Ian Bell and the Black Swedes

Ian Bell and the Black Swedes

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

I saw women come out of a bar the other night. No one seemed to notice her much. As she crossed the street she spead up to get behind the closest car fast enough so that no one would see her colaspe in tears. She and I were the only two on the street that knew how she felt at the moment.

Biography

The sound of being alone is slowly being lost by the indie dance, psudo-emo, and shoe gazer. The singer songwriter is hiding. Let the words move you. The beat is in your heart. The melodies are the middlemen between minds.
Alone, Ian sounds alone. When he plays with the Black Swedes the bass clarinet, electric guitar, keys, and percussion only show emphasis how alone we can all be in a crowded room.

Lyrics

Sugar Cane

Written By: Ian Bell

Walking down just to see your face my shoes don't have the same goal. Tied to the ground when they are tied to me. I think they read you turned into a whore.
I know I don't know.
I feel I can't grow.
Stumbling sleep where you taking me. To things I've tried to misplace. Guide like you know what is good for me. But if you'd gone you'd never go back to that place.
I know I don't know.
I feel I can't grow.
I know I don't know.
But I feel so bad when I can't grow.

Sue Me

Written By: Ian Bell

I'll sue town for hurting myself on unstable ground. And they'll pay for my mistakes. With debts gone I'll take myself a break. You slay me with guilt and obesity. You hate me cause I don't know what I'm supposed to be.
I'll sue dad for emotional hardship and wages lost. And he'll pay for what he couldn't help. As always I hope he likes the bill.
You slay me with guilt and obesity. You hate me cause I don't know what I'm supposed to be.

Discography

Buried Her Single

with sea.mine: divorce letters ep
does anyone else miss the cold war

Set List

buried her
unrelated ways
deny
should to thigh
mid winter's dream
sue me
help me out
shine alone
horns