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Bree Morcroft
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Bree Morcroft There is no turning your ear away from this one, such a wide variety of sounds keep things interesting right through. No pigeonhole suits that's for sure. There are moments of The Black Keys, You Am I, William Elliot Whitmore and even a hint of Arctic Monkeys, all with a unique twist. From the calm, to the super gritty, it is all covered here. It certainly smashes down the barrier of what you'd expect when you hear 'Cello' mentioned. Really well produced tracks that sound great with volume. Favorite track: Gone Gone.
Marko Segura
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Marko Segura The whole album is awesome! When listening, prepare yourself for a voyage across a wide spectrum of music! Mr Bell' Rust provides indie pop rock, blues, and folk. I had a difficult time to choose which song is my favorite, because "Gone Gone" is my next one.
Definitely, this is one of the 2016 best albums I've heard.
Recommended if you like Black Keys, Hozier, that kind of indie pop music Favorite track: Smokestack Lightning.
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1.
Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin' Shinin', just like gold Why don't ya hear me cryin'? A-whoo-hooo, oooo Whooo Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, What's the, matter with you? Why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, tell me, baby, Where did ya, stay last night? A-why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, stop your train, Let her, go for a ride Why don't ya hear me cryin'? Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, fare ya well Never see, a you no more A-why don't ya hear me cryin'? Oooo, whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo Whoa-oh, who been here baby since, I-I been gone, a little, bitty boy? Girl, be on A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo Whooo
2.
don't be scared keep off the lights do your best to keep out of sight its just a little blood some elbow grease you can wash the sheets come in close I have words that burn skeletons and rocks to turn the money's safe its yours to keep just tell the cops what they want to think Oh darlin, I am fine Oh darlin, I am fine we did our best but couldn't find our path to peace of mind I was grinding teeth knuckles white pacing laps before a fight you were right, his suit was fleece but it was his men who had the teeth tell the kids it was quick we just talked a bit I just closed my eyes Oh darlin, I am fine Oh darlin, I am fine
3.
grind my teeth down to the nub counted sheep til they gave up greener pastures, a softer bed my hearts a drum line in my head I can't breathe I can't see Sometimes, I think too much heart is racing, I lost my touch I'm tripping over, I'm tripping over, I'm tripping over me, I get lost in the rush its all tapping pencils and fingernails pacing floorboards in two four time words stampede over my ears pounding in each one of my fears Bridge - breakdown. I can't breathe I can't see Sometimes, I think too much heart is racing, I lost my touch I'm tripping over, I'm tripping over, I'm tripping over me, I get lost in the rush
4.
lam of the door hits like a whip 4 in the morning you wait and sit radio static, 40 below trombone , pitchforks ache in your bones when the fire burns out silence and dread can't find the strength for an empty bed find your way on the path back home, boys find your way on the path back home he packed up his car suitcase and stars city full of hope for black tie affairs/dancing and cheer nights on the pier with the famous and the rich but its wet brick and mud an ache in his gut walk the 15 blocks find your way on the path back home, boys find your way on the path back home we knew it was through hurts just the same I miss your green eyes your hands in mine she called on the phone voice cracked, foaming naked in her bed tip of her tongue lashed out with love hasn't yet found just dirty sheets cigarettes and pieces memories rattle through find your way on the path back home, boys find your way on the path back home
5.
Gone Gone 04:06
gone gone, moneys all gone dried up dried up bed of the farm gone gone, moneys all gone dried up dried up bed of the farm places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me________ hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back gone gone, moneys all gone drowned in drowned in whiskey and tar gone gone, moneys all gone drowned in drowned in whiskey and tar places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me________ hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back I have a back and two strong arms work off my sins down at the bar I have a back and two strong arms work off my sins down at the bar places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me places to go people to see all i need to new shoes on me________ hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back hide away from me devil hide away from. get thee back
6.
Sea of Women 03:36
wo red suitcases, ticket for a plane tight black dress, never see you again stack of bricks in the shape of a house let the mice eat the food, now that you're gone some hide in the past, days long gone muttering out where it went wrong rotten mind deletes the past so i'll be here as long as the feeling lasts Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out hold my breath, as I go down Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out jonah tried to escape in the belly of a whale another sob story in a barroom tale but i'm feeling sorry, i'm sick too get him another drink and get me two James got lost in future hope ideas pure and washed with soap but you cant build a church from dirty rags don't be a fool she can carry her bags Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out hold my breath, as I go down Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out I will die on the raft I will die on the raft Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out hold my breath, as I go down Im going to need a sea of women to drown you out
7.
Kiss Me 03:14
20 dollars, my grandpas watch ripped jacket, wooden cross all my possessions in tattered cloth these things are yours let your dress sway with the breeze we'll waltz in time with the trees the birds will sing us to sleep as we lay down in the grass kiss me soft and kiss me sweet in the rubble of the street i lay my heart at your feet oh kiss me, as the world(hold for a measure) burns yesterday is dust and smoke only god gets the joke he's laughing back at home tomorrow may never come let your dress sway with the breeze we'll waltz in time with the trees the birds will sing us to sleep as we lay down in the grass kiss me soft and kiss me sweet in the rubble of the street i lay my heart at your feet oh kiss me, as the world(hold for a measure) burns
8.
oh my weary bones lay down in your bed sprout your branches through holes in my ribs let your roots grow strong deep in the dirt weather the storm keep settled and warm weather storm shaking up the leaves like millions of hands sing you their praise birds toward the dawn let your roots grow strong deep in the dirt/earth weather the storm keep settled and warm weather storm
9.
Skeletons 04:36
Ghosts locked inside our floorboards, moaning away, moaning away pining for their old lives tv diners, blonde wives moaning away demons hanging 'round your bedposts til the light of day, pulling covers tickling your feet til the light of day skeletons in the closet always have the same complaints how it would be better if they only had their way oh, let them out, to sing and dance and play Ole Saint Peter is in the fridge again joking with the snake how the whole thing got away from them but its all ok, it's all ok skeletons in the closet always have the same complaints how it would be better if they only had their way oh, let them out, to sing and dance and play The Angels are starting a Card game..... the skeletons in the closet always have the same complaints how it could have been better if they only had their way
10.
I Can't Hear 05:03
tangled sheets crowd of faces smiling at me you were there white knuckles holding my hand I can't hear I can't hear you wind in our hair cracked brick and rattling bike gears moon lights the way shadows afraid to touch our feet I can't hear I can't hear you I can't hear I can't hear you breathe

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released March 25, 2016

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Christopher Bell Chautauqua, New York

Christopher Bell is not your average cellist. Using various pedals he layers and distorts his electric cello creating quirky, catchy indie pop music. Christopher is known both for his use of technology – which he uses to sample his cello live – and for his unique methods of touring – via canoe, bike and on foot. ... more

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