#david freel

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1625. Triple Dead Heat - Triple Dead Heat (Fear Of Speed - 2013)

Récréation de David Freel de Swell.

Old Lies Shine Like Pearls

Discogs

[basilepesso]

Swell, Forget About Jesus, 1 993

An absolute delight by the marvel of San Francisco, the band Swell, that many now know if they have been following me along the years. Their acoustic guitar sound 'n way of playing is almost unique in the History of music, and their composing brilliant, here, with a large role given to a magnificent slide guitar line.

One of my favorite songs by them ever, on a remarkable record, 41. "Where this record lies, where it waits, there's an act of grace", to take and transform some of the song's lyrics.

Basile Pesso, FreeLand, 22 August 2 018, 1st broadcast then (Fb) Swell, Forget About Jesus

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1536. Swell - Feed (Labels - 2000)

On sent que David Freel continue sa quête de chanson parfaite. Rien ne saurait l’arrêter.

... A Velvet Sun

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Discogs

[basilepesso]

Everyday Sunshine.

Anita told Chris that she found strange that people who worshipped religious extremism and extremely retrograde and intolerant practices were so appreciated and still had a kind of success with their male or female conquests, and were well seen in society. Chris told her that it was a portion of society, and that even in this portion, some were making believe to like these people but were boiling with rage when they were with them, listening to their insane servile logorrhea, and sometimes kicking stuff on the road home, or implementing some strange small talk full of insults, hereby appearing crazy to many people and frightening themselves.

Chris was seeing this in others, and in himself, and was wondering how to get out of this shit. His consolation was often coming in the shape of porn movies that he avidly watched several hours per night, several days per week. Watching the world crumble like an excessively friable pie, he had no other shelter than madness, and dicks trying to enter all kinds of holes, included the darkest. Stuck between the do or die, he was feeling emaciated ; vomiting after parties where his own fucking friends were praising religious integrism, throwing up after work where his boss, a superb woman of 35 years-old, was praising the use of integral veil all the while playing with her high heels and skirt to turn him on, he was thinking about the rope, or gas, and everyday was coming back to his terrifying destiny, the one of the young Westerner, castrated and full of rage. Basile Pesso, Barcelona, 6 August 2 017 Swell, Sunshine Everyday

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Swell - Get High

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Swell - Forget About Jesus

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David Freel, the vocalist and guitarist of the San Francisco indie rock band Swell, has died at the age of 64. The news was revealed on the band’s Facebook page, with no cause of death given.

Born January 31, 1958, Freel formed Swell in 1989 with drummer Sean Kirkpatrick. The band released their self-titled debut album through their own pSychosPecificMusic label in April the following year, and spent the summer busking on the streets of Europe, mainly in Spain.

They returned to the US in August to play their first show at San Francisco’s I-Beam, opening for Mazzy Star. They would go on to release a number of albums throughout the ’90s, including 1991’s …Well?, 1994’s 41, and 1997’s Too Many Days Without Thinking. 2001’s Everybody Wants to Know was written mostly by Freel, who put out 2009’s Be My Weapon for the first time without using the Swell name. He continued releasing through his label after moving to Oregon; his final album was 2014’s Greasy.

“In the years after Swell’s touring schedule, David found a home and a family in Oregon,” the Facebook post reads. “For 14 years, he continued to create; whether that be music or Vinyl On Demand, he always had a project at hand.

David led with spontaneous curiosity and an appreciation for the world around him, always learning more, he even learned how to surf.” It continues:

At age 56, he found love, bought a home, and settled down with Jen. To his Portland family, David was a gentle, patient, and humorous friend, Uncle, and partner.

After years of travel and struggle, he had become the man he had always wanted to be in Oregon. David is loved and missed but never forgotten. Just play one of his songs or close your eyes to see his presence on stage. He will be there strumming his well-loved, ramshackle 1970s Takamine.

The admirers of Swell and David Freel will mourn his loss but celebrate his life and legacy. As David would say, live every day like it is your last and never say goodbye, but rather see you soon. Thank you.

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KONSTANTINOS PAPPIS

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The moods of David Freel (1958-2022)