1. |
Telephone
03:43
|
|||
|
I always knew it would be you
I never quite had a clue
Of when or where, and certainly not this place
Somehow, I think I've seen your face
I'd tell you all of this over coffee
But the caffeine might make you jumpy
And then you'd never hear the words I've said
And this whole damned scheme might be dead
You and me, we're thick as thieves
Sitting in the heat
Anything you say, one more drop of rain
Silence on the telephone.
|
||||
2. |
Homesickness
05:24
|
|||
If you like Chris Keegan, you may also like:
Little Piece of Hair
by Century Egg
More bright, upbeat rippers from Canadian rockers Century Egg, splitting the difference between garage rock scuzz and noise pop sugar.
go to album
The lush dream pop of A Beacon School combines effervescent melodies with driving percussion.
go to album
The first new release from Oakland band Meat Market in four years is full of tunefully off-kilter guitars and mathy tempo changes.
go to album
Burnt Palms/Sunset Swim split flexi 7"
by Burnt Palms/Sunset Swim
Optimistic indie-pop that's melancholy but sweet—available as a split single on limited edition flexi.
go to album
This debut from the Paris-based American artist showcases his genre-fluid sound.
go to album
The group’s sophomore effort demonstrates a dedication to songcraft and sharp lyricism.
go to album
Hazy, deeply personal guitar pop with plenty of ambiance and strong melodies that linger.
go to album
