Jungles & Tides - Charly Coombes & The New Breed
Formed in Oxford in 2009, CHARLY COOMBES & THE NEW BREED are a red blooded, four piece rock & roll band, firmly rooted in a blend of contemporary rock and old time soul. The tight, keyboard-driven group have toured the UK and North America, as well as an extensive tour of Brazil in 2011. They also have two EPs under their belts: "Panic" and "Waves". Their third EP "Noise Control" is due for release Spring 2012. CCATNB comprise of: Charly Coombes - keys, acoustic guitar and vocals, Dave Ashworth - Guitar and vocals, Jake Roos - Bass and vocals, Reynaldo (Miggi) Migliavacca - Drums. http://www.ccatnb.com/home.cfm Lyrics: Something's keeping me up, It's breaking me, bringing me down tonight. And through hundreds of dreams It seems it's like a break in the satellite. A fading temperature falls To a level of sustainable breathing-air. And through hundreds of miles of Arrogant smiles, I would still be going there. CHORUS: Oh, she's my everything, Oh, she's not ordinary. Oh, she's my everything, Oh, she's not ordinary Hours and hours and hours and hours and hours, In the break of the morning, Still awake talking about it all. We started breathing the air, Believing and breathing, like it wasn't there before. And over hundreds of miles of Jungles and tides, I'll be outside your door.
Formed in Oxford in 2009, CHARLY COOMBES & THE NEW BREED are a red blooded, four piece rock & roll band, firmly rooted in a blend of contemporary rock and old time soul. The tight, keyboard-driven group have toured the UK and North America, as well as an extensive tour of Brazil in 2011. They also have two EPs under their belts: "Panic" and "Waves". Their third EP "Noise Control" is due for release Spring 2012. CCATNB comprise of: Charly Coombes - keys, acoustic guitar and vocals, Dave Ashworth - Guitar and vocals, Jake Roos - Bass and vocals, Reynaldo (Miggi) Migliavacca - Drums. http://www.ccatnb.com/home.cfm Lyrics: Something's keeping me up, It's breaking me, bringing me down tonight. And through hundreds of dreams It seems it's like a break in the satellite. A fading temperature falls To a level of sustainable breathing-air. And through hundreds of miles of Arrogant smiles, I would still be going there. CHORUS: Oh, she's my everything, Oh, she's not ordinary. Oh, she's my everything, Oh, she's not ordinary Hours and hours and hours and hours and hours, In the break of the morning, Still awake talking about it all. We started breathing the air, Believing and breathing, like it wasn't there before. And over hundreds of miles of Jungles and tides, I'll be outside your door.