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Experience

Blinded

Husbands or Kids

written by emma moore

Husbands or kids?
I'll take option three... 

The seven year itch is creeping in
And he's been spending time wonderin'
If he rushed in to settling down

Sparks are flying and he's reminded

That he's still young, he's still got it

Makes no secret we could get along

Husbands or kids

I'll take option three

Too young, too sweet or complicated 
Or unavailable feeling jaded

I'm no tick off a list

Or somebody's side piece

Tell me this ain't all there is 

Husbands or Kids

Baby boy, he's got a teenage crush 

He thinks he's in love, doesn't know enough

To know that there's so much he don't know

Tryna tell me we could be a match

And I'm so flattered he thinks that 

But he can't even take me for a drink

Husbands or kids

I'll take option three

Too young, too sweet or complicated 
Or unavailable feeling jaded

I'm no tick off a list

Or somebody's side piece

Tell me this ain't all there is 

Husbands or Kids

All I'm asking for is that he not be taken

Or running late for school

Out of his momma's basement

Old enough to know how to treat a woman

And smart enough to know

One's the way to go

Husbands or kids

I'll take option three

Too young, too sweet or complicated 
Or unavailable feeling jaded

I'm no tick off a list

Or somebody's side piece

Tell me this ain't all there is 

Husbands or Kids

Best served with;

A margarita! 
All fun, with a side of saltiness.

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Rhythm Guitars

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

GARRY WOOD

Lead Guitar

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

A few songs that find humour in lifes tragedies and misfortunes.

Behind the Release

This is the oldest song on the record, was the first to be cut, and now opens the entire thing. It seems mad to me now that there was a time it wouldn't be the case! Throughout the process of recording it was tucked neatly in the middle, track three or four, and there it stayed for months - and then two things happened. 

The first was the Bass line, which in the incredible hands of Aubrey Harris, brought the entire song to a whole new level. It's actually my favourite part of the track, and then our phenomenal mixing and mastering engineer Eric Torres got his hands on it. Wow. 

 

I was BLOWN AWAY at what I  was hearing. 
My first thought? THAT'S how we kick off this record. 


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In the original Blinded Experience, the feedback on this song was absolutely incredible, and based on almost entirely their feedback, I decided it would be the first single. 


 

Late to the Table

written by emma moore & emily faye

Sorry I couldn't make your family dinner

Can't break bread at six when you're the breadwinner

Sorry you're mad that I turned thirty one 

With no sign of a husband, daughter or son

But I'm not late to the table 
And I'm not behind
For some kind of life
You've decided is right
I made my choices

And I'm more than able

So stop calling me
Late to the table
 

No I'm not broken and I don't feel lonely

So keep your concern, I know it's only 

Because you can't see yourself living this way
And you think you're saving me from a mistake

 

But I'm not late to the table 
And I'm not behind
For some kind of life
You've decided is right
I made my choices

And I'm more than able

So stop calling me
Late to the table
 

When did a life looking different to yours
Become the wrong choice and a way to keep score


No I'm not late to the table 
And I'm not behind
For some kind of life
You've decided is right
I made my choices

And I'm more than able

So stop calling me
Late to the table


Yeah stop calling me
Late to the table

Best served with;

An Espresso Martini
Post work, happy hour cocktails are back on the menu for this free spirit. 

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Rhythm Guitars

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

GARRY WOOD

Mandolin

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

Songs about life, classic production, making your
own choices. 

Naming the Record

Naming this EP was one of the biggest headaches of the entire process and I was so not prepared for that to be the case. Pilot was easy - it came to mind before I even started recording and it was perfect. Nothing would have changed my mind about it.

So, I waited and waited for the same thing to happen this time around but NOTHING like that moment occurred. I played the tracks over and over, picked out lyrics and eventually discovered that all of these songs are linked by the reality of life.

It can be hard, it's messy, there are difficult conversations and moments in which we don't know wether to laugh or cry. There are paths we take others may not understand and situations around us that maybe we can't see clearly. All these things and more can be found throughout this record and they all came together listening to 'Late To The Table'. 

On a personal (and literal) note, the track is about the rush and pressure society often
places on women to get married and start a family, and theres a whole lot I could say
on that! But when I thought more about other people who may be listening to the song,
'the table' people call us late to could represent any number of things, and in that
moment 'the table' became a metaphor for life - and then my Pilot moment came! 

 

Strength,
sarcasm and
self-love.

the table

I T' S  A L L  O U T  O N

Comedy, vulnerability,
frustration, questioning,
regret, power, resilience, wit.

Waiting For You

written by emma moore

I'm holding on tight to the breath in my chest

It's the only thing keeping me up

I can't let go I know I will cry

And I won't be able to stop

I should be able to fake a smile

Heartbreak has taught me well

But there's no disguising

These feeling I'm fighting

One look and I'll know you can tell

That I've been waiting for you
I've been waiting for you
But you sit beside me 

And you're so excited

'Cause you're loving somebody new

And no idea that I've been waiting for you

Don't look too closely I want you to stay

In the dark when it comes to my love
I'm happy for you I know you've been waiting

To finally find someone

Deep down I know that she's probably better

For you than I ever could be 

But just for a second

I feel my heart breaking

I'm desperate for you not to see 

That I've been waiting for you
I've been waiting for you
But you sit beside me 

And you're so excited

'Cause you're loving somebody new

And no idea that I've been waiting for you

And I'm so sorry

I hesitated

I could have been the one

I won't be hoping that she breaks your heart

But if it happens

Just know

 

 That I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you
If you sit beside me 

And there's no denying 

You're ready for somebody new

Then I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting for you

Best served with;

Wine. A bottle. Red. 
Hold the stopper too. 

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Rhythm Guitars, Piano

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

TOM MARTIN

Harmony Vocals

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

Heartbreak, beautiful ballads, emotive vocals, unrequited love. 

Designing 'the table'

All the photography for the EP and featured on this website was done by
Katie Hennessey, who I am so thrilled to have found this year. 

I have never been overly comfortable in front of the camera, but Kate made every
part of the process so much fun and so relaxed. I felt so safe under her direction and
I think that shows in the images she masterfully caught. 

Ooh, and fun fact - I had to do my own make up this time.. eek! 
What do you think?

If you click on the pictures you'll also find out why I picked them and what they bring to the music.

Blinded

written by emma moore

He keeps secrets, you see mystery 
He keeps you hidden, you see privacy

He keeps lying but you still see honesty
He makes decisions, you just agree

You're blinded by a love that you've created 
In your mind he can't do you any wrong
You're blinded by a dream and by a fantasy 
You fell in love with someone he'll never be 


He says he's broke, you will always pay
He says bite your tongue and you obey
He keeps leaving but he never stays away
He's way too happy in the bed you both made 

You're blinded by a love that you've created 
In your mind he can't do you any wrong
You're blinded by a dream and by a fantasy 
You fell in love with someone he'll never be


You make yourself half so you can make him whole
It drives me crazy how you just don't know 


You're blinded by a love that you've been craving

He can't satisfy this need you have for saving

You're blinded by a love that you've created 
In your mind he can't do you any wrong
You're blinded by a dream and by a fantasy 
You fell in love with someone he'll never be.

Best served with;

Your favourite beer -
Sit your pal down for some
hard truths, but soften the
blow with a cold one.

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Guitars, Banjo

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

TOM MARTIN

Harmony Vocals

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

Todays playlist is full of songs I was listening to when planning the production of the track and back when I was writing it. 

My Favourite Lyrics

In the original Blinded Experience I wanted to bring people back to emerging themselves in a record, and getting as much from the entire experience as possible. I miss driving to a store and picking up an album I had saved up, playing it all the way home then devouring the liner notes, so this was my 2021 digital version of that. 

Another part of the original experience was picking out a favourite lyric from each track, a task which changed almost every time I edited the site. 

So, here are my favourites.. as of today! 

"I'm no tick off a list
or somebody's sidepiece"

"When did a life looking
different to yours 

Become the wrong choice
and a way to keep score?"

"There's no disguising 

these feelings I'm fighting"

"Was it when you told me things
she will never know?"

"My Sunday mornings 

coming down from
neon lights and bar room crowds

never involve a church"

"He says he's broke
you will always pay
He says bite your tongue

and you obey"

HUSBANDS OR KIDS

LATE TO THE TABLE

WAITING FOR YOU

BLINDED

WHEN

MATCH MADE IN HELL

When

written by emma moore

Was it when you called at 3am

She was lying in the next room

Sound asleep and dreaming peaceful

Thinking she was next to you

Was it when you told me things

She will never know

Was it the second phone

Was it the first kiss

The first touch

The first time you realised

She wasn't enough

Did it start the moment

That you looked at me 

When exactly

Did you start to cheat

Was it when you started showing up

A couple of hours late for work

'Cause you couldn't bear to start your day

Without seeing me first

Was it when you had to stop

And buy a shirt on your way home

'Cause we ruined one

 

Was it the first kiss

The first touch

The first time you realised

She wasn't enough

Did it start the moment

That you looked at me 

When exactly

Did you start to cheat

'Cause even now in your own words

You won't say that's what you did

You left one line to cross and now

You hide behind it

Was it the first kiss

The first touch

The first time you realised

She wasn't enough

Did it start the moment

You said you loved me

When exactly

Did you start to cheat

Was it when you called at 3am

?

Best served with;

Whiskey. Neat. 
A hard drink -
for a hard truth. 

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Rhythm Guitars

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

GARRY WOOD

Pedal Steel

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

Classic country cheating songs, different perspectives, balladeer production and complex emotions.

This version of 'When' shows every stage of the recording process, from the writing nots on my phone to the final master. It was such a fun process to document and really shows how much you can grow a song, even one that sounds so intimate and small in your mind. 

Stage 1:

iPhone recording 

Stage 2:
Home recorded worktape 

Stage 3: 

Guitars and Drums from RAD Records

Stage 4: 
Bass and Pedal Steel
plus home recorded vocals

Stage 5:
Studio Vocals 

Stage 6: 
Studio Vocals - RAD Records Mix 

Stage 7: 

First mix from Eric Torres 

Stage 8: 

Final Master from Eric

Writing to Recording

written by emma moore

Match Made in Hell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell 
You've got your pedestal 

I'm the angel that fell

We might as well embrace our fated farewell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell

My Sunday mornings coming down
From neon lights and barroom crowds

Never involve a church

The only scripture I recall

Was written in a bathroom stall

I follow my own word

Still think

I'm your perfect little dream?

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell 
You've got your pedestal 

I'm the angel that fell

We might as well embrace our fated farewell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell

You've never stepped outside a line

Broken a rule, always inclined 

To do what you've been told

I represent a little taste 

Of all the things that you've abstained

From trying to get to know

I think

I'm your one night fantasy

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell 
You've got your pedestal 

I'm the angel that fell

We might as well embrace our fated farewell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell

I’ll see those pearly gates before a picket fence

You’ll break your mommas heart if you never get wed 

Ain’t nothing wrong with chasing
Pretty postcard dreams

But you won’t find them here, I’m all reality 

 

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell 
You've got your pedestal 

I'm the angel that fell

We might as well embrace our fated farewell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell

We're no match made in Heaven

We're a match made in Hell

Best served with;

The ultimate combo - 
A bottle of lager and a Whiskey chaser. Bonus points for warm beer in a run down bar.

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

DAKOTA JAY

Production, Drums, Rhythm Guitars

AUBREY HARRIS

Bass

GARRY WOOD

Slide Guitar

Eric Torres

Mixing and Mastering

ERIC TORRES

Mixing and Mastering

Inspired by;

Badass anthems, epic guitars, dark bars...
all the good stuff! 

The Cutting Room Floor

It may seem crazy after hearing this song that its initial setting was
an airport bar - and its earliest versions were inspired by Mark Sloan
and Callie Torres (from Grey's Anatomy, of course). I was in the mood to
write a fun story set in a bar, and my mind just goes to Joe's bar from the
show. Especially in their earlier days, Callie and Mark were carefree, adventurous and promiscuous - perfect amo!


But often times as you write, especially fiction, the story unfolds as ideas
and images come to mind. I was writing about two characters who decided to wait out a storm with cheap booze and a one night stand before flying off to their respective lives across the country. (An idea I still like, and hey,
maybe on album two?!) Their confidence and chemistry came from Mark and Callie, but of course I couldn't have them run off into the sunset in best friend bliss, could I? 

So how did I get from the airport to church? 

When the song started it was about two people who had immediate chemistry but
a limited  timeframe. The initial chorus (centre) got me thinking about their futures and the differences between their everyday lives.  That, and logistics,
lead me away from the airport and what was left was two people who could be great
for a night but who's lives were still heading in very different directions. I'm
sure we've all met someone like that. In my mind, not surprisingly I guess, the
woman singing the song was a musician, living life city to city and only ever in
love with music. She meets a nice guy with a nice life and the clash is inevitable - she's not made for the 9 to 5 and church on Sunday life.
The verse lyrics to this are some of my favourites throughout this entire
collection, and I love how blunt yet oddly poetic they are. 

"You’re flying North, I’m heading East
But there’s nothing else between us now
There’s just some bar across the street
I guess there’s no where else to be right now"

"A double whiskey, make it neat 

I think my friend here’s gonna need his strength 

Bartender don’t you take too long 

Tonight has only just begun"

"We’re no match made in Heaven
We’re a match made in Hell
We’re ice cold Crystal 

In a two bit motel 

Ain’t ever gonna make it
To those white church bells

We’re no match made in Heaven 

We’re a match made in Hell"

"I know you like to think
that you could tame this flame 

But I don’t wanna know
never mind take your last name"

"You work to live, I live to work
I know you think that that’s absurd
But I never plan to change"

Exclusive Bonus   Track

written by emma moore

Ten Years A Stranger


I can't believe out of all the things 

In the corners of my mind I'm thinking of us 

Wondering what could have been

If I'd believed in love, enough
You knew back then what all your
Dreams were pointing to 

Mine took a while

So I said goodbye to you

How can you cry over someone

Ten years a stranger?

When you don't even know the man he became

It makes ya

Makes you wonder how long 

You've been holding on
To the promises he made ya
Before he became 

Ten years a stranger

I wonder if you're still the kindest 

Person in any room - I bet you are 

I hope that time's been good to you

Not hardened up that heart I once knew

I bet you still hold someone like they're the only one

I bet one look at you

Would still feel like home

How can you cry over someone

Ten years a stranger?

When you don't even know the man he became

It makes ya

Makes you wonder how long 

You've been holding on
To the promises he made ya
Before he became 

Ten years a stranger

But I don't know who you are 

I'm missing a fantasy

A memory of a lonely heart

How can you cry over someone

Ten years a stranger?

When you don't even know the man he became

It makes ya

Makes you wonder how long 

You've been holding on
To the promises he made ya
Before he became 

 

Before I became

Ten years a stranger

Best served with;

It seems like you'd need a really good cup of tea for this one. The ultimate comfort. 

*not compulsory, of course. 

Made by;

EMMA MOORE
Guitar and Vocals

Inspired by;

Nostalgia, untaken chances, chance encounters and beautiful stories. 

Late Night Writer

Every now and then a song seems to fall in your lap - and this certainly started off that way. I fell asleep pretty early for me, early enough to have gotten deep into a sleep and deep into a dream only to wake up around 2am. I dreamt about my college years, the people I knew back then, that I had loved and now missed. I found myself missing them, then realised I could be missing people who don't really exist anymore. We change as we grow up, so I got to wondering who they are now, and hoping the things I loved back then are still true. 

I hope this song gets to grow too. 

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Thank You

For joining me on this walkthrough of 'the table'. 

I hope you've enjoyed this look through the creative process, enjoyed the music, and most importantly - felt connected to the songs. 

CDs, Cassettes and more are now available at

store.emmamoore.co.uk
 

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