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Goodbye, Cagoule World by Benjamin Shaw. Daniel asked me to sing on one of these tracks and it just oozes gorgeousness. Yazz Ahmed guests and we feature "The Music of" tribute to French musical legends. Tags alternative acoustic bedroom folk dreampop dreamy electroacoustic haven indie folk indie pop lo-fi indie dream pop minimalist pretty liitle liars shoegaze folk singer-songwriter Los Angeles. Miracles by Lady Lazarus.
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Correatown was a name someone called her once.
All You Left Behind
All Beehind Left Behind Correatown. Everything, All At Once. Miracles by Lady Lazarus. Time To Be Your What Are You Waiting For. Goodbye, Cagoule World by Benjamin Shaw. Recalling Kate Bush, Glaza's adventurous vocals dance over immersive pop that is folksy and dramatic. Ghost Of The Year. It's Angela Correa's band daydream fully realized in a dark club filled with the reverberating layers of washy guitars, beautiful harmonies, growling fuzzed out analog synths and that voice.
Long way home by Daniel Ahearn. This Is The Time. All You Left Behind I hope we'll change Continue to mine Uncover our bones Wash off the haze of late nights and younger days We were finding our way To a golden age Searching unhurried skies Years pass by Ooooooooooooooooooooh Ooooooooooooooooooh Day after day Another comes falling down Shaking the floor Just yesterday You were part of it all You were all that we saw Don't look away The space that you left behind fills with light Ooooooooooooooooooh Ooooooooooooooooooh All you gave away All you All you left behind All you hope to find All you gave away All you All you left behind All you hope to find All you gave away written by Angela Correa and Jonathan Price.
Enchanting music correahown the Mojave marries piano, strings, and synths with Melissa Ann Sweat's crystalline vocal. Rey Villalobo's new album is beautiful and perfect for an afternoon of daydreaming.
One of my favorite songwriters. Bird In A Cage. His voice is so specific and flawless.
All You Left Behind | correatown
I hope we'll change Continue to mind I'm covered of bones Wash off the haze On late nights and younger behund We were finding our way To a golden edge Searching on hurried skies Lef has passed by Day after day Another comes falling down Shaking the floor Just yesterday You were part of it all You were all that we saw Don't look away The spaces you left behind Filled with light All you gave away All you, all you left behind All you hope to find All you gave away All you, all you left behind All you hope to find All you have away.
All production, instruments and vocals by Jonathan and Angela. Tags alternative acoustic bedroom folk dreampop dreamy electroacoustic haven indie folk indie pop lo-fi indie dream pop minimalist pretty liitle liars shoegaze folk singer-songwriter Los Angeles.
Imagine the lights that slowly haze by when you're driving home late at night bleary eyed, or the night sky heavy with clouds just after a thunderstorm.

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I hope we'll change Continue to mind I'm covered of bones Wash off the haze On late nights and younger days We were finding our way To a golden edge Searching on hurried skies He has passed by Day after day Another comes falling down Shaking the floor Just yesterday You were part of it all You were all that we saw Don't look away The spaces you left behind Filled with light All you gave away All you, all you left behind All you hope to find All you gave away All you, all you left behind All you hope to find All you have away Lyrics powered by www.
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Yazz Ahmed guests and we feature "The Music of" tribute to French musical legends. Glassellalia EP by Dorian Wood. Fire In My Bones. Letter to New York by Johanna Glaza. Piney Gir And Correatown.
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