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LINDSAY WHITE

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Attention Sisters! I Need Your Help!

2/21/2017

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SISTERS WHO LOVE THEIR SISTERS! BE IN MY MUSIC VIDEO! 

The first single off my new record is a tribute to my sister Haley called Surrogate. I wrote it last year, but the song has taken on an even deeper meaning since we recently lost our mother. Haley has always been my sister/mother hybrid but now the role is hers and hers alone.

For the music video, I need your help! I'm seeking a bunch of footage of sisters. You know, just doing sister stuff.

Here's how to play:
1. Find or create a video of sisters being sisters. 5-20 seconds should do. Sorry, no pictures. We need video!

2. Horizontal/Wide footage is preferred. (Just turn your phone when recording)

3. Youtube links also okay as long as you are the owner! 

4. Send via gmail/dropbox/pigeon to [email protected]. This means you're giving me permission.

Deadline: Friday, March 3rd! 

PLEASE SHARE/SPREAD THE WORD! 

*No offense to my brothers or only-child peeps, but I'd like this particular song to feature sisters only since the main thread is my relationship with my sis. 
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Behind the Song... Lights Out

2/21/2017

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Now that my mom is gone, I'm struggling with reconciling our estranged relationship all over again. In her last 6 months or so, I truly accepted the fact we were never going to be close as we both hoped. Since she died, I think I have to process the same thing, only this time I have to accept that we will never be physically close again. It's a whole new ballgame where I don't feel entitled to my own grief, like I don't deserve to miss her as much as I do. She had a very tough life and scrapped her way through it with such strength and fearlessness and conviction in her faith. It was such an incredible armor for her but it was also the barrier between us. I'll save the rest for therapy but here are the lyrics.
Lyrics:
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1. Her life was a boxing ring
She never took off
Her gloves 
She never stopped swinging
Not even for love
CHORUS
From the very first round
To the very last bout
She boxed her way in
She boxed her way out
I never got too close
I never knew how
Everything’s different
With the lights out
2. Her faith was a lonely home
She never took off
From that place
She never looked out the window
Not even to see my face
CHORUS
From the very first brick
To the very last grout
She boxed her way in
She boxed her way out
I never got too close
I never knew how
Everything's different
With the lights out
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Behind the Song... Well Enough Alone

2/1/2017

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This song arose out of a conversation that took place between some of my coworkers after the Womens March. One male colleague was explaining to another female colleague that the march was about "women's rights." Another woman colleague scoffed and said "yeah, that we already have." My blood boiled. These are the women who voted for Trump, and I. DON'T. FREAKING. GET. IT. I started thinking about all the ways people's complacency and complicity holds our society back from true progress. I thought about how my own complacency can negatively affect future generations. I thought about those who write off marches/protests as silly past-times of the entitled or unemployed, and I wonder why there is such a strong resistance to those who gather in peace with the common goal of a more peaceful world. I thought about all these things, then I wrote this song. 
Lyrics:
​1. so you're not speaking 

you don't like the way your voice quakes
but you're teaching your children
with every sound that you don't make

so you're not marching
you don't like it when your feet ache 
but your children are watching
every step that you don't take

CHORUS
it's not good enough to leave well enough alone
they got weapons of war, we got pens, shoes, and microphones
do you love enough to not leave well enough alone?

2. so you're not giving
you don't really have a dime to spare
but your children are invested
in a future that you won't share

so you're not searching
you'd rather play your trump card
but your children are hurting
with every fact that you disregard

CHORUS
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