Rox

Rox

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Inspired by legends such as Fitzgerald, Cassidy, and Havens and influenced by (near) contemporaries such as Winehouse and Róisín Murphy, Rox fuses the inspiration and emotion of the muse with the humanness and imagination of the stage performer into an epic whole which she calls “Theatrical Jazz”.

Biography

Roxanne Tataei, a singer/songwriter from South London, was born on 23rd March 1988, in St. Thomas's Hospital. She wasn't the prettiest of babies - quite the contrary, in fact, and the first thing her dad said when he saw her was, "What’s wrong with her head?"

Happily, as the years progressed she looked a bit better, and found a love for music and acting at an early age. She started in theatre at the age of 11 and toured around the UK performing in shows with The NYMT (National Youth Music Theatre). Through years of theatrical work, she developed a love for song writing and playing the piano.

Eventually she realised the piano wasn't really her thing but instead discovered that the guitar was her real love. Her mum bought her first guitar at the age of 14 and she's been unable to put it down since.

She moved on to the Brit School, had an amazing experience, wrote loads of songs, had loads of opportunities, fell in love, and made friends for life...but she still felt her music and her voice weren’t what they should or could have been. So, as the end of school was near and as she found herself in a very strange place in life, she decided to escape to Mexico to work on both and find herself.

Some time later Roxanne returned to the UK transformed into ROX with some bangin' tunes in her pocket, a bigger and better voice, and some sexy dresses. Having fused the inspiration and hope of the muse with the humanness and imagination of the stage performer into an epic whole, she’s found both her voice and her style, which she calls “Theatrical Jazz”.

The result is music that not only captures the imagination and sounds amazing, but looks as great as it sounds. When you see her live good luck not being enraptured by the voice and charms of this musing siren; you have been forewarned.

Lyrics

Those Words

Written By: Rox

Verse 1

You just cried
And I never said a word
I tried to feel how you felt

Softly I wished that you were near
But oh how I felt if
You had seen your changed caramel
And how hard she fell

Chorus x2

Those words
Didn’t need to fall
Your eyes said it all

Verse 2

And you thought it was sudden
The way I pulled this conundrum
I think it was a long time coming
But we were too loved up to see me running

Miles is what it took to review this lie
What was right for you and I
Oh it’s not a case of who’s to blame
But oh yes it’s a real shame

Chorus x2

Bridge

No bitterness will ever be here my dear
He whispered through the space of all his tears
Why now, there’s got to be a reason
Maybe it’s the change in season?
Its not you it’s me, I heard myself saying
He didn’t sound convinced
We haven’t spoken since
But, it’s nothing more than I deserve

Chorus x2

Bossa Nova Love

Written By: Rox

They say…

Chorus x2

(Seeing is believing )
I believed when I first set my eyes on you

Verse 1

You are the most beautiful thing I have seen
And I know that you know that I am keen on you
Baby, come and share some skin with me
And I’ll show you what you so badly want to see

Chorus x2

Bridge

I don’t know, what’s going on in your head
Don’t just walk past thinking about what you could of said
Come over here I like your style
Let me search your data-file

Verse 2

Mystery man, something’s taking over me
Through this crowd, you’re the only one I can see
This aint love this is lust
I felt this feeling times before
And I know, if I’m with you, all I’ll want is more

Chorus x2

Bridge

In 30seconds I will be out of sight
Pluck up the courage baby trust, I won’t bite
Don’t do something you’ll regret
‘Cause only for you my heart is set

Chorus x5

Frida Earrings

Written By: Rox

Refrain

Frida Earrings, some camomile tea
Wouldn’t of made much difference to me
No siree
That weekend still happened

Verse 1

Always preaching Idealistic situations
A con now, oh with the reputation
Oh, no me.
That weekend still happened

Chorus x2

(Oh shall I)
Reimburse you for my shame
(Oh shall I)
Send you words for you to frame
(Oh shall I)
Tell you he was the one to blame

Verse 2

Is this the same girl who said no before?
Dropped all her morals outside the door
Was it purely the drink that gave her no time to think?
Mamma said no, you must of felt something
I did feel something in my sorry state
Who would have guessed this would have been my fate
How I was, returned how I am
What a lucky man------

Chorus x2

Refrain

Frida Earrings, some camomile tea
Wouldn’t of made much difference to me
No siree
That weekend still happened