flowers, or die

by Leila Adu

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Leila breaks into 2020 with a new EP that proves yet again, she won’t allow herself to be boxed into just one genre or style of music. The new release, flowers, or die, explores the nuances of singer-songwriter territories, while breaking away from the generic form that this style of music is often critiqued for. In an EP that folds together four lilting, keyboard driven-protest songs, Leila manages to showcase a kaleidoscope of ideas that simply must be listened to on repeat.

In celebration of the release, Lauren Vanzandt-Escobar created a limited edition selection of hand-made paper with embedded etchings in Veracruz, Mexico

All proceeds from the album will go to the clean-energy charity


released February 8, 2020

© & ℗ 2020 Leila Adu
All songs composed by Leila Adu
Voice, piano, organ & synth performed by Leila Adu
Recording, mixing & guitar by Jean-Charles Versari,
Poptones Studio Paris
Mastering by Mike Gibson
Background image by Lauren Vanzandt-Escobar
Illustration by Deb Caponera
Belts & Whistles, B&W009


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Record label collective from New York and Philadelphia releasing diverse noise, art-pop, improvised and notated music since 2014

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Track Name: Tar Sands
Tar Sands

I take it with me,
A bubble of black gold,
A voodoo sack to go, god willing
Country-sized holes in my life
Friends are all I have to show
Beacons of light n’ muddy soles

Drilling into tar
Sands and bloody war
Nuclear bonts
Child is gone, deal is done

I’m going on holiday
Gonna sunbathe my troubles away
So my pen, can cut a page again
and move on

I bathe in music today
to wash the pain away
Eyes are peeled, like an onion skin,
no surprises

Button up your mouth
for what I’m about to say
Stupidity is a silly word
but pride and vanity go a long way
I’ve seen the coward in the mouth of the wolf
And the fear and the blame
Kindness starts only with the self
Care for the mind every day

Drilling into tar
Sands and bloody war
Nuclear bonts
Child is gone, deal is done
Separated from Mum
Ignorant business men c*nts
Screwing up planet earth
For more genocide births
I take it with me
A crownful of black dignity
I look at you, from my throne in the clouds, and fly on

Starving seraphim babes
with their cherubim graves
We fly on Jimmy’s waves

And the cholera knaves
While you design death games
We fly on Jimmy’s waves
We fly on

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