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FLOATING ON THE BREEZE
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Charmed mini album of ringing acoustic pop - UNCUT. Pretty damn fine - CARELESS TALK COSTS LIVES. Plaintive bedsit harmonies - TELETEXT. Utterly charming - DO SOMETHING PRETTY.
1.THE SILENCE HAS BROKEN. 2. FLOATING ON THE BREEZE. 3. CRY YOUR LITTLE EYES OUT. 4. THERE ARE GREY CLOUDS IN THIS SKY TOO. 5. WHITE SWANS ON THE WATER. 6. BLAME IT ON THE LANGUAGE.
The 6 song mini album Floating On The Breeze was recorded at home in Malmö Sweden between July 2002 and October 2002 on a Roland VS840 digital 8 track, mixed to DAT. It was released in Italy on 17th February 2003, and in the rest of Europe on 17th March 2003 on Homesleep Records of Bologna Italy. Featuring: Antony Harding on vocals, nylon acoustic guitar, steel acoustic guitar, drum kit, electric piano/organ, violin, melodica, wooden xylophone, harmonica, conga drums, ukulele and drum machine. |
Cry Your Little Eyes Out - (live mp3) recorded at the Camden Barfly, Monarch, London April 2004 by Mr David Moore.
The Silence Has broken - (live mp3) recorded at ROTA Notting Hill Arts Club London on 21st December 2002 on the sound desk by Alessandro (assisted by Mr David Moore).
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THE SILENCE HAS BROKEN. (mp3 sample) Walk with me as far as we can see, we're too busy dreaming of the movies. And talk to me with words that I can hear, just turn your little voice up a bit louder. Now that the silence has broken fill it where we stand and count all the words we've spoken on the fingers of your hand, on the fingers of your hand. Walk with me through the parks to the sea we're too busy living in a daydream. And talk to me with words I'll never learn and turn your little voice up a little bit louder. Now that the silence has broken fill it where we stand and count all the words we've spoken on the fingers of your hand, on the fingers of your hand. Oh it's easy to be carefree when the summer lasts so long, oh it's easy to be blase when the days can do no wrong. Don't worry if there's never enough hours in one day, for tomorrow starts anew and today the dream came true. Now that the silence has broken fill it where we stand and count all the words we've spoken on the fingers of your hand, on the fingers of your hand, on the fingers of your hand, on the fingers of your hand.
FLOATING ON THE BREEZE. (mp3 sample) She can soar with seagulls up and down the street, calling out in the evening light escaping the summer heat. And now she's floating on the breeze with the scent of lilac, rising over heads towards the buildings and the trees.. And now she's carried by the wind with the summer blossom up over the rooftops, out of sight and out to sea. She can dance with swallows high in the July sky, swooping through the sunlight forever catching my eye. And now she's floating on the breeze with the scent of lilac, rising over heads towards the buildings and the trees. And now she's carried by the wind with the summer blossom up over the rooftops, out of sight and out to sea. Now she's floating on the breeze with the scent of lilac, rising over heads towards the buildings and the trees. And now she's carried by the wind with the summer blossom up over the rooftops out of sight and out to sea.
CRY YOUR LITTLE EYES OUT. (mp3 sample) Nothing can ever feel as good as the surprise of a first kiss. the way it smacks upon the lips, the way it causes both hearts to skip. Oh nothing can ever feel as good. So cry your little eyes out cry your little heart out for you will never feel that way again. Cry your little eyes out cry your little heart out, oh you will never feel that way again, no you will never feel that way again. Oh nothing can ever look as good as seeing you step off that plane. In your Swedish winter coat stepping into the English rain. No nothing can ever look as good. So cry your little eyes out, cry your little heart out, for you will never feel that way again. Cry your little eyes out, cry your little heart out for you will never feel that way again, no you will never feel that way again.
THERE ARE GREY CLOUDS IN THIS SKY TOO. (mp3 sample) There's no time for us to worry now, the sun is hot and the days are long, you can forget about your troubles now, just close your eyes and hear the blackbirds song. There are grey clouds in this sky too but they'll never bother us and there are tests around each corner but they won't amount to much. There are grey clouds in this sky too but they'll never bother us and there are tests around each corner but they won't amount to much. There's no need for us to hurry now, the skies are blue and the days are slow. You can forget about what's left behind, just let your eyes go where they want to go. There are grey clouds in this sky too but they'll never bother us and there are tests around each corner but they won't amount to much. There are grey clouds in this sky too but they'll never bother us and there are tests around each corner but they won't amount to much.
BLAME IT ON THE LANGUAGE. (mp3 sample) What is it that really gets you down, turning your smile into a frown? And what is it that really makes you fume, sending you storming from the room? Blame it on the language blame it on the long walks home oh we still have much to learn. Blame it on the language blame it on the long walks home oh we still have much to learn. What is it that runs around your mind? Through all the thoughts you store inside. And what is it that sticks inside your head with all the careless words I said. Blame it on the language blame it on the long walks home oh we still have much to learn. Blame it on the language blame it on the long walks home oh we still have much to learn. We still have much to learn. We still have much to learn.
WHITE SWANS ON THE WATER. (mp3 sample) Not a wave upon the ocean, not a ship upon the sea, just the white swans on the water looking back at you and me. And the heavens start to open, and it rains the whole day, and those white swans on the water take no notice anyway. Oh have you ever wondered who thought I was right for you and you were right for me. And have you ever wondered why we let time pass us by so very easily. Not a wave upon the ocean, not a ship upon the sea, just those white swans on the water looking back at you and me.
Floating on the breeze sounds like the most inviting pastime ever - LOGO. Daydream pop doesn't really get any tastier - LOSING TODAY. |