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Comfort Songs

by Cloud

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  • Cassette + Digital Album

    Cloud's "Comfort Songs" is now available on cassette (CDs are almost all gone!) and they look nice. I always wanted to release a tape and I really hope you like it.

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  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 10 Cloud releases available on Bandcamp and save 15%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Live at Kulak's Woodshed, The Desperation Club - A Cloud Tribute Compilation, Me, Her & Lavender - Single, Plays with Fire, Two Hands Bound - Single, Wildfire - Single, Waiting Room Sessions (September 2013), Cars & It's Autumn / Cherry Dip - Single, and 2 more. , and , .

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  • "Comfort Songs" on Digi-Superpack CD (limited)
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Digi-Superpack CD album, limited to 140 copies. Beautifully packaged and put together...for evidence of that please see these examples of my amateur photography and my ugly green couch.

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now misery has hooked you an unstoppable reel and you tried then you cried but you still feel what you feel and your hands on your head surrender to your room on the walk home from your place felt every car hit my body and reasonless brokenness hope that it won’t stay phantoms fly through your eyes soon fly away cars and it’s autumn sometimes you get scared and I won’t be okay until her hands in my hair and sometimes though it’s futile I fight the ghostly commands and I’ll scream at you, Nothing I’ll sing loud with my friends! I know it’s not right you say “get a grip, kid” but if I had the option then don’t you think I’d pick it? what I need is to be alongside my band funny how I’m happy now singing about my sadness
greg: in the land of winter there’s cold talks and white walks hanging on strange weather we’ve been having huh? in the land of winters there’s dead trees and dead leaves ty: man, where’s comfort now? I’m alive somehow man, where are you now? I’m alive somehow and the paintings in the museum made me feel nothing so I whistled and wandered around and my egos still climbing, it wants me on top and I’m sorry to push you all down it’s just this bad trick where my eyes see with my body and I feel like there’s only me need a habit or some company or to do something for someone who is not me and the girl who wore your perfume made me think too much so I whistled and wandered around and my egos still needs me to be number one but I think that I figured it out that I only wish to be a positive force and I don’t wanna be the main character of my own life anymore
when cindy spun out on her go cart watch as my eyes melt and bright celebrate celibate stranger I made you mine then Frank shoots me dead with a laser martians are half of my size now that I’m well versed in misery see me smile the trick- it is between patience and waiting and waiting impatiently now then he points to orion notice my heart fills your room and I wish and I wish and I wish little fish but what’s to do? the trick it is? (music!) grudges are never worth it picture me dead on the road you stole my purpose but you’re too cute for me to be cold
I know it’s fucked up but I wish you the worst how you call me your best friend I called you my lover so I’ll see you on Sunday until then just fuck off I’ll find peace in my room or the bike ride to work you see lately my grace lasts an hour at best when my eyes get all wide as if pills in my head and I’ll see you on sunday see what happens then I’ve been staring at the world have you figured it out yet? that man’s problems would be solved if he could see past himself Still just an earth wanderer I made up the rest about having a soul and my purpose; she left but you know I’ll recall it all blurry and bright least when they take your picture they tell you to smile but for now tame your hands keeps those thoughts in your head when it’s dark in my room and I wish I was dead! and I’ll see you on sunday I’m sorry for this I live reckless and hide it by calling it passion will I find my balance? No! No?
Stomach Pit 05:56
the passerby knows not my name our ant-like shells move on when telomeres do what they must my loved ones please come home so soon we’ll sing our songs for you like children pure and gay a choir so strong we haven’t a chance to shy our eyes away suddenly I’m not me; is this really happening?; stomach pit; where’s my friend? lonesome in; ocean spinning song; hurts a lot; camera click; then forgot; guess I grew up too fast lonesome in; ocean I walked alone my hood was high the concrete’s shining face we clicked our heels a thousand times I‘ll miss you anyway so drunk on heaviness we brewed inside our hoping heads I saw true light. it’s blinding I’ve waited for it since coffee kick; florida sun; caring less; discipline; self explore; shave your head what’s it for?; gotten mold me now; monolith; ferris wheel; ever since; sleevy stretch; hide my hands; now she’s dead; oh man leather palm; secret tears; whisper “get me out of here”; wish you well; eyes are red lonesome in the ocean I walked along the Charles today a lovely lady passed I’ll carry mine- a heavy life may a light heart beat in my chest
frére jacques & me laying on couches asleep and these pillows took all of your youth does the phantom wake you up or do? soeur jacques please leave on the light when I sleep cause these dreams make it hard to get up in the day but I swear I’m trying waste life half tied to pacing and waiting I know it’s not right but I do it all the time maman jacques when you found what it all meant to you did you cry when all you had was your golden thread? is there more than that? and I know it means nothing but I love all these people I met in my life you know we’re all meeting up on some later day if the ghosts say our bodies can stay grow in entitlement and I said what I said and I’m proud it’s a shame how I worship myself do you remember when we’d smile, oh brother jack? before all the pride and the embarassment when we’d sing “oh joy”
Blurry & Bright: kiss me, sweetie know I’m all yours now heard someone say that everyday we become someone else hope that’s a lie now what I know’s my home how could I make you my make you my home without the light? hold me, honey know I’m all yours now someday you’ll crave for somebody else I’d rather die and I call you mine that’s an illusory phrase and I call you mine keeps me on my feet well so I lean a bit on your loving face and I was told to win but I won’t step near that fucking plate when I’m afraid do I bring the light; when I sing about depression all the time? am I bringing everybody with me down? how could I think to possess somebody else? possess less and I don’t care much how I spend my days know they’ll all seem bright in nostalgia’s gaze and it kills me bad I know you won’t stay but you’ll always be mine in a nostalgic way you’ll bring the light it’s so easy when it’s easy rise above when it gets hard Underwater: when we kissed in the pool underwater, moon was bright and I felt cool
Mother Sea (free) 05:16
call until i hope it hurts your second life to hide the first keep me away from my computer for it only disappoints me in the car I felt your lightness but I can only be so heavy the blue I hate that paints your bike In this life how I lived by the symbol signs keep me away from my old lover yeah the one who went cold I know it’s not your fault, babe how beautiful songs get old we might have trailed off but who’s to say that I’m too far gone? you lean so much and you’re bound to fall and all these norms stuff my nose and I can’t breath with my mouth cause all my words have been said for me by somebody else I know I’ve seen you before in other cultural norms I stood there shaking nervous in my conventional clothes but now the rocket awaits me all of these tangles I’d needn’t to quell double mirror surrounds me can’t see past that cell I was hopeful at one point didn’t work out so well kept my eyes in my pocket where sun never fell but now the mirror yells “I think I’m ready to love myself!”
I see inside your happy spout it pours so warm and all I’ve figured out is if you want contentment just look down see there it is! and then you’ll find your grand ascent this world is yours. why not go for it, kid for all this time the choice was mine to laugh instead a light wish weighs a lot go for it, kid hell is forgetting don’t forget to smile hell is forgetting always try to remember what’s important
man, where’s comfort now? I’m alive somehow man, where are you now? pacing and waiting around for that sweet old remembering sound
sometimes when we sang we understood oh! we lived hard so hard that sometimes all the weight would make our little bodies shake our little bones and how your coffee lips gave me a kick and left me wired high and dry and soon my soul will spill out of these songs and I’ll have nowhere to hide sometimes we gave flight to the lashes of our eyes a message for my kids know that when each day shall end that means you’ve one less little day to live so live! well my grandfather’s father kissed her perfect back in his time and how it once was his no now the turn it is mine and sometimes in the dark we saw in true-- the ones we loved a message for those to come know that selflessness is key but you can take this one from me it don’t mean shit if you don’t love yourself and my grandfathers father thought the same things as I in his mind and though this life is recycled now the turn it is mine it’s my time


Cloud aka Tyler Taormina debuts with a gorgeous 11-track LP on Audio Antihero. An eclectic and emotional autumnal guitar record.

"Astoundingly accomplished." - Pitchfork

"Cloud know their way around a pop song, and for all of the album's off-beat charms, and occasionally hard-to-grasp content, it's a true pop heart which can be found at the centre of every song that helps to make this such a rewarding listen - 8/10." - Drowned In Sound

"A great record." - Tom Ravenscroft (BBC 6 Music)

"Comfort Songs holds a strong claim as one of best albums under the ill-defined umbrella of 'indie-rock' that has been released in the last
decade or so - 10/10." - Contact Music

"Great!" - Eric Lawrence (KCRW)

"Emerging 21 year old singer/producer Cloud forges a rich, heartening sound around a passionate vocal, dressing his narratives in shimmering instrumentation, like Conor Oberst in the throes of an obsession with psychedelia." - Rough Trade & The Guardian

"Excellent." - Tom Robinson (BBC 6 Music)

"Immediately one of my favourite albums of the year." - Sonic Reverie

"I love this..." - Simon Raymonde (Amazing Radio/Bella Union)

"Mainman Tyler Taormina veers through emotions and narratives over the convention-blurring full-length, crooning of love and life and fear and anger over a stunning backdrop of fuzzy guitars, shuffling rhythms and clarion brass. It's a record sodden with heavyweight feeling that gets you right inside the inner machinations of a troubled soul; it's simultaneously heartbreaking and fascinating." - Bearded Magazine

"A very strong debut." - 7BitArcade

"What starts out promising to be a short and sweet alt-rock number, expands out into a captivating instrumental which ebbs and sure to check out the record - 8/10." - Shout 4 Music

"A bewildering treat - 8.5/10." - Crackle Feedback

"Deserves to be a huge indie hit." - Yankie Music

"In Comfort Songs I find a time for reflection, a confirmation of life and its wonder, and a sense of belonging – to whom, I’m not certain, but to someone. And I know, years down the road, this will remain a landmark album for me, with just the same resonant power. Hopefully, dear reader, you’ll be moved, too." - GoldFlakePaint


released August 5, 2013

Produced by the nicest guy I know, Cole Verderber
Kenny Korb - Guitar on tracks 1,3,4,5,6 & Vox on track 1
Konrad Kamm - Bass on 1,2,3,5,10,11
Jon Davie - Guitar on tracks 2,3,8,9,10,11
Samira Winter - Vocals on tracks 1,5
Joey Puleio - Drums on tracks 4,5,8
Tommy Hanft - Drums on track 6
Russell Ridulfo - Trumpet on tracks 3,5,11
Irene Alvarado - Violin on tracks 5,9
Tom Macaluso - Trombone on tracks 1,9
Greg Salwen - Vocals on tracks 1,2
Michael Mausler - Vocals on track 4
Pat Gray - Saxaphone on track 2
Omar Saeed - Drums on track 11
Brendan Mattox - Vox on track 1
The choir includes all my friends, old and new..


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