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About Me

.....NEWS......Collborated with Momentous, .......And then there was 1.REVIEW BY JOEL GRIFFITH!!!! www.myspace.com/joelgriffithmusic ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Emma: “Unfinished Script” Emma ... Begins Her Rocker’s Quest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Emma ... presents herself as “Unfinished” and declares quite clearly that she is a writer new to the guitar. With in this context her songs are an interesting listen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Echoes of 90’s rock a la Courtney Love and early Alanis Morrisette pop up in her distorted melodies and heavy rhythms, but her clear strength is her song writing. Emma pulls together songs of hope, doubt and bitterness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Ride it Out” with its moody rhythm guitar and vexed vocals promises to be a solid indie anthem once fleshed out. “It’s not really night it’s the afternoon/ Another hurricane is coming/ take shelter take food.// Another hurricane is coming but nothing can prepare you.” Solid song writing! I hope Emma keeps this one in her repertoire! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Apathy” finds Emma donning her acoustic guitar to lament the indifference of an ex. Roughly recorded and with greatly reduced audio, this simple track is “barely there”, but has the feel of an impressionist poem set to music. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Flying” opens with a jangly assymetrical riff and an intriguingly sensual couplet, “Finger tips voluptuous lips/man hands float down.” Here the vocals are delivered in a whispy, flowing rhythm. Detached from the guitar track, but innately connected. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In total these early tracks present Emma as a lyrical artiste finding her legs in the rock world. As long as she keeps playing and trying for more, I’m sure she will begin to impress wider and wider audiences. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Find Emma ... on: www.staticchain.com/unfinishedscript : www.myspace.com/unfinishedscript ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Profile modified by: The CricketSoda Myspace Profile Editor Contact TablesPS I'm a bleeding heart liberal, if you hadn't noticed but don't let that get in the way of our friendship, I'm not into pushing things on people! ````````I am a writer and it is every fiction writer's duty to distort and magnify the truth. From a moment, I write memoirs... honestly- I just pretend it's not true! :)

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Member Since: 19/11/2006
Band Website: http://staticchain.com/unfinished[script
Band Members: Emma ...- writing, guitar, vocals, laying down tracks))))))))))))m)e)e)e)e))e)e)))e))
Influences: Everything
Sounds Like: • gRACE sLICK • sONIC yOUTH • tORI aMOS • bOB dYLAN • jANIS jOPLIN ~ cOURTNEY lOVE ~something, something, something, NOTHING!
Type of Label: Major

My Blog

Grief

..............Just as I started boiling the pasta tonight, the sadness began to set in. Like a warm familiar blanket. My mother told me this morning. I looked into her eyes and I opened my arms to her...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 00:34:00 GMT

this ones at least a year old now...

Heart break beats muscles bloodvessels flood downdrown me down these bubble sudsdrunken thuds my head on the tubour diligent decadence dims my sensesfloating here you ring my earfloating here you ring...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 17:52:00 GMT

Falling Out of Love

like falling from grace we fall from eachothers arms,and as from eachothers arms, from eachothers hearts; the empty space between us becomes miles. the silence is thicker than I ever knew it could be....
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 15:32:00 GMT

Its a story

A man once wrote a poem. It was the only poem he ever wrote.   Beneath this poem was himself:   "Hilltops crumble christening the sinking feeling drowning me and empty stars stare down a...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 11:01:00 GMT

Whitewater

Dispassionate eyes we lay on each other Desirous liers we make of each other On fire this life cannot be smothered So living becomes two sides of a river Violently crashing the whitewater sweeps Away ...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 21:04:00 GMT

Stare

What are you thinking with those eyes? I forgot how to read between the lines I got so in the practice of spelling it out I got so in the practice of self-centered self-doubt Between the lights and th...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 20:54:00 GMT

Fruedian slips

There was a song in my head As there usually is I was tapping my hand on my leg Then I batted my eyes There was dust in my eyes That's not what I mean, it's not how it seems   So maybe its good ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 18:04:00 GMT

...

I know I have something better to say, It must be written down somewhere else...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:48:00 GMT

apathy, what else?

I want to whisper in your ear, Place your hand on the small of my back, don't let goLet yourself wander, caress my soulLook into my eyes there's fire insideI'm tired of the sideways, backwards glances...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:44:00 GMT

hindsight

sometimes you have to write like shit to write well.
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:42:00 GMT