Writing music for over a decade this singer/songwriter has gathered herself a fine line of songs, styles and musicians along the way. Based in Fairfield County CT, you can find her solo shows all over the country or with the help of the finest local musicians in the tri-state area. Her combined playful stage presence, illuminating lyrics and ridiculously catchy tunes make her one of the areas most cherished performers. Rated editors number one pick on CDBaby.com in 2005, we can expect much more to come from this organically radiant talent.
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Greetings. I just wanted to thank you for your continued support and invite you to have a first listen on myspace to the tracks off the new EP "Monster & Minstrel" due out later this month. Bright stars to you! Ahmond
Hey it's your buddy Mike Falzone (no one says buddy anymore). I just wanted to give you my record "Fun with Honesty" for free. I'd also like to give you an obnoxiously long hug, but due to our proximity, I don't think that can happen today. Please give it a listen. If I'm ever famous one day you can say, "Hey! That loser gave me his album for free!"... then you can laugh at everyone who paid $20 for it at Best bUY. Have a great day!
Silent winds find themselves empty upon your window Long grown piercing gray from time spent alone Still shaking from the famine. feeding on moments when failure has broken through. My bright eyes hardend to the claws of a damaged desire. I would claim your sorrow from behind the steel bars of your past and with a rush of my wings drape you in shed blood and gentle lashes, cloak you in clouds and dream you away. But I tremble, and fail, and cannot reach through. Shedding this shadow of a threat the world awakens to find pain draped in the cold of winter cocooned within you. The white womb of swirling radiant moonlight swells against this overwhelming sheet of blackness The glow of twitching stars broken in by the black music of my sweet failure, as death dreams over me in sour notes of sorrow hanging like a hard rain which sinks from the veil of night Into a mist which lays limp and breathless over my prayers. I try to drown the disease of my past with a river of pain that rolls like thunder down over my face. alone in the safety of silence dreaming and paralyzed in the death of each moment spent isolated, as the warmth of depression grows and throws its silhouette in front of me swaying with the still shadows to barely stumble through the leaden beating of my heart.
Looking forward to the "End of An Error" January 24 @ the Acoustic Cafe in Bridgeport, CT with Wandering Roots Duo Shawn Taylor/Jim McKeeman & also with Nick Harrison & Friends. This is a poly-partisan, nonpolitical, goodhearted celebration of W's retirement. Peace!
I wish I could have been there on the 2nd, mama. But good luck on the re-opening. What a beautiful thing to have the cafe in the hands of the people who started going there almost 10 years ago!!
