Month: July 2015

Cat Links almost x / sounds / tracks

[track] fly this town

alan watts reflected in a disco ball

there’s a rip in the galaxy
sounds like wind through a door
it’s headed for us full speed ahead
we’ve got nothing to lose anymore

so no more running from the past
running from the dark
searching through the void
chasing love

let’s fly this town tonight
dance away from these city lights
take our cues from distant satellites
let’s fly this town

over the horizon lies
a ring of endless light
made of the dreams we carried
through our coldest nights

there’s no more falling out of time
falling for the cons
calling out in vain
waiting on love

let’s fly this town tonight
dance away from these city lights
take our cues from distant satellites
let’s fly this town

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DaCaLuF 0218: Riding Waves on Jeffreys Bay

Félix, du haut de ses 8 ans, s’éclate en kite sur le lagon de Jeffreys Bay (Afrique du Sud)
Musique:
– Kite part: Hurricane par Hash (freemusicarchive.org/music/HASH)
– Surf part: Riding Waves par Westy Reflector (bandcamp | soundcloud | freemusicarchive)

Eight-year-old Felix explodes on a kite surfer in Jeffreys Bay, South Africa.

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The Bellais family from France (DAvid, CAmille, LUcile et Félix) is traveling around the world in a converted old fire truck for two years. They’ve used a few of my tracks in their video episodes, and it’s an absolute kick to ride along and hear my songs pop up every so often. Follow them here:

http://dacaluf.com
https://vimeo.com/channels/dacaluf
https://www.facebook.com/dacaluf

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Cat Links sounds / sunrise highway / tracks

Sunrise Highway (2015)

Rag top down. Flying past exit signs, through memories, to the end of the island.

Released 02 July 2015

Written, performed, programmed and produced by Westy Reflector.

Cover Photo: “She Rode East” (1994)

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Cat Links sounds / sunrise highway / tracks

Sunrise Highway

take me back, to the end of the island
early ’94 in the dead of winter
before the hedge funds bought all the sand
before the century came to an end

are you waiting for me
standing on that point of land
where the atlantic meets the sound and
everything’s going according to plan

and we’re at the head of a table in a house full of windows
at the end of an island that only the sunrise knows

the northern lights from providence
bleed into the milky way
and the whole wide world
stays a safe distance away

we’ll meet under the lighthouse
embrace on top of the bluff
the light will erase the time between us
once again we’ll be the ones

at the head of a table in a house full of windows
at the end of an island that only the sunrise knows

so i’m in a 20 year old car
with a dream baby dream i drive
ever eastward ever eastward ever eastward
into the sunrise

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