TyLean

TyLean

 London, England, GBR
BandAlternative

In stark contrast to the feel good music of the mainstream, TyLean replaces wishful thinking with reality. Playing piano that varies from delicate to erratic accompanied by a hypnotic, powerful voice. Often compared to the likes of Tori Amos or Kate Bush with the challenging spirit of Diamanda Galas

Biography

TyLean (vocalist, pianist, and self-proclaimed cello rapist) comes with a disclaimer: Not for the casual listener! In a culture of genres, sub-genres and niches grouping “like-minded” music lovers together, TyLean's meticulously collected fan base share only one common thread: they are all passionate music fans. These are the music fans who give their undivided attention to their musical selections and wouldn't dream of abusing their carefully devised catalogues by playing them as background music.

Since releasing her début, When All Else Fails (EP) in 2005, TyLean has travelled an arduous path in the music business, geographically and emotionally. Her initial musical creations featuring soft, relaxing piano and an ethereal voice accompanied by lyrics that rejoiced in the death of her friends often left listeners throwing their hands in the air with confusion. The songs from the When All Else Fails era can best be described as haunting versions of Tori Amos or Kate Bush.

Between 10 and 2, TyLean's sophomore album, was anticipated to deliver a more commercially acceptable repertoire after the confused reception of When All Else Fails (EP). On the contrary, nothing could have prepared the casual listener for Between 10 and 2, written and recorded in TyLean's native Pennsylvania during the summer of 2007. The songs being far more complex in musical technicality and structure than the When All Else Fails era left the casual listeners even more aloof and the attentive musos feeling as though they had found a great treasure. Songs like “Corner of My Eye” and “Spiders” demonstrated a clear break from mental stability and reality, while “Rosalyn,” the re-creation of a nightmare and the birth-mother of cello rape, could be described as nothing less than disturbing, possibly even revolting. TyLean moved to Bristol, England following the completion of Between 10 and 2, where she released the album in December of 2007.

TyLean's 2010 release, The Unforgivable, the Unforgettable, was written in Bristol in 2008 but took nearly two years to record and release due to the nomadic lifestyle TyLean had acquired. Incessantly moving about the United Kingdom and Ireland, she eventually took root in London, finding a new challenge in taming her phobic performance anxiety. TyLean decided that the best way to learn how to swim was to dive right in, and she recorded her third album in front of a live audience in a single night at an event titled “One Unforgivable, Unforgettable Night with TyLean” at the legendary George Tavern in London. Some of the songs included on The Unforgivable, the Unforgettable feature a return to the simplistic writing style of the When All Else Fails era but with new, luscious vocals enriched by age and experience.

After a period of being Gothic band Attrition's touring vocalist, audiences, enthralled with her hypnotic and powerful voice, became curious about TyLean's unusual solo career. Her stock as performer exploded as word spread that a TyLean show is an intimate, intense experience unlike any other. In February 2011, TyLean toured the UK with San Francisco's Unwoman. In April, TyLean will return to Canada, one of her strongest fan bases, for another tour followed by two appearances at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe in Scotland in August.

Lyrics

Love Always Dies

Written By: TyLean

Hatred can fuel a war
for hundreds of years,
but love
it always dies.

Love Always Dies,
love always ends.
Why can't we live in a world
where no one pretends
that there's a happily ever after
and years of laughter?
'Cause love always ends,
Love Always Dies.

Til death do us part,
sabotaged from the start.
Even when we make it through,
love
it will
still die.

Love Always Dies,
love always ends.
Why can't we live in a world
where no one pretends
that there's a happily ever after
and years of laughter?
'Cause love always ends,
Love Always Dies.

Love Always Dies,
so what's the point?
We only set ourselves up
for disappointment.
Lots of fights,
sleepness nights.
Inevitable lies,
tearful goodbyes,
Love Always Dies.

Love Always Dies,
love always ends.
There's no happily ever after
and no years of laughter.
'Cause love always ends.
Love always ends.
Love always ends,
Love Always Dies.

Corner of My Eye

Written By: TyLean

Don't think I don't see you
Out of the Corner of My Eye
as I plan my ascent up these stairs.
Oh yeah, these things must be planned these days.

Someday I'll get addicted.
Probably amphetamines.
Just to fuck myself up and
pick up the pieces again.
I need this cycle to get through this life,
but I don't expect you to understand.

You'll never see the things I see.
And when I ask,
"what was that flash?"
You'll just say I'm crazy.
Maybe I am crazy.

Out of the Corner of My Eye
as I plan my ascent up these stairs.
Oh yeah, these things must be planned these days.

Someday I will spend sometime
locked in an institution.
They'll say that I am fine,
because I will tell them lies.
I'll never tell them all that's inside.
Maybe I planned it all this way.

Don't think I don't see you
Out of the Corner of My Eye
as I plan my ascent up these stairs.
Oh yeah, these things must be planned these days.

Feel

Written By: TyLean

Do you even Feel?

Obnoxious tears,
but I can't stop them now.
I can't stop them now.

Since you're all dead inside
you don't understand how
I can Feel as empathetically
as I Feel.

Do you even Feel?

Obnoxious tears,
but I can't stop them now.
I can't stop them now.

Feel the pain.
Feel the pain.
Feel the pain.
Feel the pain.

Distractions

Written By: TyLean

I don't know why these things happen to me.
I use them as Distractions from reality.

So we create Distractions.
All your little Distractions.
Distractions.
Distractions.

Dripping in our pettiness, we've lost all our shame.
Mountains out of molehills, we'll always complain.

So we create Distractions.
All your little Distractions.
Distractions.
Distractions.

Distractions from the fact that we are all to blame.
So wrapped up in our own world, we are all the same.

My Distractions become obsessions.
How quickly we become consumed by Distractions.
Distractions from me.

So we create Distractions.
All your little Distractions.
Distractions.
Distractions.

Rosalyn

Written By: TyLean

They were bound to their beds with wire and twine.
She extracted their skin one slice at a time.

Beaten, starved and soaked with urine.
The boys of the orphange,
Head Mistress Rosalyn.

Hidden on the top floor her secret laboratory.
The staff wouldn't stop her, though they all knew the stories.

Oh how their silence was a sin.
The boys of the orphanage,
Head Mistress Rosalyn.

One cold night in February,
she barricaded the boys in.
She lite a match and breathed in
the smell of their burning skin.

It's been said you can still hear their screaming.
The boys of the orphanage
and Rosalyn.

Discography

Love Always Dies (Single) - April 2011
The Unforgivable, the Unforgettable (Album) - August 2010
Between 10 and 2 (Album) - December 2007
When All Else Fails (EP) - August 2005

Set List

"Ode to the Ratball"
"Green"
"Amputation of a Heart"
"Big Hearts"
"The Dark and the Blue and the Grey"
"Unsaid"
"October"
"The Monster I've Become"
"Feel"
"Corner of My Eye"
"Distractions" (If a Cellist has been hired)
"Music Is My Lover" (Cello optional)
"Palinode" (Cello optional)
"Rosalyn" (If a Cellist has been hired)
"Love Always Dies" (Cello or Guitarist optional)