Leaving Gardens

by Annie Sea

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Leaving Gardens is Annie's debut album. The influences on this record reflect her diverse tastes – jazz, soul, rock, folk, blues, and hip-hop. Inspired collaborations on bass, cello, drums, keys, and guitar make this album more than the voice of a single songwriter.

Review by the Acoustic Pedestrian:
"Sometimes music comes along that spontaneously makes you think of the place it comes from, and this album is one of those times. This 10-song album winds its way through a varied landscape that reaches from jazz to blues to bluegrass to almost a new age sound. At every point on that journey, Annie’s masterful but approachable vocals create the feel of a pleasant afternoon spent in Portland. But don’t get lost in those vocals, because you’d end up missing some great musicianship by the rest of the folks on this record.

Each track has its own distinct personality and shows off Annie’s interpretive range. My favorite is “57 and Sunny”, which is a spot-on description of how people in the Pacific Northwest treat the first non-rainy day, no matter how cold it might be. The bass groove of this track is completely infectious–at least it is to section of my brain that plays bass. The title track is instrumental and serves not only as the liner notes suggest, “…to cleanse the listener’s palate”, but it’s also well-composed and beautifully performed.

This is an album you will want to set aside time to listen to instead of putting it on in the background while you check your email. Let Annie act as your tour guide through music filled with not only its own imagery, but also leaving room for whatever your mind can conjure up."

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released May 31, 2013

Annie Sea - Lyrics, Vocals, Vocal Percussion, Mandolin, Guitar, Percussion
Ashley Peck - Cello
Ben Carmine - Guitar
Chris Hale - Bass
Joe Millward - Keys
Rick Brodner- Guitar
Torbin Hadlock - Guitar
Tony Reed - Drums

Recorded by Jared Palick at Studio Infinity, Portland, Oregon

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Annie Sea Portland, Oregon

Annie Sea blends acoustic soul with jazzy hip-hop to create anthems that evoke the fierce power of the ocean and call forth a socially conscious new paradigm. Her sultry voice, live percussion loops, ukulele strums, and guitar riffs bring to life her vivid songs of catharsis and renewal. ... more

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Track Name: Fold
Behind the altar of vines and roses
is a fear we are small inside.
Our traditions are so much taller
when you trust the doubt will fly.

And its true, take the letters, fold them into you.
And its true, take my hand, i'm falling into you.

Behind the table of white linens
is a vow too big to define.
My words are clumsy rhythms
when eyes connect heart and mind.

And its true, take the letters, fold them into you.
And its true, take my hand, i'm falling into you.
Track Name: Echo
Forgotten purpose beneath surface
of frozen ground
only one of the crowd

Broken wires sing with choirs
follow the sound down
find the echo you will hear

And all my life I wait for you to notice, you to notice, you to notice...

Searching eyes fall behind
who understands
hold out your hands

Find the echo you will hear
Track Name: Wheel on the Mountain
Oil ponies gallop underground
midday midnight grinding loud.
No more need to ride horses
we'll zip past on fire's forces.

Lift me up where air is thin
and snowflakes ride on the hissing wind.
Lift me up and let me spin
a wheel on the mountain.

Past peach houses and parallel palms
where factories replaced strawberry farms.
Smokestacks belch and haze the sight
of oil ponies galloping galloping galloping towards night.

Lift me up where air is thin
and snowflakes ride on the hissing wind.
Lift me up and let me spin
a wheel on the mountain.

In the distance past breaking waves
manmade islands drill submerged caves.
Electric nights and gasoline days
few share the riches but everyone pays.

Lift me up over the sand
where water rises over land.
Lift me up and let me ride
accomplice of the rising tide.
Track Name: Fifty Seven
57 and sunny...

Put away your umbrellas, the sky isn't gray.
Sun blinding through the window-
melts the sheets- time to start the day.
Find the sunblock
pull shorts out of their winter hideaway,
'cause it's...

57 and sunny...

Pump bicycle tires, cruise out into the street.
Friends or neighbors, grin at everyone you meet.
Smiling wide – taking shirts off.
Dudes mowing lawns
toes showing through flippy flops.
We still ain't sweatin',
but hey sun, we'll take what you got,
'cause it's...

57 and sunny...

Time to lay out and relax.
Time to sunburn your ass.
Let beams of light enter your eyes.
Celebrate the first time in three months
the sky forgot its disguise!

57 and sunny...
Track Name: Belmont Street Fair
Duct tape on your pants; stepped on my purse strap.
Beard as long as the hair down my back.
You threw me a dollar- man you're all right.
I know you don't have much to spare but you cared
to thank me for my song.
I wish I could stay out here all night.

Feel the beat of the street drum,
smell the popcorn in the air,
hang out with my generous friend,
dressed too hot for the heat of the day.

When the little girls come dancing,
I kneel and hold out my guitar.
They hit the strings with open hands.

Then a shy young man moves closer to me,
pulls a bill from his pocket...
I won't spend the dollars you gave me.
No, someday I'll pass them along,
to a stranger on the sidewalk,
like you, like you
who tell a quiet voice to be louder,
like you...
Track Name: Spell it Out
Hey mister, would you tell me your name?
Take a seat before you walk by.
Hey mister, would you hold my hand?
Keep it simple as the alphabet

I could spell it out for you,
but I'd rather you guess, I guess I'd rather you guess.
Fill in the blanks, take the time,
ask me why, ask me why.

Hey mister, your teeth are too long
block the air from coming out,
Hey mister would you make me a sound?
I can't sleep in silence.

I could spell it out for you,
but I'd rather you read the writing on this wall.
I'll scribble and scrawl,
don't tell me why
I shouldn't cry,
I shouldn't cry.
Track Name: Wisest Choice
Join me under the blanket and touch my feet.
We are just friends who share the covers,
and I know I'm not the only one who's cold.

You might say I'm on the rebound
bounce bounce bounce me right into your hands.
How long can we play but miss the basket?
I know this isn't the wisest choice
I'm newly single; you're underemployed.

but I keep reaching reaching...

We looked at each other too long last night.
When we hugged, I didn't want to let go.
I'd rather lie down next to you,
read poems in our underwear,
trace the words on our backs.

I want a kiss but it comes with complications.
Replace my fantasies with reservations.

but we keep reaching reaching...

Is this heat of proximity? You complimenting my beauty?
Is it your silver eyes that opened wide when I told you what to do with me when I die?

Could you float me down that river
so the current could show me which way to go?

I know this isn't the wisest choice,
but you seduce me when you enjoy my voice.
I want a kiss but it comes with complications.
Replace my fantasies with reservations.

but we keep reaching reaching...
Track Name: Clean
If the wine could wash my lips
I'd drink myself clean.
Wake up wrapped in headphones
playing someone else's dream.

I'll put every word we ever wrote
inside one box.
Shove it in the corner
unopened and unlocked.

If the light divides our eyes
maybe I will see
the wires wrapped around my feet
are pride tripping me.

You know, I can't forget a tune
but I will try
to shout them to the air
where they will echo too high.

Maybe you should thank me
for trying to stay.
Maybe I should thank myself
for running the hell away.

'cause now I can hear myself
I don't have to yell.
I can't wait to hear her sing - I hear it's so professional.
Track Name: Telescope
I don't know why I ask you,
I don't know how I forget that you,
look at me close with your telescope,
while I hide my light my light.

I don't need someone to criticize me;
I don't need someone to flatter me.
It's time to look inside for what really matters.

Why do I count compliments
in order to estimate your love?
Why do words hesitate?
so afraid you'll hear them wrong.

I don't need someone to criticize me;
I don't need someone to flatter me.
It's time to look inside for what really matters

I don't need someone to criticize me;
I don't need someone to flatter me.
It's time to look inside for what really matters
what really matters...
to me.