C’’mon now my dear young man
Welcome to the land of mad.
Where the night is horrid and
people die in lonely beds.
C’mon now and have some fun.
Drink you liver at the bar.
Never dream the Ocean calm.
Never leave and never ever laugh
In this Hell that we all live,
Shinning lights and bearing gifts!
It is tempting,It is sweet
but surely it is no place for me!!!
I want to leave,I want to breath
It is no place for me...
I want to live,I want to dream.
Watch me as your face I spit.
I’m not impressed by parlor tricks
I know you king of misery
There is no place like the Sea.
Dear Shore...I go!
supported by 17 fans who also own “Tango Mangalore - Dear Shore (LP Album)”
That synth pop like this exists in the 21st century is a gift from the heavens. The cheeky reverences to the past (the orchestra blast in "LA"!) are a delight. And it's all so smooth - cool - dark. Addictive! Alexander S. Kunz
Melissa Harris’s shadowy synthpop is carefully crafted and delightfully catchy, gems that reflect darkness and light in equal measure. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2019