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John Pfeifer - vocal, piano,drums, music/lyrics; Matt Scott - piano,organ, synths, samples, tambourine, shaker
boundless
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An amalgam of anything that passes thru one ear and out the other -- see our Interview page for details.
In our music, you'll hopefully find everything -- rock, orchestral, trip-hop, spacey/ambient, whatever -- most times all in one tune!! Mwah-ha-ha.... We follow no labels, guidelines, trends -- we write what we feel at any given moment; industrial one moment, folk the next. You might hear smatterings of Floyd/Waters/Gilmour, a touch of Mike Nesmith, some Metheny, maybe even some Vangelis or 80's pop, classic rock, sheer noise, Air, Terje Rypdal, and if you really stretch in order to make us seem more relevant to the times, maybe some of The Shins, Sigur Ros, etc. Basically anything that makes a noise can inspire us.
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Genre
Rock • Rock Unplugged
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#15 today Peak #6
#2 in subgenre Peak #1
Author
John Pfeifer
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John Pfeifer
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September 11, 2015
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MP3 5.7 MB • 160 kbps • 4:59
Story behind the song
There were girls that haunted me for years. "Emily," Maggie," and "Pleasance," all to varying degrees. Of course, these weren't their real names. But their significance did not diminish their effect on me at all over the years.
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Was it '91 or '92 that Emily breezed into your airless life? She carried the slightest hint of Red perfume, and in her tie-dyed string-top clearly she's your type. You agonized for months on how to ask this beauty out. You finally threw the glove down and hit it right That mysterious fall of '89 when you were young, and Maggie was just one promise your future held. She had that sparkling mischief in her eye. Into a passionate whirlwind you found yourself propelled. You agonize to this day how the calls stopped coming in. You finally threw the towel in and took your hit. A city like this certainly isn't boundless. You've gotta run into them some day. Turn the corner, one of them just might be there. Don't let your mouth get in the way. And whether hopes or fears, suspect they're by no means groundless; you've gotta run into them someday. The summer of '96 in some other life, when Pleasance fixed you in her haunted wistful stare. And beneath the yellowed Rhinelander sign that was barely lit, she would restively worry her finger through her long wavy hair. You agonized for weeks on how to help this poor girl out. She finally took it on the chin then... but you walked away. A city like this certainly isn't boundless. You've gotta run into them some day. Turn the corner, one of them just might be there. Don't let your mouth get in the way. And whether hopes or fears, suspect they're by no means groundless; you've gotta run into them someday.
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