Amber Cashel

Amber Cashel

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Soul deep and wrapped in raw emotion. A fusion of guitar driven choruses, thought provoking lyrics & stick in your head melodies. An inhale and exhale of life's loose ends and losses, the highs and lows and the even highers.

Biography

Amber Cashel is the 25 year old daughter of a truckie and a hippie - a middle child born into a generation of Rage TV, Doc Martins & Big Days Out. Her original songs reflect her youth, drawing on inspiration from the sounds of everyone from Neil Young to Ani Di Franco, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, PJ Harvey and Tori Amos.

This is the sound that is making people stop, listen and want more.

Triple J gave Amber the thumbs up in 1999, making her the main subject of the nationally aired "Unearthed" documentary on ABC TV - an insight into the lives of young musicians in the Central West.

In 2001, she crept into the hearts and lounge rooms of thousands of Channel V viewers with a live performance of "Creep & Loom" (featured on her new album).

Now living in Orange, she can also be found on the "4loor, 1st Gear" compilation CD - a showcase of NSW Central West musicians.

Aftershock Records proudly introduces Amber Cashel, with her debut album "One Iota & Everything That Follows" (available in all good CD stores thanks to our friends at Green Media Distribution - a division of MGM). She's currently on the road promoting her debut release and is bound to be in a suburb or town near you soon.

Lyrics

Stupid Kinda Nasty

Written By: Amber Cashel


Well I come, only when I’m asked politely
When the words from my songs don’t come off
so personally
But it’s ok I’m here, learning to like your sneer
Cause it’s making me a nicer person on the
inside
So put your money where your mouth is
It’s the cheap shots I prefer, got you looking
kinda restless
Got you moving for the back door
And it’s a stupid kinda nasty, but maybe that’s
a sign of something like a real love
Yeah, I can help now
I’ll come, only when I am invited
Cause there’s things in this world that’s too
much for a good girl like me
But it’s ok we’re here, and we’re not counting
score this time
And it’s making us much nicer people on the
inside
So put your money where your mouth is
It’s the cheap shots I prefer, got you looking
kinda restless
Got you moving for the back door
And it’s a stupid kinda nasty, but maybe that’s
a sign of something like a real love
Yeah, I can help now.

Simple Complication

Written By: Amber Cashel


I’m a girl of simple complication, getting by
with what’s written on my hand
Getting by on simple application, it’s all wrong
but I understand
And I don’t think it’s too much to say, that I’d
rather be less than here today
I think I know what’s on your mind, but it’s
cool, I know you’re not the hurting kind
And I love the way you’re cool
I love it when I can make you laugh
I love the way you’re cool to me
And my pocket’s been running on empty for too
long
And I still feel my skin’s think, but I don’t feel
too long
And I wish that I could be at peace with you
And I wish I wasn’t so fucked up around you
Some see waste of time, others see the truth
Where I’ve spent my life, and the eyes I’ve
seen through
Others learn to relax and see themselves clear
And I go hey
My life runs on stints of motivation
It’s these days that make me me
Getting by on simple application
And we’re got free, and we’re got free
There’s not a single thing inside my head
As I contemplate all the things that I haven’t
said
And I go hey

Letters

Written By: Amber Cashel


I’ll have a Jim Beam, don’t be shy making him
strong
Cause I’m relying on him to recall the words to
this song
And life’s been interesting to say the least
And lately I’ve had some time to think a little
release
And I’ve really got my heart set, on making
something of me
I’ve written my letters and I’ve fried my brain
Missed my brothers and my 25th birthday came
And I’ve let you borrow me and I’ve scratched
my skin
Opened my heart and one by one watched the
people cram in
Kindness and belief have kept me on this road
Doors open to smoke, and still I don’t feel too cold
And my memories hold on by the skin of their
teeth
And I sing this to you regretfully
I’ve written my letters and I’ve fried my brain
Missed my brothers and my 25th birthday came
And I’ve let you borrow me and I’ve scratched
my skin
Opened my heart and one by one watched the
people cram in
Oh help me to find my will at hand
Oh dear day, how the hell have you been man

Discography

"One Iota and Everthing the Follows" - Amber Cashel, Aftershock Records, distributed by Green Media Distribution - a division of MGM

Set List

Stupid Kinda Nasty
Thick Old Air
Simple Complication
Sapphire Eyes
Mad Again
Mr Two Lines
House of Girl
Letters
Creep and Loom
Hell of a Day