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Insides Out

by Kelly Sloan

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josepackelly Based on the singles from last year, this has been one of my most highly anticipated albums of 2023. It doesn't disappoint. The entire listening experience captures a moment in time filled with pure bliss. I hope a vinyl option comes. Favorite track: Strange Letters.
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1.
I wanna wake up for the morning sun I wanna wake up without anyone I wanna wake up, with nothing to get at Leaving the papers piled where they lay For another day. I wanna wake up in the morning light I wanna wake up on an empty mind I wanna wake up so glad to be here How can I wait until the leaves are green And the world has been around us both it seems In dream It’s the shadow of our lives It’s the shadow of our lives It’s the change beneath my eyes I wanna wake up There’s nothing to see here I wanna get out we used to walk home in the morning light ‘cause it felt alright At the time.
2.
Tangled 03:50
Tangled changer, what’s the game? Take me to the start You’ve gone all blue but that’s on you To sort your insides out. Table’s played, it’s getting late The answer comes to you But change is hard and that’s the part That you don’t want to do. Change is hard and that’s the part That you don’t want to do. Hold on, no one gets the feel on their first try Hold on, everything comes out when it’s time. Hold on, we got nothing going on anyway. Troubled teen, you’re getting mean It was all on you We called the cops but that’s your fault so Get your own self out. Kick and scream, your life’s a dream Just wait ‘til it gets hard Change your tune, it’s all on you To sort your insides out. Change is hard and that’s the part That we don’t want to. Hold on, no one gets the feel on their first try Hold on, everything comes out when it’s time. Hold on, we got nothing going on We got nothing going on. Change is hard and that’s the part that we don’t want to do Hold on, no one gets the feel on their first try Hold on, everything comes out when it’s time. Hold on, no one gets the feel on their first try Hold on, everything comes out when it’s time. It’s alright.
3.
I came out, like I was the one Like I was the answer, like I wasn’t lost But I’m stuck now in the same traffic With the same static, with all of the rest. There’s no worse way to go. And I came out like I was on fire And I burnt down, like burning a thread And it turns out, I’m one in a million One of the millions, who thinks they’re the one. There’s no worse way to go. There are some things to know. How did you want it to be? The questions always take it out of me. If it turns out that I can’t be with you Then it comes out, I was the one. We can shake it but from a distance. We can fake it, with all of the rest. There’s no worse way to go. There are some things to know. How did you want it to be? The questions always take it out of me. How did you want it to be?
4.
The Kiss 04:43
Love rising from the mists, Promise me this and only this, Holy breath touching me, like a wind song Sweet communion of a kiss Sun sifting through the grey Enter in, reach me with a ray Silently swooping down, just to show me How to give my heart away Once a crystal choir Appeared while I was sleeping And called my name And when they came down nearer Saying, dying is done, Then a new song was sung Until somewhere we breathed as one And still I hear their whisper Stars bursting in the sky Hear the sad nova's dying cry Shimmering memory, come and hold me While you show me how to fly Sun sifting through the grey Enter in, reach me with a ray Silently swooping down, just to show me How to give my heart away Lately sparkling hosts Come fill my dreams, descending On fiery beams I've seen 'em come clear down nearer Where our poor bodies lay, Soothe us gently and say, Gonna wipe all your tears away And still I hear their whisper Love, rising from the mists Promise me this and only this, Holy breath touching me, like a wind song Sweet communion of a kiss
5.
All in all, ya it was warm enough In a normal house, near a sun-caked lot Woke up in a strange way Things had gone far enough, then the line went soft, and the wheels came off Worn-out scenes, common themes again. A basic comedy Where we’re all warm enough And we’re hard enough now to not go soft Reaching overseas I think that it’s far enough Then the line got dropped And the wire got cut Worn-out scenes, common themes again. Heavy as the storm goes on Warm enough to get around Caught up in the days that come Hard to bend and not back down Reaching for the great beyond What’s done is done, it’s warm enough All in all, ya it was warm enough And we’re old enough now to not go back A decent end, finally found the open edge The first drawn sketch, now in older hands Worn-out scenes, common themes again. Worn-out scenes, common themes again. Worn-out scenes, common themes again.
6.
Strange letters keep coming to my door With words from a man, in the hand, of a girl he knew before Although they’re not mine, each line Is like a song I’ve heard before That played in a day when we weren’t so tall and tired The kid in a crib all tender meek and mild Before he went into the wild And then we grow old The things that go away Stay until we’re gone Strange sounds keep coming through the floor They sound like a voice through the phone From a life I used to know He spoke in a way, with a gaze That made me bare in what I wore That song that played when we acted unrehearsed Each line, intertwined with each thorn in every word And we felt it like a curse And then we grow old The things we can’t hold onto Were never really ours Strange letters keep coming to my door Don’t know who they’re for anymore ‘Cause the girl’s been gone so long She used to sing ‘bout a thing That she heard on the radio The part of the song that made her feel so alone The line that brought her back to the one she knew before When she opened up the door And then she grew old The things I threw away Are there until I’m gone
7.
Release me now I know what to do Take care of my things before you Unlock the door, I’m ready to run transfixed at first but only once, I’m only half undone I’ve got a Russian smile and comatose eyes but I mean well most of the time When I say nothing, what I’m trying to say is that I miss you most of the time Ya I miss you most of the time Step back a bit, you’re talking too close I know this part and where it goes So forget me now, I’m already gone We’re just talking to ourselves I said to myself I guess I’ve got a Russian smile and comatose eyes but I mean well most of the time When I say nothing, what I’m trying to say is that I miss you most of the time Ya I miss you most of the time How hard can it be to be with someone How strange can it be to see I’m only half undone I’ve got a Russian smile and comatose eyes but I mean well most of the time When I say nothing, what I’m trying to say is that I miss you most of the time Ya I’ve got a Russian smile and comatose eyes but I mean well most of the time When I say nothing, what I’m trying to say is that I missed you all of this time Ya I miss you all of the time Ya I miss you all of the time Ya I miss you all of the time
8.
May have waited too long to find the time May have gone at it wrong In the night shadows split in two Away from us May have waited too long to see the sun Should have charted it out But tonight I fall into the sea Could have taken the high road out Could have taken it in but tonight I fall into the hole To where we go
9.
Carnival 02:52
I can’t believe you came here I can’t believe it’s true I can’t believe that as time goes by It was never really you I can’t forget the morning Shadows on the wall Nothing seems to fade away Like the ribbon on your back door And I can’t understand When a child is born The wheel still takes its spin I can’t understand How it goes away And I still don’t know where I am And I can’t understand When the rain comes down And nothing even hurts at all Nothing changes over time So I’ll be singing of you.

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Insides Out is the latest album from Toronto-based singer, songwriter, and musician Kelly Sloan, presenting nine glistening tracks that pair classic piano-led pop songwriting with warm, enveloping atmospherics and tasteful playing from some of the city's finest musicians. The album was produced by Jeff McMurrich, a prolific collaborative force who has shepherded critically acclaimed albums by the likes of Jennifer Castle, U.S. Girls, and Owen Pallett.

Sonically, the album is a joy to behold, with a winning blend of intimacy, drifting atmospherics, and – when needed – warm, punchy instrumentation. Certain tracks are delivered perfectly with just the bedrock of Sloan's piano and voice, but other songs benefit from crucial contributions by other players drawn from the Toronto scene, including Matthew 'Doc' Dunn on vibraphone, cellist/vocalist Eliza Niemi, bassist Mike Smith (Eucalyptus), and drummer Kieran Adams (the Weather Station, Sarah Harmer). The drums and bass in particular help conjure some of that burnished '70s feel – heard to great effect on opening track “Warm Enough” – but Sloan's voice, obviously a formidable instrument itself, is treated to an array of tasteful effects and recording techniques that offer the songs a gossamer-like veneer and create a slight bit of remove from the first-person directness that one may associate with your average singer-songwriter album. “No Worse Way To Go” provides an aesthetic contrast to the majority of the piano-bass-drums format of the album, instead sounding like Kate Bush recorded in an intimate bedroom studio, with soft drum machine rhythms underpinning reverberating piano chords and washes of electronic sounds.

The lyrical threads weaving together the songs on the aptly titled Insides Out are largely introspective meditations, and although they sometimes begin in a darker place, Sloan says “I tend not to write depressing songs from start to finish. They generally seem to have an encouraging nudge, an uplifting hook, or at least a pleasant resignation.” As with the best pop music, these less-than-sunny sentiments are contrasted with warm, glowing musical surroundings, and as such the music on Insides Out definitely does not exist in a downcast light. To this end, Sloan recalls a chat with her cousin, who observed that “my songs don’t make people feel sad. They make people feel OK about their sadness.”

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released November 1, 2023

Mastered by Phillip Victor Bova at Bova Sound.

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