Snow Falls Up - Single

by PINN PANELLE

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I'm directing this to anyone I've been close with, my family, to my good friends, and to people who gave me and still give me support in big and small ways. I'm inviting people by hand, who've hung out with me, who were always so nice as to say hi to me in hallways, and who said what they thought were only measly compliments that ended up meaning a lot in the end. All of this is the kind of support I hope to God I never take for... granted. I've been wondering lately if people like all of you really knew how much you're appreciated by me. For some of the people I'm addressing, it's been such a long time since we've been in contact, but I still feel like I need to say thank you. Since moving away from Illinois, I spent years trying to understand the reason behind things; especially music, and who I am. I eventually found out that being able to hear a musical idea is an incredible privilege. Something that would make me feel so guilty if I kept to myself. To share it and let people hear it is as real of a love as I can give. The music I've been writing for the past two years is the direct result of that mentality.

In order to pay you back, I want you guys to be among the first people to hear some of this music.

I cannot tell you how hard and how long my bandmates, my mixing engineer, other friends of mine, and I, have worked to have a finished product of any sort. I remember the constant all-nighter recording sessions, the times where it seemed like everything was going wrong, and the moments when I felt like a complete failure. Music takes time to write, and ours is no exception. With other obligations, the hardest thing for us to deal with was the frustrating feeling that the music could potentially not become a reality. But great things always happen sooner or later, and a recording of one of our songs finally being finished after months and months of hard work is enough for me to believe that. This is for all of you; thanks so much, and we'll try to put more stuff up soon!

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released February 28, 2010

Pinn Panelle is:
Justin Conway - Drums, Beats
Jonah Wei-Haas - Keyboards
Derek Song - Guitar, Vocals, Sound Design

This recording features:
Nick Suda - Bass
Adrian Trujillo - Audio Engineering, Editing, Shock Value
Sean Killary - Mixing, Production, Mastering

We also want to thank:
Nate Barsanti - artwork help
RJ Foley (rjdidit.com) and The Graphic Design Society at MassART (gdsmassart.tumblr.com) headed by Joe Blair - awesome.

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Digibeats, expansive sounds, epic strings, and snarling distorted synths + musicians-turned-electronic sound designers = Pinn Panelle. WEPLAYEPICMUSIC.

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Track Name: Snow Falls Up
I hate to be the one who had to break the news
But we don't have solid footing in a life with few places to stand
And now it's forced on us, that our compassion has a price
Have we strayed so far, can't we learn who we are, what we want, what's important?

We spend too much time counting (counting numbers)
We think our lives are oh so quantifiable
The love we pour is nothing more than
counting, when cups will be full.

Melting on the floor, don't you wish the snow could rise to where it came
Take it back to when we chose to love, without motives of gain

Under it all, there's no trick to pull
No strings attached, bringing good to the world is a common goal
But love's infinity, so corruptible
Would you let it fall?

We spend too much time counting
We think our lives are oh so quantifiable
We spend too much time lying
waiting, for cups to be full

Melting on the floor, don't you wish the snow could rise to where it came
Take it back to when we chose to love, without motives of gain