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Wild Horse Running

by Sivu

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Justy_Boi I forgot I bought this and just got the Physical Copy in the mail, what a nice surprise sleep-walking-self
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Bob Burrows A truly stunning body of work.
FELT just melts my heart ❤️
lionheart
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lionheart It’s real, raw, diverse, beautifully produced. Sure to be the soundtrack to summer and beyond, just as I return regularly to Something on High, Wild Horse Running has legs. I’ve waited 5 years for this album. If Kate Bush were a man…
Favorite track: Morning Sings.
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1.
Surged in a sight Wild horse running Caught in its might Riled hearts drumming I’m a man, I’m a man Still with something to prove I’m a man, and I know it all means nothing In truth still I’m here I’m a man, I’m a man Still with something to prove Just a ghost, that keeps on haunting shadows sown on to you, so I’m hear I’m near Bolting strong winds stirring from nothing Light how it leads with these great strides And bowes for us, for the taking It’s our for the taking Stirred in its spite Wild horse running Volting in fight Eyes all knowing I’m a man, I’m a man Still with something to prove I’m a man, and I know it all means nothing to you still I’m here I’m a man, I’m a man Still with something to prove Just a ghost, that keeps on haunting shadows sown on to you, so I’m hear I’m near Bolting strong winds stirring from nothing Light it Exceeds with these great strides (Light how it leads with these great strides) And bowes for us, for the taking It’s our for the taking Preaching to the Mountains With so little to say A purpose counts for nothing If you just push it away Its Rolling, Rapture Beating of the rains & Smashing wind through the air Ground it builds the rushing So why in the heavens wouldn’t you care a Rolling, Rapture
2.
Have you ever let lose like that A purified kiss, for you to taste it Have you ever heald knives for my back As I lay splintered I was you could hate me i’m so tired being a Lover I wanna drive with just the night on my back Im so tired being a Lover Holding parts to keep myself intact I don’t wanna be your overtime lover again To be the sweetest symphony Did you pretend Just the blondest hair toying with the wind Running to your mother Whilst we search so deep and can't get back I’m so tired of being a Lover clawing what parts to keep myself intact I don’t wanna be your overtime lover again At least the dawn it breaks And shows how we shed our skin The less you we relate The deeper the hole were in Us beasts we wait But still need more than just 4 walls Us beasts we take But still need more than just 4 walls
3.
Apollo 03:21
Correlating From the pain where it grows I'm sailing On the tips of my toes Apollo Apollo Contemplating From The truth where It shows I'm crawling From where no body knows Apollo Apollo All that strain All it takes All that fame all these stakes Waves in sync All of that stress and all that strain Waves in sync All of what was and what came Levitating a stain as it grows I’m searching From my head to my toes Apollo Apollo Contemplating The pain as it grows I'm crawling From where no body knows Apollo Apollo
4.
Spilt Milk 03:56
I was built in a small house Peering up, like a dog howls at the moon I’ve been stewing over spilt milk And little lovers pouring courtship Out their mouths No one warns you When the door shuts The wrenching pain As the self doubt twists your mind But I’ve been feeding for myself now And I’ve grown a hunger for the scraps the rest do with out Sweet tantalise Won’t you come No one has to know Sweet tantalise Won’t you come So nonchalant I’d forgotten who I was Once the pain and hunger gone I was built in a small house Drifting up, as the needle pops the balloon (Beaming up, like letting air out of a balloon) See I’ve been choking over spilt milk And little lovers ripping chunks from my handouts No one warns you once the door shuts The wrenching pain As the self doubt twists your mind Still i keep been feeding for myself now As I’ve grown a hunger for the scraps the rest do with out Sweet tantalise Won’t you come No one has to know Sweet tantalise Won’t you come So nonchalant I’d forgotten who I was Once the pain and hunger gone
5.
Morning sings, as light engulfs my face The search of something, that already saved me Warm nostalgia, greets me cold like a Kiss hold for second, so I find my grip I can’t recall the many lies I’ve told It’s been so long the truth it hides innately The way you love me, no one loves me the same The way you touch me, no one touched me again Youth Burning like a real star As dreams are falling through A drop beneath the radar As futures drawing too A drop against the ocean As parts are Shaking loose Still shining got you so far I wanted And I Needed A feeling, of something more I wanted I got it The something, That I for told With light at steak, Id still recall your face Those Fleeting grasps Are all that soothes me lately Once you saw me, I was never the same In a moment, nothing mattered again Youth Burning like a real star As dreams are falling through A drop beneath the radar As futwures drawing too A drop against the ocean As parts are Shaking loose Still shining got you so far I wanted And I Needed A feeling, of something more I wanted I got it The something, That I for told Ill wave you off As memories drain my mind So far, you’ve dragged along Ill shake you off As dreams they fade in time So far, you’ve kept along I wanted And I Needed A feeling, of something more I wanted I got it The something, That I for told
6.
With the devil in our mouths We heave, and we wash it out I watched the youth, it leave your face Still, we’ve gotta live, with or without I could feel it drawing closer down See our breath as we fell colder now We lived a life Despite what we Had heard (deserve) We give We lie We take the hand were served I caught your eyes in the ablaze As you handle the keys now Where the voids all reach the same We dive where were allowed I could hear it clawing closer down Warm your hand as we fell colder now We lived a life Despite what we Had heard We give We lie We take the hand were served
7.
Afterglow 03:57
A quiet time to disconnect To drain it all and find some mindset Spiral down the afterglow Sharing the things that no else knows In the deepest dream When the moments over You feel so happy that you wanna cry To feel unseen And starting over You feel so carless You’d still fall and fly Its the clearing After summer rain Or a tear That dry’s away On someone dear (dear) When you know Things can only get better from here Sometimes there aren't the words To say such things Setting in your solhouette Cables lie and wait for reconnect The faces who you used to know Tip and toe out of our lives outgrown The perfect scene When the moments over You feel so happy that you’d wanna cry The coming clean My 4 leaf clover You feel so carless to live a lie Its the clearing After summer rain Or a tear That dry’s away On someone dear (dear) When you know Things can only get better from here The weight of the world How you shake it off How you weight on my mind How you shake it off I don’t know if there’s a god above But I can’t fee it I can’t feel it anymore Cigaret Mind set Have you ever felt happy, that you could die
8.
Choral Light 03:44
Cloudy Blues Cast across a Choral light too many ties To fill an appetite If your dreams They all came true Cure my glitch So peace finds you. Pain Is king Fully grown Heavy Burden Take it slow Whispers Hymn Like rippled water To my eyes These thing’s I’ve Taught you Make you feel the way you do These thing’s I’ve Taught you Keep me in your trails too Drape a home All over me Hide a future I don’t need to see Paths they blur In a Heated haze In Search for something Always be saved Pain Is king For a step unknown Heavy Burden Take it slow Whispers Hymn A Son a Daughter With my eyes These thing’s I’ve Taught you Make you feel the way you do These thing’s I’ve Taught you Keep me in your trails too What entails Unraveled words crossed What conspires At what cost Eat the words I say You make and break me every day You break and make me every day
9.
Felt 02:08
Watch your hair grow In my shadow Felt your fingers tracing me Sweet disorder How I love you My always endlessy Life grows Through my window Held you softly As I let go Beside my Debris Through my fingers To you I watched your hair grow In my shadow Held you closely As I sleep My sweet disorder How I love you My always endlessly
10.
I have this feeling in my chest Things are gonna get Worst but better, yes! vacuous hole But holy yet A blossoming mind but emptiness Do you really wanna know These thoughts that roll round That i won’t speak out loud Do you really wanna know About the dark that comes down Though we can’t speak out loud theres times, all is better Sometimes..... As there goes life As there goes life I hold my breath So I can’t breath Just a few seconds Is all I need So I retake these steps So I can feel Re kindling parts But no longer real Do you really wanna know These thoughts that roll round That we won’t speak out loud Do you really wanna know About the dark that comes down Though can’t say out loud theres times, all is better Sometimes As there goes life As there goes life Share my breath Stay for life All my regrets Stay for life Take my name Pain for life Do you really wanna know The dark thoughts that roll round That we won’t That I’ve spoke out loud Though I can’t speak out loud

about

James Page had always taken breaks between releasing music under his Sivu singer-songwriter alias. But by 2018 he needed more than that. He was burnt out.

After signing with Atlantic and releasing his debut, Something On High, in 2014, Page took the record on the road, garnering critical acclaim and comparisons to everyone from Richard Hawley to Wild Beasts. The dream, it seemed, was becoming real. But his time with the label wasn’t to be. Ties were cut, and Page retreated to the studio, feeling a little bitten. He worked intermittently on a follow-up, 2017’s Sweet Sweet Silent, with long-time producer Charlie Andrew (the Brit-winning, Grammy-nominated producer responsible for the tender, soaring styles of Alt-J and Marika Hackman), chronicling his experience of hearing loss – Page has Ménière's disease – over strings and soft piano. He toured some more. And then he thought he’d had enough.

He retreated to sleepy Cambridgeshire, stowed his guitar, and switched his focus. He started a family and settled into a different pace of life, content to wait and see if the songwriting urges that had commanded his life to that point would return. For a year or so, they didn’t. The guitar gathered dust. He noodled on his computer, experimenting with new ways of writing. But it wasn’t until the strange, elongated days of COVID-19 lockdowns — and experimenting with the odd live stream — that something more solid began to take shape.

A chance call from Charlie Andrew would provide a crack for the light to pour in, and new shoots to sprout. A check-in from a previous manager and new connections with academics researching hearing loss added impetus — restoring a confidence that had wavered since encountering the music industry’s uglier side. Poaching slots between Andrew’s studio bookings, the pair worked up what Page had been writing over lockdown, then sketched out and recorded new material in fits and spurts.

After wanting, Page admits now, to give up the ghost entirely, he’s ended up with an album — titled Wild Horse Running, 10 tracks in all — that feels like his truest work yet.

With Andrew as confidant, and the space to just create, a new, more direct approach to writing grew. Page would build ideas on his laptop, filling spaces with lyrics that were suddenly rawer and more direct. “I used to kind of dress up lyrics a little bit and maybe try and make these whimsical ways of phrasing things. But now, that’s changed: I’m fine just laying it down,” says Page. Part of that has come from throwing off a more methodical way of working and instead writing in a way that Page, now 34, says feels more “organic.” Opening a laptop, rather than drawing for the same familiar chords on his guitar, and ensconcing himself in a wash of Hot Chip, SBTRKT, and Beck ushered on a new creative maturity. Music felt good again.

It started with ‘Apollo’. “It felt like a step forward,” says Page. With a smart, slinky bassline, suspenseful hats, and hooky vocals, it provides one of the most direct, immediate moments on the album. “It was the first song we did in the studio and so it felt like a blueprint for what the record was going to be.” What followed came naturally. Page traces complex desire over delicate piano on the poignant ‘Morning Sings’, harmonises with his own echo on the gently-plucked ‘Afterglow’, and channels Thom Yorke over the paranoid synths of ‘Spilt Milk’. It’s a record shot through with disarming honesty; Page’s voice delivers a bold tenderness in stiff falsetto. ‘Choral Light’ is cinematic dance-pop; ‘Wild Horse Running’ is ready to be sung en masse to the rafters.

Better still, Page is able to take his time when it comes to sharing his new music with the world. Having seen the teeth of the major label ecosystem, he’s more comfortable operating independently (the album, as with Sweet Sweet Silent, will come via Andrew’s Square Leg Records). “I think, being an artist, when you go into those kinds of rooms, you lose yourself along the way because there’s all these people’s opinions on what you’re doing and how you’re doing it.” Live plans are nascent. Page wants to do small, select shows, so that each one feels intimate and special — a place where real connections are being made. That approach will go into putting a band together too, while Page figures out how to stride in his new role, manning keyboards and samplers as well as his familiar six-string.

Wild Horse Running, then, is the sound of a re-emerging talent returning to himself, restoking the coals, and capturing the array of sparks.

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released June 9, 2023

All tracks produced by Charlie Andrew & Engineered by Matt Glasbey except Overtime Lover produced by Paul Thomas Saunders.

All tracks mixed by Charlie Andrew and Matt Glasbey except Felt, Morning Sings and Afterglow mixed by Charlie Andrew

All songs written by James Page (Sivu) except Felt (James Page & Johnny Pilcher) and Apollo (James Page & Sam Genders)

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Sivu Cambridge, UK

Sivu (James Page) is a special singer and songwriter from Cambridge, 2023 sees him release his new album Wild Horse Running which is his first new music in five years. Sivu has crafted his beautiful new album with Charlie Andrew (Alt J, London Grammar) who is releasing the record via his label Square Leg Records. ... more

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