a funky (bill withers inspired) reflection on the reasons we do the wrong things some times.
pop rock dance funk soul groove acid latin sydney
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when playing live, dan segal & the pocket take u back to a time when music was music. with a bass, drums and guitar combo and 3 part harmonies, the dance/rock t
24 year old sydney designer/musician starts a hyrbid organic + electronic career. collaborates with producers, dj’s, wrtiers & animators to develope a unique music career. dan segal has been described as an eclectic + prolific songwriter and a dynamic, outgoing designer. his musical influences stem from prince, daft punk + gotye to crowded house, bjork and incubus. an “old school” trained musician + composer, segal has blended the rudiments of traditional song writing with the flare of modern electonica, dance + rock. during live performance, with the help of his band ‘the pocket’, his sound transpires into a cocktail of primal beats, warm funky guitars, rich vocal melodies, deep moving bass lines + raw, honest lyrics. a true product of the sydney hybrid scene, dan segal and the pocket keep their songs beautifully simple + emotionally raw. their melodies are infectious + their rhythm is primal.
Song Info
Genre
R&B • Funk
Charts
#14,241 today Peak #169
#1,354 in subgenre Peak #16
Author
dan segal
Rights
dan segal 2008
Uploaded
April 14, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:03
Story behind the song
this song was written using the famous bill withers "use me" drum pattern, a nice deep chocolaty bass lines covers this whole song and I had alot of fun playing with string sounds and guitar effects on this track. chorus features Ray Mann and Chelsea Sobel on vocals
Lyrics
this is just a simple move, please forgive me dont know why i always do I just take a bite of anyone, who looks tasty wish i could say that i was pure holding on (x3) to what i think feels right holding on (x3) till there's nothing left inside teach me how to sit and wait for the right one teach me hot to sit and wait and dont waste my time on anyone who's gonna waste it do we ever really know which ones the one holding on (x3) to what i think feels right holding on (x3) is there nothing left inside holding on (x3) is there anything left inside holding on (x3) does it ever feel just right time flies, when you're soaring way too high sweet lines, to the ears can sound so right holding on (x3) to what i think feels right holding on (x3) is there nothing left inside (add lib) you're left standing there, naked and bear there's nothing left to hold on, to be with, no one wants to be alone, feels so cold to sleep alone
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