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wonderdog She does things with her voice that make my throat nervous! The type of blues varies from track to track, as does the intensity. A very good album.
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"With a certain raspy-innocence to her vocals, Australian singer-songwriter Tasha Zappala warms our Monday afternoon with the song Bluebird off of her solo EP Drawing Trees!

Recorded live at Jive Mother Studios, Zappala's latest release strikes deep into a vein of delicious trills & powerful guitar riffs. Combining elements of Fiona Apple, Regina Spektor, and Little Miss Higgins & The Winnipeg Five, Bluebird unlocks a raw mixture of post-folk blues that synthesizes the atmosphere of a local coffee shop where the lighting is warm & the ambiance is nothing short of enticing. Zappala's acoustic-jazz goes incredibly well with her vocals; one of the main elements to her music that attracted us in the first place.

"She’ll suck you in and spit you out with goose bumps on your skin. It’s a sound that makes its way around the room, pools at your toes, and makes itself at home in your ears."

From the five-track EP released back in October 2014, Bluebird jumps from one octave to the next; leading us through the intense gypsy-folk melodies that at one moment materialize into dainty falsettos, and at the next into throaty, growling chest tone. Currently recording with her band Terrapin, Zappala has a sound that should carry its way into your day & release you from the shackles of that Monday blues!"

Review thanks to the Beatforest Music Blog

www.thebeatforest.com#!Track-Bluebird-Artist-Tasha-Zappala/c112t/5551090b0cf23d01648a7d94

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released October 19, 2014

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Track Name: Bluebird
There's a blue bird
That sits inside my heart
And nobody knows that he's in there

There's a blue bird
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart

And all the bartenders
The grocery clerks
And the whores
Don't know he's in there
Don't know he's in there

And I pour whiskey on him
And inhale cigarette smoke
Haven't let him die just yet
Haven't let him die, die

There's a blue bird
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart

You wanna mess me up?
Wanna mess me up
Wanna mess me up
Wanna mess me up

Late, late at night sometimes
I let him out
And we sleep like that
It's our secret pact
And it's beautiful
Enough to make a man weep

But I don't weep,
No I don't weep,
No I don't weep,
Do you?
Do you?
Do you?

There's a blue bird
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart

And there's a blue bird
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart
That sits inside my heart
Track Name: Leo
Couldn't afford it
So I painted it on
Wanted to look nice for you
So I drew on my dress with my pencils
Gave you a song
Just don't look close

I spent the whole night running
But I missed the starting post
Went up to talk to you
But my heart it always froze
'Cos your words
Are strong with bad intentions
And I know it's all show

Here
On the coast
By the sea,
And you still can't relax
I'll paint my hair red
You'll paint yours black
And we both pretend
That we're not scared

You shouldn't be on your own, he said
And I don't want you advice anymore, I replied
I replied
'Cos It's not that I'm no good
It's just that your ears and blind
And I'm playing for change here
Not the kind that lives in your purse
And I'm playing for change here
And I'm playing for change here

Short-sighted hearts
And broken bones
We put together the pieces
But your heart was made of stone
And you were all dressed in white
When the lighthouse was broke
I'd search the sea to find your eyes
But your hands were made of bone

I couldn't pay for it
So I painted the sky on my skin and called it my ultimate
Sold it to you
For more that it was worth
The fool became the fooler,
The lost became legitimate
And the winning
Still believing they had won

'Cos I used to laugh
When my chest felt tight
And you'd wonder why

'Cos I used to laugh
When my chest felt tight
And you'd wonder why
Track Name: Telescope Eyes [Space Version]
This house, feels so dead,
Your skin so warm
I hold your hand, like I care
You let it fall
Morning sun mops up all the bad dreams
Still feel alone
We've been staring at the same scene
You've been digging through the past with second hands

Telescope eyes, you got kaleidoscope mind
I hit the ground
And I just wanna know where I stand
So I can be found
Patience is the key I got all the hope
That time just won't allow
I shuffle through the black rooms dark,
And you follow out

'Cos the tide, only moves
In and out
'Cos the tide, only moves
In and out

Your eyes are green with greed
I been waving high
And I can't pull you out
We sail these seas in circles three times
And I run aground

Telescope eyes, you got kaleidoscope mind
I hit the ground
And I just wanna know where I stand
So I can be found
Patience is the key I got all the hope
That time just won't allow
I shuffle through the black rooms dark,
You follow out

'Cos the tide, only moves
In and out

This house, feels so dead,
Your skin so warm
I hold your hand, like I care
You let it fall