Wolfgang Crowe

Wolfgang Crowe

 Adelaide, South Australia, AUS
BandPopSinger/Songwriter

Wolfgang Crowe is a recently launched solo project from Dave Crowe - a composer/songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer and performer based in Adelaide, Australia.

Biography

Wolfgang Crowe

Wolfgang (Dave) Crowe is a composer/songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer and performer based in Adelaide, Australia. He has written over 130 works in a broad range of styles - from popular contemporary (rock, pop, folk and electronic music) through to classical pieces for string orchestras, piano and violin.

Crowe’s works have received national airplay with triple j radio and airplay on Nova fm and 4MBS classical fm. His recent contemporary works were performed at the Parklife festival in 2010 by electro/pop act Mammoth Logic, for which he is songwriter, vocalist and keyboardist. He won the triple j unearthed Parklife competition and was a triple j unearthed feature artist in 2010 with Mammoth Logic. He was a finalist in the Jaxter Songwriting Awards and has recently worked with composer/producer Scott Horscroft.

Dave Crowe is originally from Brisbane, where he taught Piano and Violin, worked as a jazz pianist, a musical director for musical theatre, and wrote and performed with several rock bands.

Lyrics

White Screen - Wolfgang Crowe

Written By: David Crowe

Lyrics
White Screen
Words and Music By David Crowe (Wolfgang Crowe)

Through a white screen
We forgot to breathe
See the green lights
And it felt just like that time

Cover up your face
Cover up your life
We've been wiped clean
And we can blur it out

We're all climbing up again
can't feel it anymore
We're all falling down again
can't feel it anymore

Through a white screen
We forgot to breathe
And it feels ………. right
And it felt just like that time
And we can blur it out
And we can melt it down
And we can spin it round

Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah Ah

Through a white screen
We forgot to breathe

Discography

White Screen (Single - Dec 2010)

Set List

White Screen
Just a Little Bit
Tip of My Tongue
All the Lights
Lies
Sometimes
Empty Glass Like
3 Times, No more