“Hondora” is on the Insound April 2012 Mixtape along with tracks by Beach House, John Maus, M. Ward, and more. Snag it for free at the link - /V\ /V\
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“White Birds turn heartbreak into low-key, lo-fi indie-rock gold on “Hondora”, our MP3 of the Day” - Spinner.com
--- 1 year ago --- 2 notes ---Thank you - /V\ /V\
--- 1 year ago --- 1 note --- 20 plays ---Sunday Shuffle
Today on the Sunday Shuffle, ‘Hondora’ by White Birds. I have a serious weakness (not that it’s weak) for lo-fi, so this song is pretty heavenly in that sense. Its washed out (in a good way) 60s pop vibe is very pleasant, and I like the way the vocals float and ripple on the soft instrumentals. It makes me think of those reflections water casts on walls. The best part of the song comes in around 1:40, though. Quiet, rhythmic drums drop in, and it sounds almost like being underwater in your neighbor’s backyard pool. Maybe this was the quaint, suburban image Lana Del Ray was trying to capture in her music, but this song actually does it well. It deftly captures feelings and moments that are palpable and imaginable, not through trite lyrics, but intricate sound.
Full length LP available now for stream at bandcamp and soundcloud. Buy the album at whitebirds.bandcamp.com.
“Listen to this week’s Key Studio Session and count the ways the guys in White Birdsimpressively play off one another. There’s vibey ensemble moments: Mike Cammarata’s minimal floor tom percussion provides the broken heartbeat to the tales of loss singer Jim Harvey spins thru a 60′s pop loom (“Floating Hands”). Chris Radwinski’s strolling bass line strikes a harmonic counterpoint to the scene in “Hondora.” But the breezy Bucks County psych band also works at the simplest level: “No Sun” and “Veins Lined With Rust” are carried by breathtaking harmonies between Harvey and his brother Farzad Houshiarnejad. It’s a far cry from the spastic carnival music these guys delivered as Drink Up Buttercup, but the band says you shouldn’t be fooled by the downtempo approach of its debut EP (or this session). It’s catalog runs broader, since it’s preparing to release a full length next year, and when White Birds opens for Jukebox the Ghost on Saturday, it promises energetic rock-out moments to break up the mellow mood. Get the full story when their session and interview plays back on The Key Studio Sessions Hour on XPN2tomorrow night at 7. White Birds opens for The Spinto Band and Jukebox the Ghost Sat. Dec. 3 at Union Transfer. Tickets to the all-ages show are $14, more info at UTPhilly.com.” - John Vittese
--- 1 year ago --- 7 notes ---Hondora
thought that it would never be this way
now i’m cryin’
thought that you would never go away
now i’m lyin’
i am lying all alone with all of this with all of this
feel like i’m dying all alone with all of this with all of this now
thought that i would never see the day
now i’m cryin’
thought i would never see the night
now i’m lyin’
i am lying all alone with all of this with all of this
feel like i’m dying all alone with all of this with all of this now
i don’t wanna be alone, don’t wanna be lonesome
i need you here with me until your heart grows
don’t wanna be alone, don’t wanna lonesome
i need you here with me until your heart glows
now you and i we can’t be the same cause i’m lyin’
Bee Hive
it was a friend of mine
with my fingers turning red
i pulled his heart and ran away
these were some tears of mine
this was the game
we’re both alone, alone together
I WALK ALONE
i’m getting weirder now
from a sore that’s in my head
it’s poking fun at me
i’m feeling sad
his chest was bleeding out with an open flame
there’s no tomorrow, there’s yesterday
I WALK ALONE
i’m feeling better
there’s a place to stay
there’s no tomorrow, there’s yesterday
it’s like the sun’s right out
there’s a place to stay
there’s no tomorrow, there’s yesterday
I WALK ALONE
Floating Hands
woke up from a deep sleep
cause i felt a hand try to touch me
my heart is beating
beating out of my skull
from a hand that i cut off
i don’t know if she’ll ever let this go
fingers and her palms fingers and her palms
tightening up
she won’t ever let it go
woke up from a deep sleep
cause i felt a hand that i cut off
floating towards me just for one last touch
for one last touch
i don’t know if she’ll ever let this go
fingers and her palms fingers and her palms
tightening up
fingers and her palms fingers and her palms tightening up
i don’t know if she’ll ever let this go
i don’t know if she’ll ever let me go
fingers and her palms fingers and her palms
tightening up
Veins Lined With Rust
saw you through the window of our house
saw you and my veins were lined with rust
saw you and and my veins were lined with
saw you and my veins were lined with rust
cause i saw that you had given up on us
and now i’m waiting for you to say the words
and all i’m wanting is for you to say the words
all that i can do is wait, all that i can do is wait for you
saw with your hands on someone else
hurt me more to know just how they felt
saw you and my veins were filled with
saw you and my veins were lined with rust
cause i saw that you gave your body to lust
and now i’m waiting for you to say the words
and all i’m wanting is for you to say the words
all that i can do is wait, all that i can do is wait for you
seeing you with him made me feel truth
truth that i can’t live life without you
saw you there with him and saw you saw you there with him and saw the truth
i saw the truth when i saw i lost you
and now i’m waiting for you to say the words
and all i’m wanting is for you to say the words
i told you i’m all yours if you’re all mine
i am all yours if you’re all mine
