happy halloween

open if you dare....

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ferraby lionheart @ the echo 10.05.10

an evening spent at the echo was all worth it as i listened to 4 amazing singers... ferraby lionheart was one of them. from los angeles to nashville and back to la, the music seems to reflect lionheart's real life travels as he dabbles in folk and indie rock without really seeming to fit into either category. maybe this is the secret to making a more enjoyable album. he's touring in support of his second full-length, the jack of hearts, which he composed in nashville. songs like "pocketknife" present lionheart's folky twang and lyrical sincerity with the utmost accessibility, which is also found on songs like "my name" and "arkansas" that slow down the approach and unfold with more precision, albeit with less forthright infectiousness.
i will continue to follow ferraby and share his music on blip.fm, http://blip.fm/CreepingElm
follow ferraby too!
http://ferrabylionheart.com
Twitter @F_Lionheart
My Space http://www.myspace.com/ferrabylionheart
Facebook http://www.facebook.com/ferrabylionheart?v=app_178091127385

"it's a confusing wind that seeps through safe suburban alleyways, past dimestore hallowed decorations, burdened with the smells of suppers made in haste, and carrying the slightest sound of lonely childlike giggles.
it invades me through the slivered cracks of my bedroom window, and carries with it a sense of wonder, innocence, guilt and candied dreams.
for this certainly is the eve of angels. the eve of erin's birth."

you rock A-bomb
to you the most special birthday possibilities
wish well : ) "
-julian sakata

ps the first wish that I received and it was perfect...... thank you

"the characters in my head are my own unmindful possibilities... i may be equally fond and horrified by them all...."
~ CreepingElm

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars…”

- jack kerouac

dylan leblanc - emma hartley (dumbo sessions)

ps i discovered dylan leblanc a couple of days ago and can't get him out of my ears... thank you dylan!

basia bulat @ the echo 10.05.10

ps a night spent at the echo was spectacular.. basia bulat was one of the amazing folk singers that i had the pleasure of seeing this evening. touring and promoting her new album, heart of my own, opened for first aid kit. what a sweet, grateful girl singing on the stage with her variety of strings. one of my favorites being the autoharp. best stated by pitchfork's, amy granzin..."her alto's the aural equivalent of the perfect party host who makes every guest not only welcome, but certain they're the most important person in the room" i found to be very true. surprise.... on stage basia sang a polish song, ‘to nie ptak’, loosely translated, “it’s not a bird.”

one of her songs in polish after mentioning her proud polish heritage. as i listened to her songs I find her musically faithful to the rustic sentiments. her songs grow and reveal their treasures slowly. they are golden! thank you basia........
i share these golden treasures on blip.fm ... have a listen sometime: http://blip.fm/CreepingElm

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http://www.basiabulat.com/
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