The Tronic Is Back. May 30, 2011
Posted by admin in : Songs , 2commentsNearly two and a half years ago, I posted about my first foray into folktronica through the amazing William Fitzsimmons. A few months later, I featured him again – but this time, minus the -tronica.
Happily, William has lost his hair, kept his beard, and found his tronic-making-device for his new album, “Gold in the Shadow”.
And from that album, I give you the tronically stunning “Psychastenia” (yes, that is not mispelt), with backing vocals by none other than Laura DiStasi. Whom I featured here. And her band here. BOOM! See how I did that?
I digress.
“Psychasthenia” is the definition of melancholy – the desperate seeking of wanting to feel; the pleading and praying for same – whether that feeling is something positive, or simply pain.
Quiet. Yearning. Resigned.
All set to an electric guitar, a simple drum loop, and nothing else.
Could you map this globe
With a torment slowly rose
To a fear resigned
Quiet room I hope I findCut me open please
Cut me open pleaseWith an alter robe
I have stumbled knife to lobe
In compulsion drown
Counting every phantom foundCut me open please
Cut me open please
Cut me open please
Cut me open pleaseWith a bridge I’ve killed
I will serotonin fill
To a fear resigned
Quiet room I hope I findCut me open please
Cut me open please
Cut me open please
Cut me open please
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William Fitzsimmons – Psychasthenia
www: The Bearded One’s official website, Facebook Page, and MySpace.
70%. May 16, 2011
Posted by admin in : Songs , add a comment10 months ago, I posted about the utterly amazing Amy Heffernan. Her marketing/PR company, who I praised highly in the post, continued to keep me updated in some pretty cool and personal ways, and kept my interest.
However, none of the other artists they sent my way clicked as Amy did, until, finally, both Amy and her company realised I wanted a new album release by Amy, and subsequently obliged.
Okay, I admit I may not have had anything to do with Amy’s producing a new album.
Although…new is a strong word, as 3 of the songs appeared on her last long-player, “Being Awesome”. Interestingly, at the time of my last post, I said there were any number of other songs on that album which I could have posted about – and it’s the only song of the 3 appearing on both that I didn’t post about last time around which is the standout this time.
“Knowing” is a anthem, but one with a keen edge – an anthem about two people who promised the world to the other, but, just as importantly, promised to tell the other if that world changed, if things just weren’t quite the same. And only one kept that promise.
A song of knowing you’ll be okay, but not understanding. Of feeling betrayed. Of broken promises.
Guitars. Drums. And fifteen seconds, from 1:45 to 2:00, worthy of a clenched fist held aloft in a sold-out 200,000 person venue.
Listen to this one at full volume, and let everything go in a cathartic singalong.
Remember when we both swore we never drag this down
We’d keep our heads about us and our feet upon the ground
Remember how we talked about the precious and the pure
We’d know if it was over we promised to be sureHow could you let this go so far knowing
You lost your faith
And I’ve already been replaced
Some how, some way
I think I’ll be ok
But how could you let me go so far knowingWe’ve both been through the drama we both played all the games
Now that we have eachother we won’t make the same mistakes
And all those tragic endings let’s just leave them in the past
Hoping we discovered something that’ll lastHow could you let this go so far knowing
You lost your faith
And I’ve already been replaced
Some how, some way
I think I’ll be ok
But how could you let me go so farKnowing you’re moving on Knowing you’re so far gone
Knowing I’m not your last Knowing you’re never coming back
Couldn’t you tell me, couldn’t you tell me Couldn’t you tell me, couldn’t you tell me
Just tell meYou lost your faith
Some how, some way I think I’ll be okYou lost your faith
And I’ve already been replaced
Some how, some way
I think I’ll be ok
But how could you let me go so far knowing
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www: Amy’s official website, Facebook Page, MySpace, and PR company’s microsite.
