Miss Anne Thrope

Miss Anne Thrope

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Miss Anne Thrope is an exploration of genre: sonic guitar, soul-filled vocals , intricate percussion, and a rhythm oriented low end bent on discovering passionate intimacy. Miss Anne Thrope is not a hatred of mankind but rather a dislike for what mankind has done to the human spirit.

Biography

Using passion and integrity as the vessle for this project, Miss Anne Thrope chooses to forgoe the standard obscenity laden, powerhouse approach to rock music with subtle nuances of emotion and compassion often compared to the emotion of tool mixed with the indy rock sound of the local portland scene. Miss Anne Thrope's members are business oriented, artistically driven people with an incredibly marketable image and sound. With songs varying from heavy guitar driven anthems, to soft spoken acoustic ballads any critic would be hard pressed to type cast this band into a single genre. The members of Miss Anne Thrope come from a wide variety of musical and artistic influences and this factor shows in the recorded product. The band formed in 2004 and has the benefit of longevity as the founding members Ricky and Bryan have been playing together for more than 10 years. With both acoustic and electric sets, the band is ready and able to perform at any venue or crowd of people and have experienced live performances from heavy metal sets at the Big Easy in Boise, Idaho, to record store promotional gigs in Vancouver, B.C. Miss Anne Thrope is willing to work for you to help both parties bring the current state of music to an emotional and creative turning point for all music appreciaters.

Lyrics

The Center of Stars

Written By: Miss Anne Thrope

This feels the mood, the life, the moon just pulls me in. That feels the mood, the life, the moon just takes me in. Surrenders my concern, gives me justice. For a life that waits to happen while it does. Laughing, from the depths of my lungs. No selfish hearts here I want summer for the world. Touch me, I'll whisper while i can. Feel this in me. So take your time. Touch me. I'll whisper while I can. Feel this in me, so take your time. Faceless and so pure. No memories on the way down.

This feels so right. The life, the moon just pulls me. World that fulfills me. The freedom falling naked from these: sillouhettes, reaching towards the stars and giving more than: mindless thoughts or hopeless hearts; beneath the center of stars. Faceless and so good. Freeing me. So soothing on the way down.

Imaginary Sea

Written By: Miss Anne Thrope

Past and present, a paradox that torrents a questioning mind.
Imaginary sea a dimension of insight and reflection.

Waves of the present created by the the swells of time, a predestined future. I'm never gonna know what is truly to come, but these signs of it all give me something to believe in. I sail today and by the way, there's no tomorrow.

Just a ship in the distance my youth sails on towards the horizon of my past; a created dusk, a cool warmth, and an abstract mass. Swells of time conceive this oceans spine, a current provoking the present, an enchanting apparition ceasing to exist, while it does.

Waves of the present created by the the swells of time, a predestined future. I'm never gonna know what is truly to come, but these signs of it all give me something to believe in. I sail today and by the way, there's no tomorrow.

The ancient light from stars, I see their past, my present; on the way a predestined future exists in time, survives in space, yet I can't see or touch its face.

Waves of the present created by the the swells of time, a predestined future. I'm never gonna know what is truly to come, but these signs of it all give me something to believe in. I sail today and by the way, there's no tomorrow.

Carbon Theory

Written By: Miss Anne Thrope

Tasteless and broken this silence has let me down. The shutter of thoughts has encouraged the hexagon. Hearts are so ripe in the summer. Within the warmth and shade, bear the fruit that it made.

But it takes so long, still comes winter in the heart.

Faith has been defeated when you give up your embrace, while the cry's of angels take the only breath that's left to take,

and it takes so long...

We never listen to what we need. He never listens to what he needs. She never listens to what she needs.
I never listen to what I need.

I hope we find it beneath the silence. Truth forms bondage, and fucks your violence.

I'm annoyed by this. All I want is a warm summers kiss... No use trying to break the mold, time repeats and evolution has already been sold.

Suffer Sweetly

Written By: Miss Anne Thrope

it's true
wasted
falling right through
the gaps
that I created
from decisions on replay
i am drawing lazy circles
no progression just
endless contradiction
Hope i figure it out
with no doubt soon
another invisible dimension.

Place my feet
into the land
feeling warm sand
of the hourglass
between my toes

running for the feeling
through the time-line of existence
leaving no trail but leaping far off into the distance
forgotten dreams the pillars of our life's resistance another invisible dimension

i laugh, or i'll cry
i don't care
because i choose my choice
my voice sings
for us all
and the suffering
what a beautiful thing
gets no credit at all

i place my feet
into the land
feeling warm sand
hold the hourglass
between my toes

Discography

"The First Taste of Temptation" was released in the summer of 2004 boasting 9 full length tracks. The song La Melange has been played on podcasts as well as local radio (kpsu). 2007 saw the release of "Carbon Theory and the Center of Stars" that had 3 tracks (6 Degrees, Center of Stars, Carbon Theory) played radio station 94.7fm KNRK as well as on the Viva La Luna show on 101KUFO. A video for the song 6 Degrees is available for download from youtube.com and myspace.com

Set List

Miss Anne Thrope is in a constant state of writing material so the set is ever changing. A few staple songs such as 6 degrees, Center of Stars, and Shrink regularly make it on to the set list.