Jun 14, 2021
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LOSTBOY- SELF(ISH)
Earnest, intimate introspective pop from Sheffield based act lostboy led by Max Clutterbuck. Poignant Self(ish) on feeling low and hopeless was written with Max’s close friend in mind who shared his own experiences. This track is part of their just issued debut EP No Exit (via Ditto Music) inspired by the lockdown in the United Kingdom . All proceeds from Self(ish) will be donated to CALM: Campaign Against Living Miserably. Check the treatment out above and stream the EP right here!
The Wait is Over!!!!! Robbie Russell drops his latest EP Self(ish)
The Wait is Over!!!!! @imrobbierussell drops his latest EP Self(ish)
As you may know or may not already know Robbie Russell is a growing talent located right here in the greater 757 area. Today, this week Robbie dropped his latest project entitled Self(ish), for all his fans to enjoy. Some of the songs you may have already heard like 1inaMillion, and Am I Cool Yet, but its great to see the whole project come together and see his vision. The project is almost…
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Self(ish).
Down the rabbit hole came the man once he found his enemy’s fence. He could not jump or crawl within, he could not dive or fall thence. He could only stare, in silence, and study its flaws from a distance which was not at all enough to understand.
It was a harsh winter.
Slimy, greasy feet wouldn’t stop him from walking through such tricky ground. But, in fear, he himself would stop facing disbelief. They said it would be like this, didn’t they? His mind was full of not so unusual sounds. A mistake to think he was ever alone in hound.
Once he went across the fence, once he faced his enemy... all had melted right before his eyes and he hadn’t realized. In blurred vision, protecting his eyes from the Sun, he filled his lungs with air. What a pleasant feeling to breathe again. And taking his hands out of his face, he suddenly dropped to the ground - now full of greens and sunlight. There was no escape. He could jump and crawl and dive and fall, but there was no strength. His air had escaped.
Spring was not quite there yet.