"Daydream: I′m flyin' on a plane to a place far away / Where the rainbows wash up on the beach / And I can′t wait to arrive cause this stranger at my side / Keeps diggin' his knees into me..."
The ecstatic folk indie ramble and roses of "Tomorrow Never Comes In A Daydream" by London based, New York born singer-songwriter, musician Esme White (and co-writer David Boyden) takes you on multiple trips as if you are a fellow traveler with White where the scenes flashing by are many and varied and so exquisitely detailed. Her busker punk poetry casts imagery in your head, some in black and white, some in vivid color. Her stories might feel like vagabond musicals, nomadic in nature and psychically drawn.
"Daydream: I′m flyin' on a plane to a place far away
Where the rainbows wash up on the beach
And I can′t wait to arrive cause this stranger at my side
Keeps diggin' his knees into me
Oo and the seats are stained with wine
And the meals are expiring soon
And the stewardess is dancing down the aisle
Like a widow on her weddings afternoon"
Where the rainbows wash up on the beach
And I can′t wait to arrive cause this stranger at my side
Keeps diggin' his knees into me
Oo and the seats are stained with wine
And the meals are expiring soon
And the stewardess is dancing down the aisle
Like a widow on her weddings afternoon"
Cast against folk porch sounds, percussive thumps, walking basslines, bending slide guitar embellishments and her acoustic guitar picking, White's artful vocal countenance full of lilts, yelps, wails is as stunningly surprising as her storytelling.
"Daydream: the seat in front of me
There is a sermon on the TVFeel his voice humming down real low
Under lovers a screaming and
Babies a feeding
And those who got so lost they forgot their row
And soldiers fill up sudokus
With the names of comrades who died
And Guiliani's jostling near the toilets
Tryna steal a better spot in the line
Oh no!"
To say that Esme White is a force of nature may sound cliche but it is still true. Live performance videos on You Tube show her to be an amazing LIVE force of nature too, and I never doubted that to be the case. "Tomorrow Never Comes In A Daydream" is from her latest EP "Dead End Daydreams" out now.
"And the children are sewing a parachute
From the pilots blue satin suit
They say they′ll risk an imperfect life
Over dying for a daydream of paradise
They′ll try to wake the sleepers the soldiers
The lovers the strangers for escape
But we are all so convinced that to die on this plane
Is our one and only fate
Aah "
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Esme White is a London based, New York born singer-songwriter with a love of storytelling and poetry. She began writing a collection mid lockdown as a way to inject poems with a vibrancy and pulse they were lacking, and has been writing and performing ever since. Drawing on influences from country, folk and punk, her songs combine various characters she has encountered in everyday life, family history, pubs, and various mythologies.
Esme White, singer songwriter / musician, poet, artist, performance art, folk, abstract, avant pop, indie rock, porch blues, psychobilly, New York, London based, "Tomorrow Never Comes In A Daydream",
From the pilots blue satin suit
They say they′ll risk an imperfect life
Over dying for a daydream of paradise
They′ll try to wake the sleepers the soldiers
The lovers the strangers for escape
But we are all so convinced that to die on this plane
Is our one and only fate
Aah "
I wrote the following about another one of Esme White's songs called "Let Me In" but in terms of sort of describing her aesthetic I think it is illustrative so forgive me for pasting it here (bracketed):
[This song, performance, everything has so many shades. Comprised of blues soaked folk, so called psychobilly, dashes of bluegrass, country, bohemian folk classicalism, porch blues, rockabilly, jazz, post punk to varying degrees and iterations, there is so much going on. This song in particular makes me think of early 70's and the last gasps of hippie culture and it's eventual metamorphosis into slivers of what would become proto punk and other things. In terms of Esme's kind of divergence and subversions, at least on this track, attitudinally I thought of the dark, social commentary, alt punk and absurdist stations of Violent Femmes and Siouxsie and the Banshees colliding and within certain stylistic elements I thought of Melanie Anne Safka Schekeryk too (Melanie - Brand New Key).]
"Oo and so we daydream waiting for the end of the line
And rumors keep on saying that tomorrow we will arrive
We will arrive we will arrive we will arrive
But with the rind of the rising sun
In a daydream tomorrow it never comes
In this daydream tomorrow it never comes..."
And rumors keep on saying that tomorrow we will arrive
We will arrive we will arrive we will arrive
But with the rind of the rising sun
In a daydream tomorrow it never comes
In this daydream tomorrow it never comes..."
-Robb Donker Curtius
THE FACTS AS WE KNOW THEM
https://www.instagram.com/esmewhite_/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPNS8B-xnVM&t=7s
Esme White is a London based, New York born singer-songwriter with a love of storytelling and poetry. She began writing a collection mid lockdown as a way to inject poems with a vibrancy and pulse they were lacking, and has been writing and performing ever since. Drawing on influences from country, folk and punk, her songs combine various characters she has encountered in everyday life, family history, pubs, and various mythologies.
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