SEEKINGAccordion, Acoustic Guitar, Background Singer, Bagpipes, Banjo, Cello, Clarinet, DJ, Dobro, Drums, Electronic Music, Fiddle, Flute, Harmonica, Harp, Keyboard, Mandolin, Other, Other Percussion, Piano, Rhythm Guitar, Saxophone, Steel guitar, Trombone, Trumpet, Ukulele, Upright bass, Violin, Vocalist, Vocalist - Alto, Vocalist - Baritone, Vocalist - Bass, Vocalist - Soprano, Vocalist - Tenor.
Alternative Indie Rock Band (Wynwood)
Fox Gloves is looking for a Lead Guitarist and Bassist
We have originals written and in the process of tracking our Demos, we will be playing live as a 2 piece (Drums, Guitar/Vox) until we get our line-up set. The recordings we have right now are not final cuts they're just to give you an idea of the music we write.
We'd love to hear what you'd bring to the table, if you like our sound message us!
- Screen name:
- Member since:
- Jul 30 2019
- Active within 1 month
- Level of commitment:
- Very Committed
- Years playing music:
- Gigs played:
- Under 10
- Tend to practice:
- More than 3 times per week
- Available to gig:
- 2-3 nights a week
- Most available:
90's alternative british rock, mid-west emo, post rock, indie garage rock, post hardcore etc. are our main influences.
- Rhythm Guitar:
- Acoustic Guitar:
Fender supersonic 212 100watt all tube combo
Fender offset Mustang, Fender Jaguar
Blues Junior Tweed
Fender passport PA system 300 watt
Ludwig Classic series drumset
Geddy Lee Jazz Bass
Numerous guitars and pedals
Home studio Recording equipment/computers
The list goes on but we have the basics covered.
Melt DEMOInside an old tree There lives a part of you that don’t breathe. You weren’t born free. A trail of ash gone with a cold breeze. And there’s a blue moon Too far from stars and longing for you Turning tides when all your insides Want to spill and to be swept. You ring the bells inside my head I don’t care when, I don’t care why. They shake the walls, your paintings fall Out from the sky. Were somewhere else, a place and time beyond our breath, beyond our minds. We talk it out ,we make it work, it’s all a lie.. You’re left with one hand Sticking out from under quicksand. Grasping old straws With hopes that they could pull you up some. There’s always someone Inside your head while you come undone. It’s like you’ve never seen the sunrise And known it’s wasn’t meant to stay..
Runaways DEMOSo hold me close or just cut my rope. I got somewhere I need to be.. Somewhere.. Had enough of hope, bleeding from my nose. I got somewhere I need to be.. Somewhere.. Cause I don't know if I could grow.. So I got somewhere I need to be. Holding up the weight of a star. Shaking from the ice in my arms. Trailing the fire that I breathe. Will no one dare catch me? Karma clips my wings as they grow. Shoulders waving feathers and blood. Thunder that stirs inside me. I move a roaring sea..