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by Dave Greening

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I wrote this album in one night, over the course of 2 hours, during an improvisation session at the piano. It features collaborations with Zefora (soundcloud.com/zefora) and art from Marianna Santikou

The tracks are simpler than on my previous albums, because it's one which I'd like you to listen to before sleeping. Just let it flow, and drift away :)


released 02 January 2012

Many thanks to Zefora for her wonderful collaboration (soundcloud.com/zefora).

The album download also features a hidden 13th track :)

Thanks to everybody at soundcloud, and on my facebook page, for your constant support!



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Dave Greening Los Angeles, California

I have been playing the piano since I was 6 years old, and in the past couple of years, I turned to making my own sounds. The large majority of my piano compositions are improvisations, where I literally just sit down at the piano and record whatever comes to mind. I think this allows for some more passion to flow through the music... I really hope you enjoy what you hear here! ... more

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Track Name: Burnt Love Letters [Feat. Zefora]
By Zefora http://soundcloud.com/zefora

It’s been two weeks since your last letter and it feels like an eternity. When I hear the mail arrive, my heart soars as I carefully open the envelope and savor every word. It’s almost like Christmas. I wish they were all a thousand pages long so that I would never have to stop reading.

I went into the city last week and passed by our old building. Do you remember when we used to dance on the rooftop at night in the rain, and you’d spin me around and my hair would get so wet it would stick to my face and you had to push it out of the way just to kiss me? And Mrs. Lourdes would always tell us we were going to catch our death up there as we passed her door on the way downstairs? I miss trying to sneak past her door before racing you down the stairs to our flat. Sometimes I’d let you win just so that you’d do that silly victory dance. I miss the excitement of those nights, even though our clothes were soaked and it was cold. I miss dancing with you in the rain.

I miss you so much. I can’t stop thinking about you. I miss running my fingers through your hair. Standing on tip-toes to reach your lips or singing off key on purpose in the car to annoy Liv. I miss your stupid jokes and the way you absent mindedly push your glasses up your nose while you’re working. I miss you even when I am sleeping. I lie awake at night in the dark and listen to the rain gently tapping the window pane and I imagine dancing with you again until sleep finally finds me. My heart aches every time I wake to feel your empty place beside me. I miss waking up to your smile and your warmth.