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Terribly Good

by Skye Wallace

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Goldisocks Good, solid rock you can count on. This album really is amazing! Creative riffs, impactful beats, and a full sound. So many great tracks like The Doubt and Phantom Limb stand out for me. The entire album is very well done! Favorite track: The Doubt.
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H.L. Well, sometimes it is not the right time for metal and then I need some new honest, lively, catchy and emotional rock-pop-indie-singer-songwriter stuff which doesn't bore me after the second listen. In search of such rare pearls I came across Skye Wallace already with her self-titled 2019 album and now I also enjoy "Terribly Good". The album really rocks, reminding me at Sheryl Crow in the 90s here and there. Means it contains timeless good rock music, indeed eight hits and no fillers! Favorite track: Truth Be Told.
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arybak Because every song is a (sorry) keeper
Favorite track: Phantom Limb.
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1.
I was brittle at first. That was me at my worst. Held my finger on the trigger, Kept my thirst as ammo. Tore myself apart, Killed myself for my art, I was compromised and took it all to heart. And I won't go back. No, I won't go back. I won't give you that. Cause I fought tooth and nail. I fought tooth and nail, And the fight goes on. I fought tooth and nail, I fought tooth and nail, Let me take you on (and on and on and on) On and on and on. I've had a melee with doubt, Drowned my enemies out. Knuckles split, I took it on the chin With guns out. Now I've recovered my spark, My unequivocal arc. And though it rips me open every time, I won't give you that. I won't give you that. No, I won't go back, Back. Cause I fought tooth and nail. I fought tooth and nail, And the fight goes on. I fought tooth and nail, I fought tooth and nail, Let me take you on (and on and on and on) On and on and on.
2.
The Doubt 03:24
I'm thinking that I could be the weakest link. Stripped bare, my whole body reacts to the thought. God knows, there are some days that I know I'm tough, Still, I'm feeling like I couldn't change myself enough. Yeah, I feel it, Deep in my chest, Can I shake it? Is it enough? And it begins: Am I enough? Am I enough? So give me the score, Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one? God damn, I'm unravelling in my skin, Drenched to the bone, sick to my stomach, Like I don't deserve half of the things I've won. My heart is heavy, it weighs a ton. Yeah, I feel it, Deep in my chest, Can I shake it? Is it enough? And it begins: Am I enough? Am I enough? Will you give me the score? Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one? Give me the score, Sharpen the knife, Tell it to me straight, now, Don't you play nice. Am I doing it wrong? Doing it right? Make it look easy? Put up a fight? I'm on the inside, looking out, I hate myself when I feel the doubt In everything I've ever done. So give me the score, Am I the only one?
3.
How are you? How've you been? It's been a long time. Did we lose touch? Are you struggling? Are you buckling Under the weight of it all? I've tried a million times to reach out, But I'm struggling myself. Singin please, Where did I go wrong? Sifting sand for details And turn them into stone. I'm talking to myself, Unravelling my mind, And falling far behind. But everything is fine, Everything is fine, Everything is fine. I'm alive, Just seems like time Is slipping through my hands. How are you? What should we do? Did you lose yourself? When did we lose ourself like this? I've tried a million times to look in. The light's on, but I'm gone. Listen to me, Where did I go wrong? Sifting sand for details, And turn them into stone. I'm talking to myself, Unravelling my mind, And falling far behind. But everything is fine, Everything is fine. Everything it will be fine, everything it will be fine Everything it will be fine, everything it will be fine Everything it will be fine, everything it will be fine Everything it will be fine, everything it will be fine Singin please, Where did I go wrong? Sifting sand for details And turn them into stone. I'm talking to myself, Unravelling my mind, Everything is fine. Singin please, Where did I go wrong? Sifting sand for details And turn them into stone. I'm talking to myself, Unravelling my mind, And falling far behind. But everything is fine, Everything is fine, Everything is fine.
4.
I tried to be an island, yeah: I know, I know, I know. I tried to be a modern man: I know, I know, I know. I tried to be a picket fence: I broke, I broke, I broke. I wonder where my courage went: I broke, I broke, I broke. How toothless of me to think I could learn to wait. Oh, I know. Why am I so destitute while I'm holding out for a soul? I deal in absolutes when I try to take control, Truth be told. I tried to be more common sense: I know, I know, I know. A portrait of my elegance: I know, I know, I know. I whispered something delicate, I broke. I broke. How ruthless of me to think I can stand the chase. How foolish of me to think I can change my shape. Oh, I know. I am so destitute when I'm holding out for a soul. I deal in absolutes when I try to take control, Truth be told. The crisis of me, my identity in blood. How spineless of me to think I don't have the guts. I won't be toothless and I'll finally be enough. Oh, I know. I am so destitute when I'm holding out for a soul. I deal in absolutes when I try to take control. My body follows suit when the winter gets so cold, Truth be told.
5.
Phantom Limb 03:34
Real harm will never be gone When all of my skin is drawn, My liver too. Drawn between cold and heat, Can't limber up, Can't get my mind off you. The exposed are the ones that get cold. The exposed are the ones that get cold. Yes, they do. And the cold ones, they will drop off. The cold ones, they will drop off. Just like you. I am fit to run A lesson in how to be numb; You're still the limb that I can't find on my body. Trace your fingers against mine, alone. I have no room to take on That you're no longer mine. Ice cracks, so do I. Hearts go blind as they are bound to do. And the melt of my health, A mockery and a mess of what was true. The exposed are the ones that get cold. The exposed are the ones that get cold. Yes, they do. And the cold ones, they will drop off. The cold ones, they will drop off. Just like you. I am fit to run A lesson in how to be numb; You're still the limb that I can't find on my body. Trace your fingers against mine, alone. I have no room to take on That you're no longer mine. I am fit to run A lesson in how to be numb; You're still the limb that I can't find on my body. Trace your fingers against mine, alone. I have no room to take on That you're no longer mine.
6.
Keeper 04:06
I woke up singing a song with your name in it, Set to the beat of the train, Where I sat in the aisle seat, My limbs and extremities begging to touch you again. The sky, it grew lighter, The morning sun spread across the wide, open fields like a stain. I never thought of myself as a keeper, But I'd like you to keep me in place. Out the window, the trees are brittle and grey, As I hurtle toward Montreal. The sickness we live in, it itches and gripes And it permeates through it all, But I'd throw all affairs of the world out this window and Run to you when you call. I think you can keep me, if anyone can, If I can be kept at all. You came out of nowhere, Like an unbelievable, cliché rendition of fate. I'm sadder than you are, I've made more mistakes, And my heart cannot take the world's weight, But when I'm in your arms, time stands still, And the whole fucking world can just wait. I never thought of myself as a keeper, But I'd do anything to keep you safe. Now the train whistles elsewhere, The day's light has changed into shadows that crumple and creep. My body, at once, feels healthy and raw As it ebbs between waking and sleep. The distance between us was bigger than love And bigger than tears that we weep. It cannot be here and it cannot be now, And I cannot be yours to keep. But I loved you in all of the ways I know how Though I cannot be yours to keep.
7.
You Left 02:58
You did it right, you told me in the end. Turned out the light and turned over in bed. Rewrote our home and the fabric torn in it. Look at us now, we're so damn used to it. You said that you were striving for a life. You didn't fight for me, you didn't fight. We could've had this life woven by now. I couldn't see it then, I did not know how. You left it to me to say goodbye. You left it to me to say goodbye. We could've made it work if we tried harder, Stitched the seams, boiled the frozen water. I looked at you and you looked at me, But you didn't seem to hear me when I pleaded. You left it to me to say goodbye. You left it to me to say goodbye. You kept your blame short, you didn't even try. You left it to me to say goodbye.
8.
You can tear a piece off me, I am not gunna give it up. Flirt with my insecurity, I am not gunna give it up. What do we say when they take our joy away? You are in my way and I'm not gunna give it up. Ooh, when we shred, but they wanna stop us dead? Read my lips, get it in your head, Yeah, get it in your head: Bite me On my neck and in my gut, I'm not gunna give it up, I double dog dare you to Bite me, man I'll trip on my own trip, I'm not gunna give it up, I'm not gunna give it up. So come at me, honey, If you can. Come at me, buddy, I ain't scared. What do we say, can they take that spark away? You are in my way and I'm not gunna give it up. Yeah, give me more, put the pedal to the floor, Light a fire in my core, Come on, daddy, give me more, I said it, give me more. Bite me On my neck and in my gut, I'm not gunna give it up, I double dog dare you to Bite me, man I'll trip on my own trip, I'm not gunna give it up, I'm not gunna give it up. Bite me On my neck and in my gut, I'm not gunna give it up, I double dog dare you to Bite me, man I'll trip on my own trip, I'm not gunna give it up, I'm not gunna give it up. I'm not gunna give it up!

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With her skill in carving melodies and shreddable moments from rock foundations, songwriter Skye Wallace is an expert at proving herself in every room, at every turn. Wallace knows the way is paved with second-guessers, and encounters with unsolicited advisors are plentiful in this world. In truth, the harshest critic is usually within.

Shaped by an upbringing of constant motion, with collapse and rebuilding at the core, Wallace is at home with the idea that change, especially in oneself, is a constant. This truism has shaped her new songs, finished during lockdown but dealing with a time when staying in one place was wishful thinking. For Wallace, there's both comfort and conflict in remembering and reconciling the versions of herself formed at the many stops along the way.

Wallace's breakout single, about the frustrations of fighting against the glass ceiling, made a statement by cracking the Canadian alternative radio chart. Early credentials, including a Globe and Mail "Best 4 Canadian Albums in the World" nod in 2019, a steady stream of shows with powerhouse rockers like Crown Lands and Matt Mays and a deal with Six Shooter Records, have Wallace ready for what's next.

In new song "Truth Be Told," a searching, slashing acid-tongued rocker, Wallace decodes the signals sent from previous selves to make sense of the whole. A hard look gut-check with squalling guitars, Wallace's brand of introspection is more disruptive than meditative. From tumult, comes acceptance, and with that, the confidence to answer the question: "Am I enough?"

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released October 28, 2022

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Skye Wallace is what happens when a trained singer with east coast roots discovers punk rock in their youth and writes music that makes you feel excited. ... more

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