An English Breeze by Red Deer Sleeping

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Check out the trumpets on this song and drift across the clouds with Undergrowth Collectives Red Deer Sleeping.

As Red Deer Sleeping describe it: 

In November we released our ‘Autumn' EP and made some films which were posted the following week to all of you who came to the EP launch. Thanks again for your support. These films are now available for everyone to watch on our Vimeo page here. For those who missed the EP launch we hope you enjoy the films. Here is the first track, ‘An English Breeze’.  

Happy New Year! x o x 

 

UP with the sun, the breeze arose,
Across the talking corn she goes,
And smooth she rustles far and wide
Through all the voiceful countryside.

Through all the land her tale she tells;
She spins, she tosses, she compels
The kites, the clouds, the windmill sails
And all the trees in all the dales.

(From the poem 'An English Breeze' by Robert Louis Stevenson) 

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