it is winter. there is breath. it flows in the forest. the white fur is hidden in the trees. it moves slowly toward the heart. the heart beats fast. it runs. the white fur moves slowly. it will always catch the heart, no matter how fast the heart…
A morning storm recorded in the courtyard and a musical motif written in the evening. combined time working-- 45 minutes, interrupted by a phone call from the parents to see if I was still alive.
The acoustic version in rough of Often hide with part of a song written back when I was putting my mind back together, it goes as a pair with Hammers. Sorry for the glitches, the MAC chirped in a battery warning during the recording, I would avoid…
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Wow, forthright!
You really are determined to destroy my kitchen floor, aren't you? I love BOTH your distinct styles!
Piano solo! What the!!! Awesome, swinging tune!
It is beautiful...and I love the write-up!
Ooh, nice...and not a little bit naughty.
Stunning.
I need this like I need air. such exceptionalness.
Brilliant! I love the wy it builds, great dancy folk tune.
Nice one Ross very cool
Nice one good stuff
This is WONDERFUL! GREAT work as usual! And...YES we're working! w;-)
drummer eager to hear
i'm playing this song on loop it's so great i love it. it's class!
this is so funny i swear i'm getting images in my head!
this song gives me bare joke.
woah I remember an earlier version of this one! This is gorgeous. The instrumentation is perfect.
if this were a crayon color it would be pensive purple.
poignant. Perfect title.
no plans. just discovered it. I have no idea what to do... but I'm glad I found it! I really like the way you characterized the feel of the tune.
better be working on that EP!!! ;-)