Alice Starr feat. Emily Painter AKA Femme Kè

Solya: Vocals, Guitar, Synthesizers, Piano
Jason Chronis: Bass, Guitar
Danny Reisch: Drums

Recorded at Club Sound Machine (Lockhart, Texas)

Produced and Mixed by Danny Reisch
Recorded and Mastered by Max Lorenzen

Written by Solya

Photo by Hannah Neal

🎧I Stand for You

Autumn leaves are falling all around
and soon the winter frost will chill the ground
I'm frightened when you talk of letting go
Somewhere inside, someone I used to know

Time is going faster than the eye can see
you turn around one day and then you're old
your eyes tell me you don't know who I am today
I wanna stop the film, put life on hold
you're in the fall

You take me back to 1965
I'm in your kitchen feelin so alive
love flow thru me crystal clear and pure
where is it now, in this stony moor?

Time is going faster than the eye can see
you turn around one day and then you're old
your eyes tell me you don't know who I am today
I wanna stop the film, put life on hold
you're in the fall

You look at me as if you wanna say
swear you won't remember me this way
the sun bursts into view, the clouds disperse
then beeping sounds, a tone, a frantic nurse

Time is going faster than the eye can see
you turn around one day and then you're old
your eyes tell me you don't know who I am today
I wanna stop the film, put life on hold
you're in the fall

you're in the fall
you're in the fall

In The Fall

Solya: Vocals, Synthesizers
Jason Chronis: Guitars
Danny Reisch: Drums

Recorded at Club Sound Machine (Lockhart, Texas)

Produced and Mixed by Danny Reisch
Recorded and Mastered by Max Lorenzen

Written by Solya

Photo by Hannah Neal

Silver Swan

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J'ai senti des funérailles dans mon cerveau,
Et les personnes en deuil, çà et là,
Ont continué à marcher, à marcher, jusqu'à ce qu'il me semble
Que le Sens perçait.

Et quand ils furent tous assis,
Un office, tel un tambour,
On a continué à battre, à battre, jusqu'à ce que je croie
Mon esprit s'engourdissait.

Et puis je les ai entendus soulever une boîte
Et grincer sur mon âme
Avec ces mêmes bottes de plomb, à nouveau.
Alors l'Espace a commencé à sonner,

Comme tous les Cieux n'étaient qu'une cloche,
Et l'Être, qu'une oreille,
Et moi, et le Silence, une race étrange,
Détruits, solitaires, ici.

Et puis une planche de la Raison s'est brisée,
Et je suis tombé, encore et encore.
Et j'ai heurté un monde, à chaque chute,
Et j'ai fini de savoir.
alors.

Une mort dans ma tête (Emily Dickinson) - Jef Bourgeau

This new indie album is my way of capturing the feeling of autumn nights, quiet rooms, and the strange beauty of being close to someone while the world fades outside. The songs are minimal in words but heavy in mood — sweaters, rain, shadows, and light all becoming part of the story. It’s melancholic but also cosy, a blend of intimacy and distance, memory and desire. These tracks live somewhere between Fleetwood Mac’s mysticism, Beach House synths and the hazy trance of indie and dream-pop.

Sweater weather

Can we talk all night long?

This is the remastered version of "Two of us" album. A soft, indie pop-rock album that perfectly captures cozy, relaxed autumn vibes. It’s a melancholic yet intimate collection of songs, painting a soundscape of quiet rooms, falling rain, and hazy light—ideal for reflective evenings.

In The Fall

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