If you attend a festival, there is a good chance that a band will surprise you. At BottleRock in Napa, California, we exited with an appreciation for the skills of Yoke Lore, which is the project of Adrian Galvin. With banjo and drummer Aaron Hamel, he generated an energy as one of the first bands at the festival. The below embedded video of Yoke Lore covering a Savage Garden single doesn’t properly represent the rousing performance, but it’s the only BottleRock video we found (thank you to Roman Gokhman).
Yoke Lore is based in Brooklyn, New York. Adrian Galvin is an early member of Walk the Moon.
“Safe and Sound” by Yoke Lore
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Lyrics of “Safe and Sound” by Yoke Lore
Your eyes burn like a torch in the winter
This fire won’t die tonight
All the days of the danger, believer
You’re my safe and sound
You’re my safe and sound
Sunrise by your side
We’ll find our own heights
Waking up in dark clouds
It’s a shakedown
Believe that all my love
And all my blood keep me up
I’m singing for my age
Cause I’m believing in the change
Sometimes on the warm days
My eyes blaze
I won’t let you down today
I’ll give you all the stars in the backyard
I’ll be your safe and sound
I’ll be your safe and sound
Sunrise by your side
We’ll find our own heights
Waking up in dark clouds
It’s a shakedown
Believe that all my love
And all my blood keep me up
I’m singing for my age
Cause I’m believing in the change
Lyrics of “Chin Up” by Yoke Lore
Your feelings they arrest you
The tragic, they will bless you
Don’t respect the past
Think the world’s unsafe
And think that you gotta act
Like you’re at peace with all of the facts
But I know that there’s much more to you than that
I know that there’s much more to you than that
I wish that you were happy in your skin
I wish that I could show you where the center is
But I believe the sleights are in your head
'Cause I will love you long after I’m dead
Chin up, chin up, chin up [Repeated 4x]
You’re reeling, then he wrecks you
Thrown out like the refuse
Bleach your hair, live in the sun
Make believe you’re just like everyone
A little man with a big gun
A little man with a big gun
I wish that you were happy in your skin
I wish that I could show you where the center is
I believe the sleights are in your head
'Cause I will love you long after I’m dead
Chin up, chin up, chin up [Repeated 8x]
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