from the Village used to take ballet and tea
Now she’s pouring drinks down on Avenue D
She says she’s going to Paris and Spain someday
But her passport’s expired and her hair’s gone gray
She says “life’s a curse when you’ve got too much soul”
Then she laughs at herself and plays some rock and roll

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

There’s Frankie with a limp by the laundromat light
Lost a toe and his luck in a Bushwick fight
Tells me stories about a dancer he once knew
With a husky voice and a switch-up crew
Now he fixes bikes and belts out Springsteen tunes
Says “the world’s lost rhythm but I keep the groove”

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

Newsstand headlines scream of fire and floods
But the bodega cat doesn’t hold a grudge
The cops crack wise on a midnight beat
While the rappers trade lines on Delancey Street
I passed by your old place it’s a weed shop now
But I swear I saw you in the crowd somehow

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

Steam rises up through an old metal grate
Like the city’s exhaling all of its grief and weight
A kid tags a mural with a trembling hand
Says “my father got ghosted in Afghanistan”
But an old folkie down on Canal and West
Strums “New Morning” in a brown tweed vest

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la

World Rolls On (with Joliz)

Same me, same sound, a couple less syllables. 

Formerly known as Jeff Plankenhorn, I’m now performing under the name 'J. Plank' with a fresh blend of blues, soul, and roots music.

Music lover & singer-songwriter. Many thanks for taking the time to listen.

Unless noted, all songs Copyright © Robert S. Dean.

Tinkerer-Sound // artisan du son libre
Je bricole l’émotion avec des guitares, des synthés et un grain de poussière.
Pas de business foireux ici. Si tu veux parler musique sérieusement, t’es le bienvenu.
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