Life On The Fringe

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Spine Tingling Track #4

It’s Halloween 
We’re falling apart again 
Sad like a summer rain 
On a July fourth event 
If I could spring back in time 
To save you all this horror you know that I would 
But we both know that’d be as useful 
As a snow plow pushing mud 

By the time 
You hear this song 
I imagine you’ll be gone 
The trees are still turning 
In the front yard oh oh 
There’s traces of you 
Only I can see 
Like an apparition stuck 
You were bittersweet 
On the surface a treat 
But I ate too much 
Woah 

It’s Halloween 
I’m wandering the streets alone 
The sunsets singing, it’s fifty-two
And I shouldn’t be so low 
If you find the time to tell me 
All the reasons you think that you’re right 
Just warn me when the jump scares are coming 
I can’t take any more fright tonight 

By the time 
You hear this song 
I imagine you’ll be gone 
The trees are still turning 
In the front yard oh oh 
There’s traces of you 
Only I can see 
Like an apparition stuck 
You were bittersweet 
On the surface a treat 
But I ate too much 
Woah 

Come morning 
All the ghosts I’m seeing
Will go back in the ground 
I’ll see you next year 
If you come around 

By the time 
You hear this part
I know that you’ll be gone 
I piled all the leaves 
In the front yard 
There’s images of you 
Only I can see 
Like credits stuck on pause 
You were a treat that tricked me 
That’s tongue and cheek 
But the ironies gone 
Woah

Spine Tingling Song #4

Those that live in South Florida know Davie as the throwback enclave in the heart of Broward County that aspires to keep the “one-horse town” wild-west feel and aesthetic alive and well.  However, those that listen to South Florida know Davie as the moniker of one of the most talented, hardworking bands in the indie rock scene today.

Davie is a 5-piece (usually…more on that later) combo that strives to create heartfelt, authentic, anthemic rock music that originates from, and aims straight for, the heart of America.  Even a casual listen reveals stories of losers, heartbreak, survival, longing, the road, and redemption.  This is the soundtrack to dusty sunsets and starry nights.

 These character studies are delivered in a weathered, passionate voice courtesy of lead singer, songwriter, and guitarist Shayne Long.  Long invites you into his world, and it feels comforting and well-known.  Are these “ripped from the headlines” true stories or tall tales told at the end of a long night of wasting time?  

Davie’s sound will be familiar to most, especially to lovers of twin guitar, vocal harmonies, and 4-on-the-floor driving beats.  Astute listeners will catch flavors of Ryan Adams, The Beatles,  Counting Crows, Jack Johnson, and Wilco.  Envisioned as a full 5-piece act (with the recent addition of keys), Davie has also performed as a stripped-down duo, or even solo outlet depending on the venue and circumstance.  This band loves and LIVES to play live.

A lyric sang with utmost conviction in one of their most vulnerable songs commands, “Leave a mark, it's what I’m here for.”  Davie will leave a mark long after the last note has been struck.