leoniemusik

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Aurora and frozen trees

lorenzmira_lapland

#winter #the big sky #at night

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Breaking up with a city is hard.

#singer-songwriter #my music #home recording #musicians on tumblr #SoundCloud

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Day +100

#home recording #singer-songwriter #my music #musicians on tumblr #SoundCloud

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Recorded April 2022. A song I'll never play again.

#singer-songwriter #home recording #my music #SoundCloud

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Written September 2023

I’d settle for silver You know I miss her Used to be the one to hide a body Now I’m just another unread text What would be brought to life The die cast in new light If I could be someone who shows their feelings? Break the mould and see what happens next

But I was scared Of being even second best Just stood and stared I missed the starting gun And now I’m bruised and limping to the finish line Dragging all the things I left undone Wishing I had been someone

Who could foresee the trend The fact it hurt then Doesn’t mean it’s gonna hurt forever Bruises fade and so do memories Now it’s a damn mess Can’t trust the process Does that mean it’s gonna hurt much longer? And is it true it’s either them or me?

I did not dare For fear that I would fail the test Beyond compare’s A race that can’t be won So I refused to try, and too late realized Nothing has to be more than it is Maybe you’ll remember this

Or maybe you can cut your hair and change your name Sign off, forget the password, bury shame You can run and run and run and and never once look back But it’s a hollow victory Arriving all alone A perfect, empty home To which you’d take the gold

I’d settle for silver You know I miss her

#home recording #singer-songwriter #indie pop #demo #SoundCloud

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You should've left the light on.

#sinead o'connor #Youtube

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Lately Venus is a headlamp in the sky Illuminating what will soon be mine Strapped onto the furrowed brow of God It won’t be long

The clothes that make the man Are in a pile on my floor And all I have Only ever leaves me wanting more Ah!

The depth of space Will look me boldly in the eye But I would take The very heavens from the sky It’s my birthright I have to change my life

So let me know the histories of objects Let me learn the secrets of the land Let me be the master of my instrument Like watercolours wept upon, my thoughts ran

Some moods are mountains Some men are weak Afraid of being crushed In their own avalanching dreams Or of the stillness, the dreadful clarity Of the watchful scenery

But wrath is a mountain And I’m at its peak The world unrolls itself Humbly at my feet Oh! my birthright I have changed my life

For now I know the histories of objects Now I’ve learned the secrets of the land (yeah) Now I am the master of my instrument But still, like watercolours wept upon, my thoughts ran

While my hands, for lack of better work to do Were itching with the urge to worry loose The tether that keeps thought within The confines of its sanctuary bay No story left has anything to say! The content of a life is inexpressible The anatomy of the universe, incomprehensible

Yet why not let the raft be borne away Some other day, in stealth After all, eventually This knot undoes itself

#home recording #singer-songwriter #moved my recording setup #and probably accidentally fiddled with knobs #and changed mic placements #and stuff #so i should recalibrate everything cause this kinda sounds like crap #but tbh good enough for now #and the shittiness is aesthetic or sth #here's my music! warts and all!

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She stands in front of the mirror and watches Tucking bone after bone into the pocket Formed by flesh as soft as crimson silk against ivory Oblivious to the tusk that’s stirring inside me

Ooh, I’m gonna cast a spell on you Ooh, it ain’t hard to play the blues

How can I gather the fabric of you Into my arms, the indigo hue Staining like a growth ring into my wrist? How can I speak of my tenderness?

Oh, I’m a sensitive soul Oh, and you’re a sweet smoky devil to hold

I have an elephant’s memory And I can still conjure the day she sent for me Gave me a hand left better undealt I just can’t remember the way that I felt She’d say never mind, leave it behind Be who you really wanna be, and be unkind But me, I’d rather take the making way I'd cut out a rib for room to house that long-lost stray But she’d say

Boil that cat alive Put its bones inside your mouth And watch the mirror Till you see you disappear

We are moved but by the turning of some massive, distant gear At night I feel her breathing, always warm but never near

#home recording #singer-songwriter #recorded this months ago and pushed it aside so i wouldn't pick it apart #and listening back to it now #it kinda holds up

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Today my mind is open

Not open like a door but like a wound

And just beyond the curtain

I caught the anthem of the twice removed

Hear but don’t look

Look but don’t touch

Touch but don’t hold

Hold but don’t you try to feel

So though we’re all related

By the relating of the same sad tale

There is a strange estrangement

At the graveside, long-lost cousins hide behind their veils

Here in body

But pretending

I am elsewhere

Retreating into a waking dream

But isn’t this a nightmare?

Climb over corpses just to get to work

And never stop for no-one

They need a lender, I am just a clerk

Here but don’t look

Look but don’t see

See but don’t touch

Touch but only wearing gloves

It might be contagious

#home recording #my music #folk #kind of i guess #i hate putting a genre on my music #singer-songwriter

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new strategy: record everything and if I get even a half-decent take just upload it without listening to or thinking about it too much

#my music #singer-songwriter #home recording

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Just finished writing this on Friday and it’s still pretty rough around the edges (piano timing is off in a bunch of places, voice is shriller/tighter than I’d like) but I wanted to get it recorded and posted before I start chemo so here we go

#my music #home recording #singer-songwriter

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This song has been on my mind a lot lately - the vibe seems very appropriate for the times - so I decided I might as well cover it.

#joanna newsom #home recording #my covers #my music #rbing cause this one hits different after the cancer diagnosis lol

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Written spring/summer 2016 (iirc).

Trying to do a “record at least 1 original song a month” thing this year because at this point the amount of music I’ve written but never recorded (and am at risk of forgetting) is ridiculous.

#my music #singer-songwriter #home recording

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Otherworldly gorgeousness.

#ros sereysothea

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An original song.

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Living in the shadow of a fire Sleeping in the light of the unknown Consequences of this funeral pyre We crafted for a planet we’ve outgrown If this world is just a dream I wish I could finally wake up And leave behind everything Even what I love For I have seen the scarlet dawn And that rosy mid-afternoon And I have made that journey down, down, down, down But drawn no closer to the heart of things My lyrics often don’t reveal their meaning Until years later down the road So I have to wonder what these words are screening What meaning will eventually unfold? I can’t say I want to die But sometimes I don’t want to be alive And in that no-man’s-land of the soul Nothing can thrive And once everything which was green Has faded to black And we have burned the whole thing down, down, down, down Will that bring us closer to the heart of God?

#my music #my originals #home recording #singer-songwriter

[leoniemusik]

This song has been on my mind a lot lately - the vibe seems very appropriate for the times - so I decided I might as well cover it.

#my music #joanna newsom #my covers #home recording

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Bloc Party - Signs (live at Abbey Road)

#bloc party #live at abbey road #the fucking xylophone ughhh #such a simple but gorgeous song