I don't really know what to say.. this is a bit more intimate than I expected - filmed and directed by Amber Beaton (amazing human, incredible maker of moving pictures) and with the help of some good friends (thank you Emma, Moses, Chelsea) in a little studio somewhere in Christchurch, New Zealand.. we made a video.. I wore a dress (mostly) and sang the song and played my guitar.. and here it is..
I've just turned forty, still not feeling like a grown up.. this is the first video in a couple of years and I know it has been a quiet wee while; but I have been working on new music and I have more to share.. soon..
thank you for being here, thank you for reading and for listening.. if you like it please share it and save it ♡
Here below is a little more about the song, and the lyrics..
xHera
This song has been one of the hardest to perform live, one of my favourites and is deeply personal. I wrote this just as the album was coming out in 2020, and it has been a work in progress for a long time.. ready, but not ready to release..
I recorded the vocals and guitar with Barði, in Iceland just before I left there in 2021, it features parts played on instruments by some of my nearest and dearest both in Iceland and New Zealand. In 2022 I went America and amazing Allan Amato took the artwork photograph in his studio in LA.
Now it's New Zealand music month - and time to finally release. click here to listen + here it is on Bandcamp - and apple music ; and the lyrics ♡
- Radio Silence -
Upping and leaving, as hard as the falling
You never expected me to.
Had to let go, 'cos it hurt me like hell
To be hanging onto you.
Could have had me any way you wanted, don’t you know.
Why is it you only want me, now that I’m ready to go?
Don’t be.. cold
You feel.. now
Won’t we… know
Can’t be love.
Radio silence, a mouthful of sky when
I want to say what I don't
Fills me with fire, can only go higher
Don’t know how we fell so low
Couldn’t ever tell me what you wanted, let me go.
Why is it you want to tell me, now that I don’t need to know?
Don’t be.. cold
You feel.. now
Won’t we… no.
Can’t be love.
Upping and leaving, as hard as the falling
You never expected me to.
Had to let go, 'cos it hurt me like hell
To be hanging onto you.