deadmen - no ill (feat. Frida Touray) Official Video
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- Опубліковано 27 вер 2024
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Written by Friday Touray & deadmen
Lyrics by Frida Touray & deadmen
Performed by Frida Touray, Matt Schellenberg, Matt Peters, and Curtis Nowosad (drums)
Mixed by Matt Peters
Mastered by João Carvalho Mastering
Studio: 133 Upper St, London / Shit hole II
Photo credits: Buio Assis / Frida Touray
Graphic Designer: Matthew Schellenberg
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‘no ill’ is a song written by a few strangers in a flat on Upper Street in London during deadmen’s second writing trip abroad. Frida Touray had some free time in her schedule between touring/writing sessions with acts like Lianne las Havas, Ed Sheeran, and Common, and was open to meeting a couple of Matts for a blind writing session one wintery afternoon. It didn’t take long for the pleasantries to get out of the way before the trio found themselves in the vulnerable space of writing about a recent break-up. With Frida perched on a chair humming potential melodies and the Matts tapping in and out of computer duties while building the beat, the song was of the sort that seemed to fall out of the air.
Speaking about what materialized that day Frida says “Lyrically it's trying to convey respect for someone you love and honoring of a relationship that has ended. Change can feel bittersweet but even through the fear and doubts, this song has a quiet hopefulness about it.”
LYRICS:
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
Drowned in rain
No romance or blushing end
To my story it’s a shame
Fully scripted to my...
Fully scripted to my pain
Left my things
Hollow homes
And torn up seams
Floating dreams left in the wind
Stitch it up and start a…
Stitch it up and start again
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
Mind (confused)
My (stars)
Seem (faded)
Heart (so)
Easily (locked)
And (jaded)
My eyes seen what you created
It fills me with hope
It fills me with hope
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
I bear no ill to you
You sacred love of mine
I’ll find more truth in your quiet
Than words could ever describe
664 views is criminal, this song is fire!
Frida❤
This is aweeeeesome!
love it!!!