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The story of

The F-Side Country

album The F-Side Country / 2020-07-15
songwriter / guitars, voices, duet

I started playing a PC game - Overwatch - while & because of a very bad life/situation and because of feeling super lonely. Not even trying to make friends, I anyway did… slowly and continually. We gamers find others that fit with us somehow.

Over the months, I had to move, lost some people in my family, broke a lot in life, wanted to end it all, but, hey, somehow, I managed to go through it - thanks to the people that became a part of my life as well, even if first "existing" for me only in the virtual world. Talking, sharing, getting to our passions - and with one particular person, I learned I shared a passion for (acoustic) music and music overall. Playing, talking, exchanging great songs to listen to as well in between, inspiring the other... we both were in a bad place of sorts, and depressive people at times as well, not by choice, still kind of are... we ended up meeting in (his home country) Sweden. We just had to, so close in personalities...

To add to that, in only a few days, we learned that we not only can sing together random songs we liked but also create new ones - as easily as breathing. I didn't have any real recording/music stuff gear with me. So - only him, me, his two guitars, our voices, and my phone (Voice memos on an iPhone, not even a regular mic ;-) ) served as our memories-making tools. And we recorded just so, on the go, what we created. Each song took only a few hours, sometimes minutes, to be created, and only a few rehearsals and... done.

I loved it, loved the songs we made and how we made it, the whole process. Even months later, I listened to our songs a lot - and later, back home, I decided I want them to exist, to be actually accessible. Me and Vii here in our &Tilly room spent tens of hours on cleaning the songs from the simple phone-on-the-table noise and polished the live recordings low-ish in quality so that it sounds... well, just listen, and let me know. I must say I am hugely proud of what I and Texan did in those few days - from zero to a whole... live... album. Not even knowing we are doing that, we did it as naturally as breathing.

"Making music felt like breathing..."

The F-Side country is an album of longing, of aloneness disturbed by finding company, of two souls resonating together, and about all the Fuckups and Friendships and Final thoughts... Flipped to become sound and words and music. A whole country-inspired world hidden in a guitar and two voices.

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& lyrics

#1 On The Kitchen Floor ==== 
 
 Take me back to pieces
 Take me back in time
 Take me away, this is
 My standing in line
 
 Talk me through the story
 Talk me from that way
 Talk about your worry
 Making little waves
 
 Does it feel like running out of time
 Does it feel like wasting the last dime
 
 I would try something new
 Wishing you could hear more
 All along, write and do
 On the kitchen floor
 
 So take me back to pieces
 Take me back in time
 
 Take me back in time
 
 
 #2 Better With You ====
 
 Tell me something, tell me something beautiful
 Tell me about smiling that won't turn into sorrows dull
 
 Talk about the weather if you have nothing else on mind
 Your words feel like feathers, letters sound like lullabies
 
 Cry with me, no one else would want to
 Only the goodbies I have to endure just like you
 
 I don't mind you crying, I don't mind to do that too
 Even if not perfect, my life is just  better with you
 
 Hold me on this cold day, I could use your presence 
 Hug me, I feel empty, and all the bad might lessen
 
 Tell me the truth, I don't seem to recall any
 You just might be right, and I might have wronged many
 
 Tell me something, tell me something meaningless
 Tell me about smiles that won't turn into something less
 
 Talk about the weather if you have nothing else to say
 With your words I feel better, I'm better with you today
 
 na na na, na na na na na na
 na na na na na na, na na na na na na na
 
 
 #3 Blame It On The Pigeons ====
 
 If a car goes too fast
 Is life too short to last
 How do you know
 There's not a new life
 In the hospital 
 With his wife
 
 If a bread falls on the floor
 With somebody at the door
 Why do you think
 There was intention
 Of disturbing you
 He didn't mention
 
 This unnecessary talking
 If you're not walking in his shoes
 How can you understand his blues
 If you must blame someone
 Blame it on the pigeons
 
 What if it is really you
 In the way of drivers too
 And the entering
 Shocked from the breadcrumbs
 Black and white
 Or a grey spectrum
 
 Is your blaming really helping?
 I mean, what good will it make, 
 If you cannot change 
 What's already happened?
 
 It may be hard to accept
 but sometimes, all you can do is
 Roll over and go on
 
 This unnecessary talking
 If you're not walking in his shoes
 How can you understand his blues
 If finding something to blame
 Blame it on the pigeons
 
 Well, blame it on the pigeons
 
 #4 Can You Hear The Rain ====
 
 Is the rain talking
 To my other heart
 Is your heart walking
 To the rainy yard
 
 Can the rain be speaking
 A language that I know
 Can you make me hoping
 That we will stay just so
 
 Can you hear the rain fall
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 Slowly tapping on my
 Windowsill
 Can you hear the rain fall
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 
 It's not the last time
 That dark became so bright
 Move into the part-mine
 Corner wall, I might
 
 Coming here to warm me
 Sun will rise, so vast
 Well, I preferred the stormy
 Weather dealt to us
 
 Can you hear the rain fall
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 Slowly tapping on my
 Windowsill
 Can you hear the rain fall
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 
 Can you hear the rain fall
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 Slowly tapping on my
 Windowsill
 Can you hear the rainbow
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 Hmm hmhm hm hmmm
 
 
 #5 Five Circles Of Hell ====
 
 The gates of hell slowly pulling me in, pulling me in
 Wish I could close these doors, without closing me within
 
 If I ever fall in the pit, I might deny my own name
 Bury me in that what was, and I will scream in pain 
 
 I should have known better
 I shouldn't pick it as well
 I'll shed the should and shouldn'ts
 Passing through circles of hell
 
 At the Devil's crossroad I'll stop, try to ask for a deal
 If I only knew which road, I'd never know how'd this feel
 
 People say I went too far, too far at times
 Its killing me I might as well be dead, close to end at last
 
 I should have known better
 I shouldn't pick it as well
 I'll shed the should and shouldn'ts
 Passing through circles of hell
 
 The gates of hell slowly pulling me in, pulling me in
 At the end I'll enter on my own, making the devil my kin
 
 Making the devil my kin
 
 
 #6 The Day We Had The Moon With Us ====
 
 Sun up, rising and shining
 And us, up and about 
 Wandering
 And wondering
 Why is the moon going by
 On an afternoon, to fly
 
 And we can't help but think
 If this could be right
 The day being this bright 
 A blue that's almost white
 
 Feeling blessed
 Oh, could we rest from this mess
 We could even be alright 
 Under this light
 
 We're up, rising to shine
 And the moon in the blue sky
 We wonder
 If it's wondering
 If we are to wander back
 An afternoon of bricks and tracks
 
 We can't help but think
 If this could be right
 The day being this bright 
 A blue that's almost white
 
 Feeling blessed
 Oh, could we rest from this mess
 We could even be alright 
 Under this light
 We could even be alright 
 Under this light
 
 Feeling blessed
 
 
 #7 Each Time ====
 
 Each time
 I looked
 Each time
 I shook
 In expectations
 Of what this moment brings
 
 Each time
 We laughed
 Each time
 Got proud
 Knowing 
 You're there close to my knees
 
 Each time 
 And with each moment over
 Each phrase
 With a question on her
 Each me 
 And every one of you
 Each road
 Each and every step or two
 
 Each time
 I looked
 Each time
 I knew
 No expectations
 Are what my world now needs
 
 Each time
 We laughed
 Each time
 More loud
 Knowing 
 There is a limit to those deeds
 
 Each time 
 And with each moment over
 Each phrase
 With a question on her
 Each me 
 And every one of you
 Each road
 Each and every step or two
 
 Each time
 I wondered about each time
 Each time
 
 Each time
 
 
 #8 Half Step Down ====
 
 Well I've spent most days, wondering where I would be, without you, keeping me here
 Those sad old country songs help me realize that nothing's, nothing's wrong
 So I'll keep on writing more, and maybe I'll get along with it all, with it all
 
 So I'll have to just keep going
 With my head held high, without knowing
 If I'll ever make it through
 If I'll ever make it through
 
 Well I've spent most nights looking up the bright stars, asking them if you're still full of light 
 Those shivers of cold reminding me I'm still alive, and getting more and more old
 I'll keep humming those tunes, and maybe I'll get it right once those nice shades of blue blues
 Those nice shades of blue blues
 
 So I'll have to just keep going
 With my head held high, without knowing
 If I'll ever make it through, make it through
 If I'll ever make it through
 
 Well I'll spent most dawns opening my eyes, and my mind bending to last 
 Dusks changing to dust, and memories engraving grey to the long long long long days past
 Guitar on my back, I'll make half a step down, and maybe I'll get back on track
 And maybe I'll get back on track
 And maybe I'll get back on track
 
 So I'll have to just keep going, keep going
 With my head held high, without knowing
 If I'll ever make it through
 If I'll ever make it through
 
 Those nice shades of blue blues
 Those nice shades of blue blues
 
 
 #9 The Way Back ====
 
 Make your way back
 Back to me
 Take my empty hand
 I wish you would
 Take my empty hand
 Take my hand back
 Make your way back
 Back to me
 
 I wish you could
 Come home
 Again
 And I wish we would
 Do that
 Again
 
 Make your payback
 Play to be
 Take that what is mine
 I wish you would
 Take that what is mine
 Take my playback
 Play, play it back 
 Back to me
 
 I wish you could
 Come home
 Again
 And I wish we would
 Do that
 Again
 
 I wish you could
 Come home
 Again
 And I wish we would
 Do that
 Again
 
 Make your way back
 Back to me
 Take my empty hand
 I wish you would
 Take my empty hand
 Take my hand back
 Make your way back
 Back to me
 
 Back to me
 Back to me
 
 
 #10 Catch Up With Ketchup ====
 
 Hej
 Like Ash, let's check 'em
 And catch them all
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 On any dough
 
 Hej
 Put on some red and
 Have some fun
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 And get me some
 
 You know it
 And I know it
 And we know it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 You want it
 And I want it
 And we want it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 
 Hej
 Come on, we met let's
 Have some fries
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 On all the tries
 
 Hej
 Try out a burger
 And play my pun
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 With every bun
 
 You know it
 And I know it
 And we know it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 You want it
 And I want it
 And we want it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 
 Hej
 Wait up, I'm thinking, 
 A pizza place
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 If on your face
 
 Hej
 What about hot-dogs
 Just on the go
 
 Hej
 Catch up with ketchup
 You love the most
 
 You know it
 And I know it
 And we know it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 You want it
 And I want it
 And we want it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 
 You know it
 And I know it
 And we know it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
 You want it
 And I want it
 And we want it all
 Let's do it 
 Let's cool it
 With ketchup on
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