Megan Linford - First Day Of Spring
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First Day of Spring is the first release of the year to come from, exciting upcoming Folk Artist, Megan Linford. Feeling a strong connection with the Earth and it's movement through the seasons, Megan's writing depicts the journey through the harsh winter months into the breathe of the Spring, how this parallels with a change that came in Megans own life after feeling she was set free from a period in a difficult relationship. The album tells the journey through the seasons and the cold, the loss, the love, the happiness and the doubt along the way.Megan worked with a group of talented musicians and producers on this project. It is her biggest sound to date! Megan Linford - Guitar + Vocals Jack Beech - Bass Kris Walden - Drums Joe Gisby - Lead Guitar + Backing Vocals Tom Basson - Slide Guitar Jamie Wilson - CelloWritten and Arranged by Megan LinfordEngineered & Produced by Nicholas Bowen at Quay West StudiosMastered by Barry Grint at Alchemy MasteringVideo Shot & Produced by Tony Palmer
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Tessa Violet - Haze
I just released a new single Bad Ideas. check out the music video here ? https://youtu.be/eNtK6jx9y4A Haze on Spotify http://spoti.fi/2dhAQaB Physical copies + merch: http://bit.ly/2d0UkG2 Follow me on twitter @meekakitty Music & Lyrics written by Tessa Violet @TessaViolet Produced, recorded & mixed by Seth Earnest @SethEarnest Mastered by Nathan Dantzler at The Hit Lab - Nashville, TN Video cinematography by Sean OHalloran @ohall_no lyrics: I used to be overwhelmed by every little thing torn apart unraveled at the seams I think it rooted in the way I breathe and I get drunk on a boy who asks me if I'm up tells me he can't understand his luck to know me to love me to hold me show up I'll be your empathetic savior call me up I'll meet you later You can praise me for the way I always know just what to say I'll carve into your ribs and leave you crying for a kiss just for kicks cause nothing satiates me and I don't think that I hate me but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine nothing overtakes me and I think I'm going crazy but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine I met a boy who never knew the taste of haze to him the whole world is a stage while I am fifty shades of beige sometimes I think is this the way I'm supposed to be was I just build differently or is there something wrong with me cause there's a circuit in my chest unconnected from the rest in my mind and it's the spot where my words are getting caught and I try to walk it off but my brain is filled with fog disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts
Tessa Violet - Haze
I just released a new single Bad Ideas. check out the music video here ? https://youtu.be/eNtK6jx9y4A Haze on Spotify http://spoti.fi/2dhAQaB Physical copies + merch: http://bit.ly/2d0UkG2 Follow me on twitter @meekakitty Music & Lyrics written by Tessa Violet @TessaViolet Produced, recorded & mixed by Seth Earnest @SethEarnest Mastered by Nathan Dantzler at The Hit Lab - Nashville, TN Video cinematography by Sean OHalloran @ohall_no lyrics: I used to be overwhelmed by every little thing torn apart unraveled at the seams I think it rooted in the way I breathe and I get drunk on a boy who asks me if I'm up tells me he can't understand his luck to know me to love me to hold me show up I'll be your empathetic savior call me up I'll meet you later You can praise me for the way I always know just what to say I'll carve into your ribs and leave you crying for a kiss just for kicks cause nothing satiates me and I don't think that I hate me but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine nothing overtakes me and I think I'm going crazy but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine I met a boy who never knew the taste of haze to him the whole world is a stage while I am fifty shades of beige sometimes I think is this the way I'm supposed to be was I just build differently or is there something wrong with me cause there's a circuit in my chest unconnected from the rest in my mind and it's the spot where my words are getting caught and I try to walk it off but my brain is filled with fog disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts