A Perfect Playlist: Thank You —The Little Heroes, Keane, Morning Parade and more

Perfect Playlist Like Keane, Similar to Morning Parade

Perfect Playlist Like Keane, Similar to Morning Parade

  • Thank You —The Little Heroes
  • Summer Jets—Iain Archer
  • Hit the Ground (Superman)—The Big Pink
  • Round and Round—Imagine Dragons
  • Bend & Break—Keane
  • Us & Ourselves—Morning Parade
  • Cause for Alarm—The Boxer Rebellion
  • Alright—Pilot Speed
  • Tell Her This—Del Amitri Twisted
  • Into the Wild—LP
  • Tsunami—Manic Street Preachers
  • Lullaby—Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (BRMC)
  • Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand—Primitive Radio Gods
  • A Song for the Lovers—Richard Ashcroft
  • All In White—The Vaccines
  • Conductor—We Were Promised Jetpacks
  • Chapel Song—We Are Augustines
  • In Excelsis Deo—There Will Be Fireworks

Complete Lyrics to the song Thank You follow after the lyrics
by The Little Heroes


Thank you for the gifts that you gave and the lines that were said.
I had guessed we’d always be friends
and all the plans that we made
again and again.
I had guessed we’d always be friends.
You’re an angel
and your words cause little earthquakes…
all the world stops everyday when you wake….
and we fall down…
down at your feet…
to say goodnight…
and sadly retreat.
All of your words cause little earthquakes.
All the world stops everyday when you wake…
and we fall down.

Stayed along the lines that we traced,
and the books that we read could not explain
these thoughts in our head.
And all the glances exchanged wouldn’t suggest to the bare remains….

You’re an angel
and your words cause little earthquakes…
all the world stops everyday when you wake….
and we fall down…
down at your feet…
to say goodnight…
and sadly retreat.
All of your words cause little earthquakes.
All the world stops everyday when you wake…
and we fall down.

All of your words cause little earthquakes.
All the world stops everyday when you wake…
and I couldn’t see all the time it takes
when we fall down.

Pears and Apples – Olympic Swimmers

Simon Liddell, Susie Smillie, Graeme Smillie, Jonny Scott and Jamie Savage - band members of Olympic Swimmers

I have landed in Utopia today, but landed totally confused. By accident, I happened upon a band named Olympic Swimmers (Glasgow, Scotland), and yet it doesn’t appear as if many other folks have discovered them – at least not many Americans (not yet).

How can this be? The voice of Susie Smillie just melts me. Good God, when she belts out the word “on” in the line “The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,” I’m fairly sure my head will fly right off and soar up to the heavens. Her voice is just that delicious.

I’ve been searching through the proverbial radio dial for female vocalists for quite some time – and with very little luck. If you want to hear women busily showing off up and down the octave keyboards (which I do not), the world is your banana. Looking for a woman who sings precious preciousness (usually mixed with a precious male counterpart)? Tune into the next station. But what about those of us who just want to hear a straight out beautiful song, sung by someone with a straight out beautiful voice, no bells and whistles needed (you know, the way Linda Ronstadt could just, well, sing).  For me, that voice has been lacking until today.

Of course, things only get better when the band and the voice are perfect compliments to each other. Hating to compare any good band with another – yet realizing it’s one way we at least understand what category we’re talking about – think Morning Parade, with hints of Boxer Rebellion or the Vaccines. But, again, forget all that nonsense. This band stand on its own.

This Glaswegian band is one of my new favorites.

In fact, the only thing it seems to be lacking is a good marketing plan. Olympic Swimmers should be all over social media, hitting all the better concert halls around the planet, and putting out music just for me!

 

Pears and Apples
by Olympic Swimmers

Cut out the lights, he won’t find you.
Cut out the lights,
he won’t find you.

Another bag packed, another name,
another night I’ll hear him say,
this was the last time that I wasn’t myself
when I look above I see the vultures circling me.
In just a room they called, with tongue in cheek, my home,
it’s freezing cold, my blood is dry, the power’s about to go.

The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,
but that knife that’s in the kitchen sink won’t find it’s home in me.

Start this over again with me,
all your burns and bruises,
they don’t, they don’t scare me.

These people wonder,
what’s haunting me
and they’ll look right through me,
it’s all they’ll see.

Change all these ideals you,
you feed your young
and encourage them to,
to be alone.

In just a room they called, with tongue in cheek, my home,
it’s freezing cold,
my blood is dry,
the power’s about to go.

The past, the past, the past, the past is on to me,
but that knife that’s in the kitchen sink won’t find it’s home in me.

Start this over again with me,
all your burns and bruises,
they don’t, they don’t, they don’t scare me.

Cut out the lights,
he won’t find you.


Band members: Simon Liddell, Susie Smillie, Graeme Smillie, Jonny Scott and Jamie Savage.

Headlights—Morning Parade

Morning Parade Headlight Lyrics and Song Meaning

Morning Parade is one of the all-encompassing great bands right now.  You won’t find any gimmicks here, just solid band goodness.   The lead singer, Steve Sparrow (he also plays piano and guitar) belts out songs that will make you say, “Yeah, Steve.  I’ll wash your dishes and clean your floors for the rest of your life if you’ll just sing for me.”   Phil Titus (bass), Chad Thomas (guitar) and Ben Giddings (piano/synths) certainly deserve praise, of course. Yet the drummer, Andrew Hayes,  wow… he just drives me crazy with love.  He goes off on a tangent without taking away from the music, which is a rarity.  It’s as if the rest of the band has said, “Okay, just ignore Andy and let him do his thing… he’s perfect that way.”  And he is. In fact, he opens almost every song….. Hayes drums and then the band lets loose. Continue reading “Headlights—Morning Parade”