#seaofapproval

[triple-point]

From Andy Bull's new album Sea Of Approval - Out now Buy Sea Of Approval: Digital: http://po.st/SOADigital JB HiFi: http://po.st/SOAJB Sanity: http://po.st/SOASanity Watch the official video here: http://po.st/TTMVideo In our age, it seems that chatter and conjecture has become, maybe accidentally, the primary way we qualify ourselves and our experience of living. We are often beating our chests and saying what we stand for, who we think we are, what we think of this or that, as if somebody asked. The implied fear is that silence must be akin to not-existing, but this is a dangerous lie. Language may help us to express that we are looking for meaning, but only clumsily, and only after the fact. I think this song is me saying to myself "stop this clumsy conversation and just live, whatever that turns out to mean". Written, produced, synthesisers, bass guitar, percussion, and vocals: Andy Bull Drums: Carlos Adura. Electric Guitar: Alex Bennison Mixed by Paul McKercher @ The Grove Mastered by Leon Zervos @ Studios 301 Sydney Talk Too Much Hey kids, tell me how you’re feeling Is it getting real yet? Is this what you want? Baby, tell me what it feels like, Is it getting real? And tell me when you feel you belong Oh, what did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Hey kids, tell me what it felt like I’ll tell you what I needed, I’ll tell you I was walking asleep I was walking in my sleep Oh what did you think, what did you think, What did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Say what you want, You won’t say what you want You won’t say what you want Why you won’t say what you want And baby you talk too much I told you that I think that you think too much I don’t think about that Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep

[laidbacklife]

"Talk Too Much" by Andy Bull Music

[triple-point]

In our age, it seems that chatter and conjecture has become, maybe accidentally, the primary way we qualify ourselves and our experience of living. We are often beating our chests and saying what we stand for, who we think we are, what we think of this or that, as if somebody asked. The implied fear is that silence must be akin to not-existing, but this is a dangerous lie. Language may help us to express that we are looking for meaning, but only clumsily, and only after the fact. I think this song is me saying to myself "stop this clumsy conversation and just live, whatever that turns out to mean". Written, produced, synthesisers, bass guitar, percussion, and vocals: Andy Bull Drums: Carlos Adura. Electric Guitar: Alex Bennison Mixed by Paul McKercher @ The Grove Mastered by Leon Zervos @ Studios 301 Sydney Talk Too Much Hey kids, tell me how you’re feeling Is it getting real yet? Is this what you want? Baby, tell me what it feels like, Is it getting real? And tell me when you feel you belong Oh, what did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Hey kids, tell me what it felt like I’ll tell you what I needed, I’ll tell you I was walking asleep I was walking in my sleep Oh what did you think, what did you think, What did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Say what you want, You won’t say what you want You won’t say what you want Why you won’t say what you want And baby you talk too much I told you that I think that you think too much I don’t think about that Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep

[zucchiniesinbikinies]

In our age, it seems that chatter and conjecture has become, maybe accidentally, the primary way we qualify ourselves and our experience of living. We are often beating our chests and saying what we stand for, who we think we are, what we think of this or that, as if somebody asked. The implied fear is that silence must be akin to not-existing, but this is a dangerous lie. Language may help us to express that we are looking for meaning, but only clumsily, and only after the fact. I think this song is me saying to myself "stop this clumsy conversation and just live, whatever that turns out to mean". Written, produced, synthesisers, bass guitar, percussion, vocals: Andy Bull Drums: Carlos Adura. Electric Guitar: Alex Bennison Mixed by Paul McKercher @ The Grove Mastered by Leon Zervos @ Studios 301 Sydney Talk Too Much Hey kids, tell me how you’re feeling Is it getting real yet? Is this what you want? Baby, tell me what it feels like, Is it getting real? And tell me when you feel you belong Oh, what did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Hey kids, tell me what it felt like I’ll tell you what I needed, I’ll tell you I was walking asleep I was walking in my sleep Oh what did you think, what did you think, What did you think? Baby you talk too much, It gets around, Oh and you think too much It gets me down, Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Say what you want, You won’t say what you want You won’t say what you want Why you won’t say what you want And baby you talk too much I told you that I think that you think too much I don’t think about that Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep Baby you talk too much, you talk too much I told you that, I heard you crying to yourself I pretended I was asleep

[glotz]

Talk Too Much by Andy Bull Music [ via http://ift.tt/17swq7s ]

[les-senshi]

In our age, it seems that chatter and conjecture has become, maybe accidentally, the primary way we qualify ourselves and our experience of living. We are often beating our chests and saying what we stand for, who we think we are, what we think of this or that, as if somebody asked. The implied fear is that silence must be akin to not-existing, but this is a dangerous lie. Language may help us to express that we are looking for meaning, but only clumsily, and only after the fact. I think this song is me saying to myself "stop this clumsy conversation and just live, whatever that turns out to mean". Written, produced, synthesisers, bass guitar, percussion, vocals: Andy Bull Drums: Carlos Adura. Electric Guitar: Alex Bennison Mixed by Paul McKercher @ The Grove Mastered by Leon Zervos @ Studios 301 Sydney

[groundtypeblog]

[sacred-spring]

In our age, it seems that chatter and conjecture has become, maybe accidentally, the primary way we qualify ourselves and our experience of living. We are often beating our chests and saying what we stand for, who we think we are, what we think of this or that, as if somebody asked. The implied fear is that silence must be akin to not-existing, but this is a dangerous lie. Language may help us to express that we are looking for meaning, but only clumsily, and only after the fact. I think this song is me saying to myself “stop this clumsy conversation and just live, whatever that turns out to mean”.

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