Secret Radio

Secret Radio

 New York City, New York, USA
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We're a five-piece acoustic and electric indie band from Astoria, NY called SECRET RADIO. We play upbeat melodic, smart songs of love, loss, regret and obsession with a thrilling mix of electric and acoustic instruments. We mix up indie rock verve and poetic lyrics with sweeping classical sublime.

Biography

Secret Radio emerged in 2008 from the creative babel that is Astoria. Yes, this is an indie-rock band that springs from the fantasically creative, sometimes subversive, always surprising northwest corner of Queens. Marked by smart and engaging songwriting, and melodic electric and acoustic hooks. We're a five-piece ensemble from the US, UK, Bulgaria, France and South Korea - in other words a typical New York band. Songwriter and singer Damian Fowler has a classical background in piano and is sufficiently pretentious to cite David Bowie and Schubert as influences.  Meanwhile, lead guitarist Bebbo is inspired by the soaring tropes of Pink Floyd, the gritty blues of Jimi Hendrix and the cacophonic thrill of Blixa Bargeld. our violinist Jane Kittredge trained at Mannes College of Music, NY, has toured as a soloist, played with a wide range of orchestras and chamber groups and has performed in her home state of Vermont with the band Phish. And the rhythm section, bassist Jungsang Yoo and drummer Julien Davoust, forged their grooves in the late-night heat of clubs in Seoul and Paris.  

As well as our diversity of background, we have musical influences from the classical to the indie rock world. Our lyrics are thoughtful and poetic. We like the collision of high art and rock, poetry and anthem, the melancholy and the sublime. We will take and English murder ballad and set it to music, or a tango beat and groove to the sound.

Lyrics

Pale White Skin

Written By: Damian Fowler

Pale White Skin

She dreams the pale white skin
She hears the blood electric sing
She lets the moon rise, she lets the moon rise
She combs her long black stare
And climbs the endlessness up there
Comes to him slowly, comes to him slowly
And before he can blink she screams blue murder
And before he can think she screams blue murder

A million years of youth can get you down
I’m sick and tired of tales of old Vienna
Classical desire is just a thorny crown
I’d really like to get some sleep but I can’t come down
I can’t come down

He wants the pale white skin
He loves her easy midnight sting
It’s no small wonder, it’s no small wonder
He blames the raving dark
Recalls a sinister remark
Don’t turn the light on, don’t turn the light on
And before she can blink, he screams blue murder
And before she can think, he screams blue murder

A million years of youth can get you down
I’m sick and tired of tales of old Vienna
Classical desire is just a thorny crown
I’d really like to fall in love but I can’t come down
I can’t come down
I can’t come down

And I’d come down, if I were you
And I’d come down, you will be me
You will believe, yes you will believe

You will believe in the pale white skin
You will believe in the pale white skin
You will believe in the pale white skin
You will believe in the pale white skin

Swimming Pool on Mars

Written By: Damian Fowler

Swimming Pool on Mars

I’ve got a swimming pool on Mars
I’ve got the best views in the universe
A swimming pool on Mars
The best views you could ever imagine

Would you come this far,
And lie down on my ruby lawn?
Would you be a star
And leave behind your little seaside town?
To come to water
To come to water

And I’ll make you a believer
I’ll make you a believer
I’ll make you a believer
If you jump right in
Splash your skin
Jump right in
Splash your skin

I’m lonely here on Mars
Sinking into solitude
Lonely as a guard
Waiting for the dawn

And August never ends
Signal fires and summer dreams
That’s when I pretend
Those faces from my little seaside town
Because I come from water
Yes, I come from good old water

And I’ll make you a believer
I’ll make you a believer
I’ll make you a believer
If you jump right in
Splash your skin
Jump right in
Splash your skin

Jump right in
Splash your skin
Jump right in
Splash your skin
Jump right in
Jump right in
Jump right in
Jump right in

Red

Written By: Damian Fowler

Red

Black is the colour of my true love’s hair
And green was the place we were living
And blue was the eye at the heart of the flame
And white was my fear when she called out my name

And black was my heart as I dreamed of revenge
And gold was the ring on her finger
And green was the light at the end of the bay
And blue was the song she was singing that day

And red is the colour, red is the colour
And red is the colour of my only love

And black is the sea, I am sailing away
And gold is the land I am leaving
And brown was the wood on which she did pray
And blue were her tears when I sent her on her way

And black was my heart as I took my revenge
And gold’s now the ring on my finger
And green’s still the light at the end of the bay
And blue is the song I am singing today

And red is the colour, red is the colour
And red is the colour of my only love

And red is the colour, red is the colour
And red is the colour, the colour of my love

Discography

We released a self-titled EP - SECRET RADIO - last year online with three songs that have been distributed widely online and on CD. We produced CDs for sale at gigs and have started generating interest in the UK, France, Bulgaria, Seoul as well as here in New York.

Set List

Our typical setlist is a 45- minute show, but we have songs that allow us to play for over 90 minutes. We have between 15 -20 songs.
Song selection:

Tragic Heart, Noisy Junk Science, Red, Teenage English Years, Swimming Pool on Mars, Pale White Skin, Alphaville, So it Goes, Buenos Aires, Romance, Secret Radio (sic), Borderguard, Naked Show, Weird in Wonderland and more.

We also plays some covers including Radiohead's Pakt Like Sardines and From Russia With Love, which was the theme song from the James Bond film of the same name in 1964. This has proved very popular with fans at live shows.