TequilaMondayPlaylist

Some of my favourite music and artists from around SoundCloud (and Ive been around!!)...and a few of our own! Not in any order, and certainly not a complete list , but wonderful music all...

SoundCloud Favourites

Nearly popped

Talent

New Singer Songwriter Discoveries

Divided by Zero

Cranked in the Lab - vol 6

sumertime

Somewhere.

SODDEN SUMMER 24

Two guitar, two voices, Sailin' might just get us through the bad weather...

The Tequila Monday Project

Sailin'

Shael's beautiful mandolin features on this recording of Heartstrings, and the tenuous nature of our lines of communication...

Heartstrings

Dreams

Jane's Rehabilitation

So Few Words (love letter) is a song about expressing admiration in more than just the general "I love you". I often use songwriting as a form of self-reflection. As someone who suffers a lot with my mental health, new experiences can be difficult. Depression, anxiety, and ADHD often cloud my judgement - especially when it comes to romantic attachments. I wrote this song during a new romantic experience, so you can imagine the emotional jungle that consumed my mind. 
One day in early November of 2021, I sat down to practice for an upcoming gig. Alternatively, I found myself getting lost in this new chord progression I had just come up with on my guitar. In about an hour, that simple chord progression had blossomed into So Few Words. The "love letter" part of the title came shortly after. If you listen closely, the words "love letter" never appear in the lyrics. However, I thought they seemed fitting, considering how personal the song had become. 
So Few Words (love letter) is not a song of conventional structure. It isn't built "verse, chorus, verse, chorus" like so many pop songs are, and have been for so long. I tried to break out of this at first, but I soon realized that too much "structure" can take away from all that a songwriter is trying to convey. Not to say that structure isn't important, I just believe there is a time and place.
Thank you so much for listening to So Few Words, your support of my art means more than the world. And if this song happens to resonate with you on any level, become a part of the conversation! I welcome you to tell me your stories in the comment section, or on any of my other social platforms - which are all linked on my profile. I love you for being here, and thanks again :)

So Few Words (love letter)

This Head Ain't Big Enough for the Two of Us

The Fire Within

Labyrinth

YOUTUBE

We Shape the Sky

Written, Produced and Mixed by Euan Blackman
Mastered by Jim Spencer at Eve Studios

Lyrics:
I'll keep it short
I'm not so sure
What to do these days
'Cause when I'm alone
I feel like a drone
Stacking plates away

You're all that I need
You give me a reason to eat
But when you are gone
I soldier on
A broken machine

I stay up late
And switch off my brain
And my circuitry
The battery dies
When I close my eyes
And you're in my dreams

You're all that I need
You give me a reason to eat
But when you are gone
I soldier on
A broken machine

You're all that I need
You give me a reason to eat
But when you are gone
I soldier on
But I'm not too strong
You string me along
You know where I'll be
I'll wait patiently
The broken machine

The Ballad of a Broken Machine

written by Bob Dylan
a fav of mine from the great mans Desire album......cheers for having a listen

Oh Sister (Bob Dylan)

Merry Andrew's debut single, "Young Again," is a nostalgic tale of two brothers who grow up in the 90s, drift apart in their 20s, and their desire to reconnect and recapture their youthful spirit. 
Mixed by Peter Katis (The National, Death Cab) and mastered by Greg Calbi (John Lennon, Bob Dylan), "Young Again," seamlessly blends soft indie rock, à la The National and classic Beatles-esque songwriting, with bursts of 90s Alt Rock, reminiscent of Third Eye Blind.

Young Again

County Line

Rearview

A collaboration with UK singer-songwriter Winkandwoo, mixed and mastered by Charles Connolly. Please go and visit their pages if you like to listen to more of their work: @winkandwoo @connollytunes

Turn The Tide - Lyrics

If this world was to show you freedom
Would you take it if it shined like a light
Or would you choose to stay prisoner, captive
In this illusion of a life
Have you set your boundaries, borders
Do you know where your heart lies

Do we change the world
With our hearts and minds
Can we make it better
Can we change perception
Can we turn the tide

I only hope that we can come together
I see lots of hope but we don’t come together, no no no no

What do we need to turn the tide

Do we change the world
With our hearts and minds
Can we make it better

If this world was to show you freedom
Would you take it if it shined like a light
Or would you choose to stay prisoner, captive
In this illusion of a life
Have you set your boundaries, borders
Do you know what it takes to turn the tide

Music: United Duality
Lyrics & Vocals: Winkandwoo
Mix & Master: Charles Connolly

Turn The Tide

Turn The Tide [feat. Winkandwoo]

The shortest distance to yesterday is a hundred million miles! Featuring Mwa Mwayii Mphande (Black Pace) on vocals, Shael and Chris on guitars, and Randy Doherty jammin' the keyboards.
Lyrics
Did you know, there's a girl, and she lives over there
and she wears pretty clothes and puts flowers in her hair
and I used to hang my hat on a nail by the door
but that nail's driven home. I'm not welcome anymore.
     Everybody's made of stars, but my feet are made of clay
     A quarter million English words, and I don't know what to say
     I've been around the world, but it still takes me a while
     The shortest distance to yesterday is a hundred million miles
Did you know, time and space are just a dream
Maybe I can go back and repair the way it seems
Did you know, on the ground, lay the pieces of my heart
But then again, I'm the one who's been tearing it apart
     Everybody's made of stars..

Tequila Monday Project

A Hundred Million Miles

A Hundred Million Miles (featuring Black Pace)

Can't Rain All The Time

This anthem is meant to inspire and motivate you to chase your dreams and get up everyday and chip away at them!

All In

https://open.spotify.com/album/7HWFM5xt47hdUovdebtxeI?si=UewCkxPnRXabEtd4YuDIug
Mixed by www.billytuckersound.com/
Mastered By Jack Endino. www.endino.com/about.html

Rumor

This song was made by Jesse Welles with the same title. You can find the video from which this audio was taken on YouTube. 👍 👌 

Lyrics (Fixed 🔨) 

War isn't murder
good men don't die 
children don't starve 
and all the women
survive 

War isn’t murder 
that’s what they say 
when you're fighting the devil 
murder's okay

War isn’t murder 
they're called casualties 
there ain't a veteran 
with a good night sleep

Let's talk about dead people 
I mean a dead people 
the dead don't feel honor 
they don't feel that brave 
they don't feel avenged 
they're lucky if they got graves
 
Call your dead mother 
ask her when she died 
it's a deathly silence 
on the other line 

the dead don't talk
but their children don't forget 
so in 20 short years 
you could live to regret that

War isn't murder 
there's money at stake 
hell even Kushner agrees 
it's got a real estate 

War isn't murder ask Netanyahu 
he's got a song for that 
he's got a bomb for you 

War isn't murder 
it's an old desert faith 
it's a nation state sanctioned 
righteous hate 

Let's talk about dead people 
I mean a dead people 

War isn't murder 
it's the Vengeance of God 
if you can't see the bodies 
they don't bloat when they rot
and the Flies don't swarm 
and the children don't cry 
If war isn’t  murder
good men don't die 

so in a short 20 years 
when you vacation the strip
try not to think about the
dead and have a nice trip 

War isn't murder 
let's all give thanks 
I saw it all in a movie 
give it up for Tom Hanks 

War isn't murder 
they don't ship out the poor 
and the bullets they fire 
ain't part of the cure 

War isn't murder land is a right 
but the banks called dibs 
it's something you can't fight

Let's talk about dead people 
I mean a dead people 
the dead don't feel honor 
they don't feel that brave 
they don't feel Avenged 
they're lucky if they got Graves 

call your dead mother 
ask her when she died 
it's a deathly silence 
on the other line

the dead don't talk
but the children don’t forget 
so in 20 short years 
you could live to regret that

War Isnt Murder - Jesse Welles

D sides

Slow Motion

Transparente

Gravity (Cover)

The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara
“Feed the Beast”

🔗 Stream on all platforms: https://tcomas.com/feedthebeast

Music and Lyrics by:
Daphne Ang
Andrea Papi

Performed by:
The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara

Recorded and Produced by TCOMAS Studio
Mixed and Mastered by Ergosphere Studios

© 2024 The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara
℗ 2024 The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara

The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara: 
‣ Official Website: https://tcomas.com
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#FeedtheBeast #TheChroniclesofManimalandSamara #TCOMAS

Feed the Beast

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90's inspired Rock made in Metro Detroit.

Breaking all the lessons, from the ones that never try.
Gather up some sympathy, hanging on like suicide.
Now casting those of us who want to see.
A shadow of our former self, so what's it gonna be this time.

My mind is all tore up and finally broken.
Got some blame to spread around, ramping up to wind it down.
I saw the world explode with phony rage and truth unspoken.
No one made a single sound, we're ramping up to wind it down.

And it's safe to say I can't afford another day.
On the stage of common ground, beginning's end can not be found.
Who and what we'll never be, and all the things we can't receive.

My mind is all tore up and finally broken. 
Got some blame to spread around, ramping up to wind it down.
I saw the world explode with phony rage and truth unspoken.
No one made a single sound, we're ramping up to wind it down.

Giving up to wind it down.

Winding

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Rd6s01ks3U

original beat by Rxck

20 Times

Through Your Eyes

Let Me Down! Featuring the lovely Sabrina Mielle on vocals, Chris and Shael on guitars, recorded and produced by Shael Wrinch at the Stone Hill studio on beautiful Bowen Island.

Let Me Down

I get imposter syndrome singing the Blues, but Gideon and I got real heavy, and real blue while channeling our Americanness tonight. So there you have it...

Steamroller Blues (James Taylor - Giddy & Rob Jam)

Hellllooo summer! We decided to stop sulking and try our hand at a more upbeat rock song. Alice may as well have donned a top hat, shades and bee-lined towards the nearest cliff for her violin solo! 
It’s a song about that buzz you get when you start writing music with other people, either for the first time - or in my case, the first time in a decade since having kids. It’s inspired by one of my all time favourite artists, the late Mark Lanegan and definitely some Beta Band influence creeps through. Hope you enjoy.

In the Static

The Way of Summer

pop punk/rock

co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Whatever Happens

Farewell

Stream / Download

Artis Gato - Farewell (Katoff Remix)

I reach the shore 
No one around
I see birds there
There must be more
I remember that 
I opened the door
I was pulled by the tide 
The others died
This is the war

When I was young 
My dad told me
Study at school
Practice rugby
Find a good girl 
And get married
You will have kids

But God only knows 
Why the hell I chose 
To join the navy 
And do my duty
It's you Debbie, 
At least, maybe, 
Who pushed me so hard 
To run far from thee.

I build a shelter 
With floated wood
I'm so tired 
But I can't sleep for good
The first night is hard
I miss my dad.
I'm so lost here

When I was young 
My dad told me
Study at school
Practice rugby
Find a good girl 
And get married
You will have kids

But God only knows 
Why the hell I chose 
To join the navy 
And do my duty
It's you Debbie, 
At least, maybe, 
Who pushed me so hard 
To run far from thee.

The Island

On all platforms now - Find this song on Spotify & More - https://ffm.bio/altspacebeats

Gold & Green

It is time, it is time 
Es ist Zeit  Es ist Zeit
Tired of paying for thieves 
Tired of paying for killers 
Tired of paying for liars 
Fed up with polluters

We want more dreamers 
We want more colors 
We only want happiness 
We want to love flowers
 We want to talk about the heart 
We want to dance for hours!
Long live the Dreamers 
Long live the Colours
 Long live happiness
 Long live the Flowers
 Long live the Hearts 
Long live the Dancers
 Long live the Singers!  
Vive les rêveurs ! (Dreamers) 


Our words are simple but clear. The most beautiful songs of love, respect, tolerance, dreams… were written. Unfortunately it is always the world of guns, violence, destruction that we hear louder. The law of the strongest is always the best. The voice of the weakest or seemingly weakest, the being who speaks to birds, who likes to look at the moon rather than walk on it, is always perceived as poetry but not life. We have had enough. We want artists for president everywhere!  
We want this world to put forward good people, rather than liars, thieves, criminals, polluters. We mean it and we display it. Show your smile if you want to be with us. The little prince for president of the universe!
Finally, we have chosen a symbol of hope for this title. Pinocchio can change, can stop lying. Both symbolizes our world, the lie of everybody, as well as its remedy. The latter belongs to each and everyone, and begins with oneself.
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Il est l’heure, il est l’heure…
 Es ist Zeit  Es ist Zeit
Il est l’heure.
Marre de payer pour des voleurs 
Marre de payer pour tueurs 
Marre de payer pour menteurs  
Marre des pollueurs
Vive les Rêveurs 
 Vive les Couleurs
 Vive les Bonheurs
 Vive les Fleurs
 Vive les Cœurs
 Vive les Danseurs
 Vive les Chanteurs !

Nous on veut Plus de rêveurs  
Nous on veut Plus de couleurs 
Nous on veut Que du bonheur
Marre des pollueurs  
Vive les rêveurs !

Marre de payer pour des voleurs 
Marre de payer pour des tueurs 
Marre de payer pour des menteurs  
Marre des pollueurs
Il est l’heure.

Vive les rêveurs ! 


Nos mots sont simples et clairs. Les plus belles chansons d’amour, de respect, de tolérance, de rêve… ont été écrites. Malheureusement c’est toujours le monde du canon, de la violence, de la destruction que, plus fort, nous entendons. La loi du plus fort est toujours la meilleure. La voix du plus faible ou qui semble le plus faible, l’être qui parle aux oiseaux, qui aime regarder la lune plutôt que marcher dessus, est toujours perçu comme de la poésie, mais pas de la vie. Nous, nous en avons assez. Nous voulons des artistes pour président de partout ! 
 Nous voulons que ce monde mette en avant les gens biens, plutôt que les menteurs, les voleurs, les criminels, les pollueurs. Oui nous pensons être mieux que des menteurs, des criminels, des voleurs et des pollueurs de ce monde. Nous le pensons et nous l’affichons. Affiche ton sourire si tu veux être avec nous. Le petit prince pour président de l’univers !
Pour finir, nous avons choisi un symbole d’espoir pour ce titre. Pinocchio peut changer, peut arrêter de mentir. Il symbolise à la fois notre monde, le mensonge de chacun, autant que son remède. Ce dernier appartient à chacun et commence par soi.

L'heure

Fuck Boy Leave feat Kimberly Maryland

Riddles

You speak in riddles, thinking I don’t understand
Wish I was that naive, I could at least pretend
You’re on a path that seems to lead you to a good place,
But, darling, you’re already there, I see it in your face

The fire in your eyes, I sparked it once before,
But now I’m left with nothing, just a closing door.

I wish we’d stayed friends from the start,
Romance tore us apart, left me with a hollow heart.
Now you’re happy, I hope she treats you well,
While I dwell in shadows, in this self-made hell.

I can find joy in a five-sentence text,
But it’s not enough to heal the wounds you left.
I’m stuck in the past, where we were just friends,
Before love stole you away, and brought it all to an end.
I regret my existence, a shadow of who I was,
An emo song on repeat, every line a loss.
I hope you’re better, hope she’s everything and more,
But I’m here in the darkness, where you left me before.

Riddles

I come alive at nighttime, I think it's the right time
Little bit of Hennessy, mixing with the white wine
Kiss the sun goodbye, the stars are in your eyes
We go up like balloons, now we riding through the sky
We been up for two nights, shining in the moonlight
Little bit of Hennessy, just to get the mood right
Baby, let's get higher, I can be the driver
Straight up to the moon, you know I'm a nightrider

𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 🥀

"Downhill" is a rock/pop anthem rooted in the frustration and heartbreak of watching a once-stable connection unravel. Inspired (surprisingly) by a fallout with my ex-landlord, the song explores shifting dynamics, emotional confusion, and the sting of unmet expectations. While it sounds like a breakup song—and is framed like one—it was actually born from a non-romantic fallout, which is part of my songwriting signature: turning everyday conflicts into grand anthems.

Produced by Jay Ives, Downhill blends gritty rock instrumentation with a polished pop structure and a soaring, catchy hook. Its dynamic build mirrors the inner turmoil of navigating miscommunication and power shifts in any kind of relationship—romantic, professional, or otherwise. It’s for anyone who’s ever felt blindsided by someone they once trusted.

Lyrics:

VERSE 1

We met the first time
And you were all smiles
I had great plans for us
Could be good friends, and then some
I wasn't looking for nobody new
But I was starting to 
warm up to you

PRECHORUS
Then you started mind-twisting
And you like to play the victim
The lies started out white, then turned gray
Now they're so dark, I can't find my way

CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

VERSE 2
I thought I got you
One moment you're so good
But then the very next
you're acting so sketch
You went back on everything you said
Went from rosy pink to seeing red

PRECHORUS
You have such a good facade
I wanna know who the architect was
Once so nice, not so much twice
I won't stay around for thrice 

CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

BRIDGE
We both got our lasts
You got the word 
and I had had the straw

Every word flashes past
The lessons learnt
The storms I saw     
         
CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

OUTRO(x2)
I feel, I feel, I feel, I
Feel us go downhill
I build, I build, I build, I
So you could break it down again

Downhill

A chill acoustic based song featuring Black Pace, giving this one an African flavoured vibe, with lyrics in two languages, and gorgeous acoustic guitars...

Tequila Monday

Lighthouse

🌙 Salvatore and Elena – A song of longing, fate, and love left unfulfilled. Inspired by Cinema Paradiso, this Northern Sky track captures the ache of waiting, the dreams of what could be, and the bittersweet pull of a love that lingers beyond time. Ethereal melodies and cinematic emotion weave together to tell the story of hearts that always seem to just miss each other. Will love find its way, or will it remain a dream?

🎶 Listen now and drift into the romance of Salvatore and Elena.

Written and Performed by Northern Sky

Salvatore And Elena

One night, stranded in LA after a gig with a dead phone and no bus in sight, a stranger offered me a ride. Though hesitant, I trusted my intuition and accepted. They turned out to be kind, sharing life advice that stayed with me. 
The song, inspired by that experience, explores how, even in a world where fear and caution are necessary, we still yearn for connection and trust. It’s a reflection on the beauty of unexpected human bonds, vulnerability, and hope — a message that feels more urgent than ever.
 
The song was co-produced with the late Jesse Colin Young (of the 60s hit Get Together), and was recorded live in the studio with legends Laurence Juber (Grammy-winning guitarist for Paul McCartney's Wings), Kenny Aronoff (John Mellencamp), and Jorgen Carlsson (Gov't Mule).

Lyrics:

Verse1

Summer skies and neon signs
But I was lost in the night
You called out, but no reply
Coz you seemed suspiciously nice

Verse2

Nothing else was in sight
And I kinda needed that ride
Something told me I'd be alright
But (I) had to think twice, I wonder why

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Verse3

I get too stuck up sometimes
I say I'm doing just fine
coz if I ask for help it might
Make 'em think I'm the weak type

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Bridge

Passing by,
I see the diamonds in the sky
I see them in your eyes,
All this time
Didn’t you realize
We have found that light

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

A Little Sunshine

A folk Rock tune with a touch of gospel, about making that big decision!! Gorgeous vocal by guest artist Billi Behm!!

Up in the Air (feat. Billi Behm)

A warm and intimate folk pop ballad built on fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft male vocals, and subtle string textures.
“I Still Hear You” reflects on the lingering presence of someone who’s no longer there — not in loud words, but in the quiet spaces, in light, in silence.
It’s a song about memory, grief, and emotional stillness — wrapped in organic instrumentation and natural room reverb.

If you enjoy acoustic, singer-songwriter, indie folk, or soft rock with heartfelt lyrics and slow, introspective energy, this one’s for you.

Recorded in a minimalist setting with cello, harmonium, and mandolin, this track leans into emotional detail and quiet dynamics. Best heard on headphones — or late at night.

#folkpop #acoustic #singersongwriter #malevocals #indiefolk #introspective #nostalgic #emotional #ballad #analogvibes #slowtempo #autumnsong #latenightmusic #TomLysar

I Still Hear You

Ladies and gentlemen
please fasten your seatbelts
We're about to experience turbulence
in the art of regret

I'm sorry if you noticed
I'm sorry you were hurt
I'm sorry that you feel this way
And now you're throwing dirt
I'd love to care about your wounds
But I'm busy dodging blame
So let's both agree-your pain's not clear
And I'll just look away

Did I do something? (Yes!)
Did I say something? (You did!)
Well, I'd like to apologize...
For the way you feel

I'll blame the weather, blame the moon
Say, "Oops, my bad!" then leave the room
If I must, I'll sigh, look wise
Blame the system, blame my fate
Or, "Sorry I'm late to the sorry parade!"
Take a bow and improvise
That's just how I apologize

I'm sorry that you're angry
That I danced upon your toes
But, hey, I lost my own last week
That's just how karma goes
My PR says to say some words
About the lessons that I've learned
So here's my statement:
"If I caused some pain-I hope the earth still turned"

I regret that you regret
But not the thing you're regretting
I apologize for your confusion
And your unexpected bloodletting
If you're searching for sincerity
It's in my other coat
Or somewhere deep inside a memo
That my lawyer wrote

Did I cross a line? (You did!)
Did I push too far? (Too far!)
Well, I'm ready to say sorry...
For your delicate heart

I'll blame tradition, blame the crowd
Say, "Sorry you're so sensitive now!"
Make it vague and weaponize
Blame the coffee, blame my youth
Blame gravity, blame the absolute truth
Don't expect me to empathize
That's just how I apologize

I'm sorry for my past mistakes
And future ones to come
For all the things I almost did
And everything I've done
Forgive me, or forget me
But don't forget my brand
And if this feels authentic
That was never what I planned

Did I cross a line? (You did!)
Did I make things worse? (You did!)
Here's my vague apology...
If that's what you require

I'll blame my grandma, blame the sun
Blame autocorrect-then run, run, run
If I blush, I'll stylize
Blame nostalgia, blame my shoes
Sorry you're allergic to the words I use!
Modern times, modern lies
That's just how I apologize

If you're waiting for an answer
Or the world to make it right
You'll find me on a talk show
Saying,
"Sorry, not tonight"

Sorry

Point Michaud Summers

Country love song - young love and loyalty

My Man

COVER SONG

This is part of a live jam session held at my house on February 7, 2016. Super Bowl Sunday!

Larry Ponczek - Vocal & Lead Guitar -
Joe Storino - Bass -
Joe DeBrizzio - Rhythm Guitar -
Ron Snyder - Guitar -

Billy Roberts copyrighted this song in 1962.

HEY JOE - (Jimi Hendrix) COVER - Ponczek/Storino/DeBrizzio/Snyder - LIVE

Southern crunkish type song I made bout fighting or to get hyped to something. Mixed and Remastered. Took out a lot of distortion and made vocals more pristine.

#hypesong #Crunk #crunksong #rapsong #trapsong #rap #trap #rapmusic #trapmusic

Keep On Walking

HELP!!! Chris and Shael are stuck on this Island in the Pacific Northwest, nuthin' but a baguette, a 1/2 bottle of Tequila, and a recording studio. Just a few more followers, we'll buy a xylophone, and topple the music industry!!!!  
All songs written by Shael Wrinch and Chris Herbsen. Recorded and produced by Shael Wrinch at Stone Hill studio on Bowen Island B.C.