Soot and Stars
I AM SOOT!
Don't let the calmness of the photo fool you. These guys are far from still and lifeless. This is a band that is full of energy and soul and all the things that makes music jump out from the soul. They have a very unique sound as well. These guys are fronted by a lady that stands out amongst the rest and moves and accentuates her music when she performs like she is being controlled by a higher power. She's a fireball and she's hot as Hell to boot. Her voice can be as smoldering sexy as can get and then can belt a Janis worthy wail. Her name is:
Genevieve Schatz
I just ordered this c.d. a day after discovering them:
Ordinary Riches
Hear are some studio tracks:
Pressure
I'm angry all the time
No one's fault but mine
Tell me how you fashion kind
When you're out of style
And I try hard to answer
All the questions that you've posed
Tell me now how should I care
When I feel so alone
And so unloved
The pressure is rising
I mean it, it's binding
I've been compromising for you
When you come home really late at night
Ripe to pick a fight
I know just the kind you'd like
So come on and bite
And I try hard to answer
All the punches that you throw
Tell me now how should I fair
When I feel so unloved and so alone
The pressure is rising
I mean it, it's binding
I've been compromising for you
The pressure is rising
I've been compromising for you
I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning
And it's pouring
Oh, I am waiting at the bus stop for you
Staring at walls with closed doors
The key that won't work
Sure helps the time pass by
Saying i'm wrong when i'm wrong
Knowing it's the right thing
Sure helps the thoughts in my mind
The pressure is rising
I mean it, it's binding
I've been compromising for you
You, you
I am waiting at the bus stop
In the morning
And it's boring
I am waiting at the bus stop for you
Oscar Wilde
Episodes and parallels
Don't you want the invitation
Big bright accent, catty smile
Oscar Wilde confrontation
Ah, Live like it's the style
When we waltz on your front porch
We are all our-own devil
We are all our-own devil
We make this world our hell
Porcelain teacups decorate
Tables and the conversation
Beauty pageants, all the time
Is running out, the time is running out
Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We're always running in time
We're always running from time
Even in The Dark
They shine the most live so stay tuned! Wet your taste for now!