Nick Stiles

Nick Stiles

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandFolkAcoustic

A folk rock sound that is extremely visual, lyrically, (I hope) and takes the listener back to a certain point or certain feeling in their life. I try to make music people can relate to not just on a lyrical scale but on all scales.

Biography

It’s been a long and strenuous road to get where I’m at with my music. When first starting out I was just a teenager messing around on some home studio software and striking random chords on an acoustic guitar. If it sounded the slightest bit decent I would just put it out there. Looking back at it now it’s strange to think about me uploading one to two minute songs that didn’t have any type of structure to them at all. But I guess we all have to start somewhere.

As I grew up so did my taste in music and just like any musician, I hope, I wanted to start expanding and experimenting. This would be bittersweet I would come to see in the next few months…maybe even couple years. I found myself pushing out songs with force rather than allowing them to just come at their own pace. When I actually was able to finish a song I could barely stand to listen to it let alone play it. These years/months were the worst in my music carrier. I fell into a writer’s/musician’s block that I couldn’t shake. (If you were one of the people that had the chance to listen during this time frame let me sincerely apologize for you deserved better.)

The first change in name was from “Nick Stiles” to “More Love” and along with it I wanted to try my approach at making more “electronic/synth” based music. Once again these few songs that I forced were nothing more than me trying to write “good” songs and failing miserably at it. This type of music lasted through yet again anther name change or “phase” as I’m going to refer to them now. This one being from “More Love” to “Family and Friends”. Not much came from or changed with this switch other than more expensive equipment that I no longer want to even touch.

I wish I could be that person that says “I love every song I have ever created” unfortunately I am not. But what I can be is a person that says I’ve grown and I have learned from what I have created in the past. With that being said one final name changed occurs. From “Family and Friends” back to what I’ve always been “Nick Stiles”. Underneath all the poppy electronic sounds and crazy drum beats over the years there has always been my love for the acoustic sound. “From The Hearse To The Dirt” is the start of something I’ve always dreamt about. It’s not just a demo that I’ve created. It’s a piece of me in every letter of every word, every pluck on every chord. I enjoy these songs more than I could have expected to enjoy any of my songs and hope they have the same affect on you as they have me.

If you’ve taken the time to read this I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to share with you what I feel is everything I’ve been doing with my music over the past few years. It truly means a lot to me. Thank you for listening.

-Nick Stiles

Lyrics

Southern Boy

Written By: Nick Stiles

I’m a southern boy
With a guitar and a bad voice
I’m a good brother
Who only calls when he is hurt
I’m just laying here
In a coffin for a kid
I’m finding these words
From the chapel to the hearse

If you could change is it something you would show
I wanted something new but I couldn’t let you go
I’m falling apart at the sound of your breath
I wanted to speak but there was nothing left

I’m a sensible sin
A forgettable friend
I’m a bad son
To the most loving mother
I’m just standing here
In a suit way ahead of its years
I’m finding these words
From the hearse to the dirt

If you could change is it something you would show
I wanted something new but I couldn’t let you go
I’m pulling apart at the sound of your breath
I wanted to speak but there was no time left

Man With A Blue Collar

Written By: Nick Stiles

You say if you ever get out you’re not coming back
Just a boy with the world in his backpack
And I’ve been breathing in air but dishing out gold
Since the first time I was sold
Are you scared of what you will become
A voice in a picture, a bad story waiting to be told
There’s plenty of time for that

I’ve got a six pack and nothing to do
But waste time with you
In a small town where nothings new
I’ll waste with you

I’m wise enough to be control my actions
But things will still happen
You’ve been holding onto something that doesn’t want to ride
But you swear if you let go you’ll die
Are you scared of what’s waiting outside
A life without the boundaries you built inside your mind
There’s plenty of time to worry

I’ve got a six pack and nothing to do
But waste time with you
In a small town where nothing is new
I’ll waste with you

Feel free to let go of everything
Feel free to stay still with the world at your feet
It’s all we’ve got; it’s all we can control
It’s all we’ve got, that they can’t take hold

Hard Years

Written By: Nick Stiles

I could be hopeless, if I wanted
I could be honest, wish I was
I could be lonesome, if I want
I could be loved, wish I was
I could be perfect, if I wanted
I could be special, wish I was
I could be selfless, if I wanted
I could be selfish, wish I wasn’t

Everything’s a pattern didn’t you know
A disaster in the hands of a joke
Everything’s a pattern didn’t you hear
An easier way to pass these hard, hard years

I could be honest, if I tried
I could be careless, I just might
I could be lonely, if I try
I could love, love, I just might
I could be perfect, if I tried
I could be the one, I just might
I could be respectful, if I try
I could be someone, who knows I just might

Everything’s a pattern didn’t you know
A disaster in the hands of a joke
Everything’s a pattern didn’t you hear
An easier way to pass these hard, hard years

Keep on believing if it makes you feel good
You swear you’ve seen the face of god in a piece of wood
So prep my bed if what you say is true
Tell my mother I’m not coming home anytime soon

I think it’s best if you go

Makeshift Bandages

Written By: Nick Stiles

Off to the bathroom you go
It’s getting heavier to hold
Old habits always come first
What’s another line going to hurt
Makeshift bandages to hide
Purposely left out to find
A good person that can’t seem to learn
What’s another line it doesn’t hurt

Why can’t you see what I see
Falling apart at eighteen
Baby, I know you think it can’t be true
You’ve got someone fighting for you

You said you don’t really know him
He’s just a friend of a friend
You keep falling back you never learn
It’s only you I’m going to hurt
Long sleeved shirts in the summer
Typical excuse you thought clever
Why are you so damned concerned
It’s only me it hurts

Why can’t you see what I see
Falling apart at eighteen
Baby, I know you think it can’t be true
You’ve got someone fighting for you

Sick City

Written By: Nick Stiles

Darling I think your man is waiting for you
Over coat and rain on hundred dollar shoes
You look like you could use a good night’s rest
Try to patch up & fix whatever this is

Darling I think your plans are a little out of date
Words out of context it’s smaller than you make
It looks like you could use a night on the beach
Realize what you have it’s bigger than you think

David’s heart it’s wanting you
High heels and miniskirt with a side tattoo
You look like you could use another glass
Like a lot of things if it’s good it doesn’t last

Is it taxi or car it’s time for you to choose
Under dressed, over privileged since high school
You look like you could use help with your decision
What’s a young girl to do, that’s the question
What’s a young girl to do when faced with a decision
What’s a young girl to do, that’s the question
What’s a young girl to do in a sick, sick city

Discography

From The Hearse To The Dirt - 2010 (Demo)

From The Chapel to The Hearse - 2010 (B-Side Demo)

Set List

Man With A Blue Collar
Moving Cars
Southern Boy
Makeshift Bandages
Hard Years
A Boy With A Voice
Diamond Ring
Little Kidz
Sick City

Length: 45mins - 1hours