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Sunflower Blue
Music I've been making for years, alone in my bedroom. It gets me through those late nights, when I have trouble sleeping. And helps me forget about people who don't
love me back. To share secrets I can't really find proper words for.
Albums:
ALBUM: Magicians Never Marry, But They Do Saw Girls In Half...
LABEL:Torched
Records
*You're Not Sorry written by Taylor Swift.
All other tracks written and recorded by Reuben Simpson. Lyrics for 1, 19, 20, and 24 written by Trent Brosnahan/Reuben Simpson.
Special thanks to:Trent (inspiration, ideas, lyrics, late night texts), Courtney (see you at the funeral), Jess (we feel the same things), Sol (for telling me not to kill myself), Ben H, Matthew S, Alex Tur (for trying to fix my loneliness), Amber (I might even forgive you for moving to England).
My first genuine
"band" project, Zeroteamkids is a dark synthy industrial project that
got started around 2007, with fellow vocalist and programmer Sol.
For track previews and occasional updates, you can visit the zeroteamkids myspace.
Started from a jam
between me and Gabi, recorded with
xylophones and guitars an old casio keyboard, I pulled apart samples
from those tracks and turned them into something very different. It
veers from dance to slow ambient music (often segueing between tracks),
and including a couple of covers.
Credits: Track 6
written by Say
Hi. Track 10 Written by Nirvana.
Many thanks to Gabi for
providing instruments, inspiration, and for playing on tracks 1, 2, and
4.
Album
Name:
Shadows
Of Our Former
Selves
Year: 2008
What
if you had
hands made of paper? Huge unwieldy ones that felt little and fell apart
easily.. I built some just to see what its like. It made it really hard
to pick things up, and impossible to type. They were black and were
covered in intricate designs. I held them up, shaking, as I tried to
sing. I couldn't move. The lights got in my eyes and I saw no faces,
only silhouettes.
Some of these tracks were resurrected from old abandoned songs I
started years ago... the rest is new material.
These are strange
days. Alone and wanting to be.
In a way I hate and love everything. I achieve nothing.
I left home with a bible and a gun. Tried to fix a guys broken down
BMW. I didn't ask what he was doing there, alone in a dark carpark.
I stopped for a moment under a tree with the streetlamp lighting the
path in patterns mottled by leaves. An inconsequential moment. I don't know why this memory fills me with such a strong sense of loneliness.
Angela said my paintings have a strong feminine side.
I talk to people on myspace and email americans. I miss them a lot.
(scribbled picture of a skull with crossed out eyes)
Life can really suck. But at least there is beauty in it, if you look
hard enough. And I don't mean girls.
Thanks: Helle (You'll
never come here), Angie (You are my angel), Jay (You'll never hear it).
Special thanks to Michael Travis for remixing The Notebook.
01. Sad Record
02. Nothing Ever Works
03. Open Letter
04. Love And Death
05. The Letter A
06. It Hurts
07. A Difficult Life
08. I Don't Know Why
09. B Real B Nice B Thoughtful
10. I Don't Want To Die
11. The Letter A (Live)
Leaning my head on the table, wondering how much longer this will last. Broken pieces that can't be put back together. Writing the meanings of songs on carefully decorated pages, to girls who will always be distant.
Resolutions strangely
didn't come to mind on a horrible
sleepless new years eve. Tears formed patches on the hard floor, the
pain in my head not matching the numbness in my arms each time I woke.
I could hear heavy breathing and the sounds of friends around me in the
darkness, friends who didn't notice my red rimmed eyes in the morning.
I fell into quiet memories and no one offered comfort, but their
presence kept my feelings under guard.
Terran7
and other old stuff...
Terran7
was my moniker before Sunflower Blue. Some of it got played on local
student radio, amazingly.
