Richard Walters

來(lái)自法國(guó)的樂(lè)隊(duì)Richard Walters，這位年輕小伙子與他愛(ài)人在巴黎過(guò)著創(chuàng)作自由人的生活。
RICHARD WALTERS
23 year old singer/songwriter from Oxford, UK. Ex Theremin (Shifty disco Records) frontman, released his first solo Ep in May 2004 on Beard Museum Records. 'Umbrella songs' recieved lovely reviews the world over and caught the attention of Nic Harcourt, presenter of cult Los Angeles radio show 'Morning becomes electic' on KCRW. Richard is also part of Monoband, the side project of Cranberries guitarist Noel Hogan, who released their debut Lp in May 2005 in Ireland. Richard is currently working on his debut solo album with genius producer Guy Sigsworth (Frou frou,Bjork, Lamb, Madonna) and Suede legend Bernard Butler.
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RICHARD ABOUT HIMSELF
I run hot and cold, im double glazed and full of interesting facts and words of wisdom. I like the rain. I like umbrellas more. Im obsessed with autumn and the colours. I like cats, especially Martha Jolene Walters. Im 23 and I travel around alot. I sometimes get frustrated by myself, as do others. I enjoy afternoon tea and toast. oh yes i do. 'The cash machine is blue and green For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck How hot and sorrowful, the machine begs for luck All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new We want a good life with a nose for things the fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come? All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I'm down on my hands and knees every time I hear a doorbell ring I shake like a toothache every time I hear myself sing All my lies are only wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I would like to salute the ashes of American flags And all the fallen leaves filling up shopping bags'