Master Number: 11064

Title: ANA11064 No Land Left in Hollywood

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Date Of Creation: 2019-11-04

Active: Yes

Public: Yes

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App Owner's Share: %

Genres:
acoustic, alternative, atmospheric, ballad, and indie


Keywords:
brokenhearted, compelling, emotional, ethereal, floating, melancholy, pensive, pulsing, sensitive, sentimental, soaring, and tranquil


Lyrical Themes:
anguish, death, depression, despair, emotional pain, losing faith, loss/grief, sadness, solitude, struggle, sympathy, and time


Similar Artists:
Bon Iver, Elliot Smith, Lou Reed, Nick Drake, Novo Amor, Sufjan Stevens, Tall Heights, Tallest Man On Earth, and Wilco


Tempo:
Slow


Vocal Type:
male


Versions:
  1. Vocal
    Albums:
    • The Pressure Kids vol. 2 (#6)
    • No Land Left in Hollywood - Single (#1)
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191118-1850-ozcqgc/ana.11064.1.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191118-1850-ozcqgc/ana.11064.1.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191118-1850-ozcqgc/ana.11064.1.aif
    Audio Received: Yes
  2. Instrumental
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191120-20667-7qsqca/ana.11064.2.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191120-20667-7qsqca/ana.11064.2.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191120-20667-7qsqca/ana.11064.2.aif
    Audio Received: Yes

Description: Slow, acoustic piano ballad about the passing of time and the emotional pain that builds musically and swells as it moves. Simple and soft but impactful and pensive. BPM - 61

Lyrics: We got caught up in a reverie, didn’t we? We thought no one was looking for us I can’t write another elegy, Ellen, please Just have another cigarette. Marianne was playing dead on the other side of the bed She lost a tussle with the sunshine. I was feeling kinda hollowed out watching her chase it down And you were singing like you’d already won. Ellen, please Sing it back to me? This will not set you free, You cannot hold it… We lost another summertime waiting for the wind to die You were painting pictures of the harbor town You dressed me up in pink and blue, didn’t you? You said you only stole it but you broke it too. Ellen, please Sing it back to me? This will not set you free, You cannot hold it… We’ll sink like stone, Like everyone we know You cannot be alone If you let me hold it We got caught up in a reverie, didn’t we?

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