Little Heart is a subtle Valentine. Beautiful in its simplicity, the song grows more poignant and profound with each listen. Topping out at a minute and a half, Little Heart is short. To catch the full meaning of this delicate, minimalist piece, I recommend that you play it over and over, like I did.
An impressionistic wisp of a song, Little Heart consists only of a lead vocal and evocative background vocals, sung in pure tones and whispers. Vocals that sigh with yearning, even as the lyrics scold.
Lisa West, a songwriter from Denton, Texas who records under the name Faerytale, found her inspiration for Little Heart in the writings of Tolkien, and in the idea that, “we tend to be hardest on ourselves”.
How cold of you, little heart
How sweet and liquid you tried to deceive
Did you honestly believe my eyes did not see?
Now backtrack, little heart, now run
Do you honestly believe you run from me?
Try to find those paths by which you came
And be careful, little heart, you are lame
Cold, grey, victim of your own sway
I was not, we were not
Equals, little heart, friendly, kind
My eyes bore into your motive and we both saw
Run, little heart, run
Read more about Lisa West on EaRiE. Connect with her fb.
SoundCloud, where the Sirenstories SoundCloud lives, is apparently a great place for collaboration. From what I can gather, among other things, it’s like . . . online dating for musicians, or rather, online making.
With Valentine’s Day fluttering towards us on ickle cupid wings, it seems like a good time to post one of the collaborative pieces submitted to the Sirenstories SoundCloud. There have been quite a few uploaded recently.
Roses is a gorgeous song full of yearning, with a guitar track from Telefan and lyrics and vocals by Linde Sagen.
I’ve listened to Roses over and over for about twenty minutes. There’s something elusive about the song. The form sounds loose, feels organic. The lyrics seem a little loose as well, as far as rhyme, and at times, even reason. And yet . . . I love the lyrics. Love the surprising sentiment of the song: Hold your roses back.
Jim M from Philadelphia, who goes by Telefan, is a guitar player who has collaborated with dozens of artists on SoundCloud. He was the one who uploaded Roses, so I looked him up to find out a bit more about the song, but found only this lovely note: “Linde Sagen created some amazing vocals and lyrics for my music. It was an honor to work with her again.”
I’m sure Linde Sagen would say the same about Telefan. His jazz inspired guitar playing has a beautiful, clean tone. I look forward to listening to more of his collaborations.
Do you remember our very first night; we were busy chasing green lights Time was raining on with crazy love, holding hands, dancing with a free mind And the smell of green grass was never greater
Hold your fancy roses back, don`t buy me with a bunch of fancy crap Hold the speed of your words, what does it matter now, wrong or right Hold your roses back, I don`t need them anymore See whatever that comes around, you’re begging me for more I said hold your fancy roses back, I said hold your fancy roses back I don`t need them anymore
Dazzled away by roses, dazzled away by a bunch of fancy roses It’s hard tonight, imagine what the world would be without you Just a bunch of fancy roses (those days are over)
Hold your fancy roses back, don`t buy me with a bunch of fancy crap All I know it’s better than before, all I know his living for the moment Roses, all I know he`s breathing on me now. This boy never read the weather All I know he`s breathing on me, don’t you ever stop I see you holding back the future, I see us falling back to pieces Hold your fancy roses back Where does he run to, where does he run to now I`ll never lay me down in his bed of roses . . .
Linde Sagen – lyrics, and vocals.
Telefan – guitars, and bass.