KATE DAISY GRANT - ALL MY LIFE (BalconyTV)
- 5 years ago
Presented by Kevin
"Fresh, engaging and gorgeous" - TOM ROBINSON, BBC6
Strange symphonies emerge from a turbulent sea....Born in Atlantis Kate Daisy Grant spent a childhood in Swan Lake, emerging from a drowning piano with a fistful of songs that fell from heaven, with the fractured ribs of a music box and the eyes of a big black dog. Her voice is of the spheres, for she's up with the Angels, away with the Faeries, singing to the underwater Ghosts. Her songs skate upon the thin ice of fractured dreams: neglected prams, clockwork sparrows, derelict souls, laughter in the attic, tears in the grave. See Pan stalking, tigers burning, and a toy dog laughing to see such fun. Hear the heavy tick of a drunken Grandfather clock that sings of luminous teeth, psychic dolls, broken chimneys and storm torn mansions where the wind howls nightmare hymns. A transcendent performer of torn tapestries, her blood-red shoes will lead you through cut glass mountains and electric junkshop hearts, home again in time for tea and cake where Miss Havisham waits.
For gig info and to buy Kate's album, go to:
www.myspace.com/katedaisygrantmusic
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"Fresh, engaging and gorgeous" - TOM ROBINSON, BBC6
Strange symphonies emerge from a turbulent sea....Born in Atlantis Kate Daisy Grant spent a childhood in Swan Lake, emerging from a drowning piano with a fistful of songs that fell from heaven, with the fractured ribs of a music box and the eyes of a big black dog. Her voice is of the spheres, for she's up with the Angels, away with the Faeries, singing to the underwater Ghosts. Her songs skate upon the thin ice of fractured dreams: neglected prams, clockwork sparrows, derelict souls, laughter in the attic, tears in the grave. See Pan stalking, tigers burning, and a toy dog laughing to see such fun. Hear the heavy tick of a drunken Grandfather clock that sings of luminous teeth, psychic dolls, broken chimneys and storm torn mansions where the wind howls nightmare hymns. A transcendent performer of torn tapestries, her blood-red shoes will lead you through cut glass mountains and electric junkshop hearts, home again in time for tea and cake where Miss Havisham waits.
For gig info and to buy Kate's album, go to:
www.myspace.com/katedaisygrantmusic
Tune in again to another Balcony TV Brighton