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Subtle Atmospheres

by Moses Rubin

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STEPPIN’ STONES I’ve been alone for all this lifetime Now, that I just trust on her She’s gone before the music started Still there were great things to share The echoes shined through dust and ashes Night has never been so fair You want to cry through walls and suffer Pretend that you don’t even care She don’t care ‘bout time She don’t care ‘bout change She don’t care ‘bout making some new friends Leaving steppin’ stones behind She is never gone, she’s always smiling Time has never been so cruel Her spring time whims fell from the corners To the centre of my room And what she turned to be Was nothing more than just perceptions Of a dream That’s been frustrated by the causes I’ve been previously advised She don’t care ‘bout time She don’t care ‘bout change She don’t care ‘bout making some new friends Leaving steppin’ stones behind
Friday 02:36
FRIDAY Friday is finally here Bringing its subtle atmosphere Surrounds you, soon you’ll start to see Wishes soaring sunset While the horizon looks quite clear Rhythm at its peak Footsteps grabbing miles, grey cobblestones beneath Crumbling skies of rose smoke Left there by the ladies As the evidence of warm Evening has made her vision neat Amber lights around suggest your getaway from here Elude your worries; chase it all Morning is far now And jazz will bring you dawn Get lost and dream Close your eyes Forget clock’s scorn While the night’s reborn Delve into Friday night once more
HALFWAY THROUGH Once you let me in Then you pulled me out Many usual things did happen Love was loosing ground I gently waited You rudely spoke Then you filled my hand There you knocked me down Wasn’t really hard to notice That you’d lost your crown And springtime melted Behind your veil I did try to work it out What about… What about you? Would you tell me something else? Something that’s preferably true I’ve now paved my way ‘Cross lavender fields May appear simplistic But Marianne knows how I feel And I’ve found shelter Within her breast We’re always on the road Tesco’s meal in hand Rarely playing within the boundaries Of our changing plans With miles behind us And days ahead I’ve been trying to figure out If what I’ve found has something from you But I won’t get stuck this time I won’t resign halfway through
The Rain 06:02
THE RAIN I did choose and nearly loose But I rather changed my hue To the drenching grey skies and the puddle zoo Such a northern point of view With the rain Days were gone behind a bar Always someone bossing around Often watching ladies as they sipped their wine While I felt like nothing there was mine But the rain Loosing time and loosing touch Expectations, frozen bows People asking questions ‘bout a changing smell While the freedom potion kindly fell It's the rain The rain, yeah The rain Nothing changes, nothing lasts Such a parenthetical past Often jumping fences, never yielding at Some offences that may be washed By the rain The rain, yeah The rain
SHINY COLOURED WAISTCOAT I can’t remember how I sat down in that room Of multicolour shining The night was open wide You scrawled upstairs And waited for me there, smiling The helicopter sounded And so your wooden floor Outside our bench being pounded At home Marine Corps landed Inside your velvet bed The country singer glances I’ve never been so sure I didn’t find it real ‘Cause everywhere I looked I couldn’t find my fears Your familiar face So many yearning’s fate Your shinning coloured waistcoat Enlighten streets ‘round here Don’t mind you’re arriving late My only aim is to deserve you I’ve grown and so I’ve learnt We couldn’t stop our time It’s hard and so I choose to be here by your side And now I’m sitting here You might not see me now But I’m so close behind you For every time I’ll be Despite you’re miles away It would be so hard without you We've been away from home We've been away so far We've been away before the road starts
Surreal Deal 02:39
SURREAL DEAL Flashing down the highway Where I’m sure you’ve never been Passing your supporters In their floats and limousines Following your footsteps in the opposite way Rushing so the wind ruffles my soul Facing your chameleon-like dress Which tends infinite Untouchable amber topaz The corsairs can’t resist They step the starving tapestry that surrounds your wilderness While escaping from the dinosaur at dawn Creeping down the alley Proletarian side of town Some kind of Art Garfunkel At the bathroom with his frown Gatsby’s apparition at the hall, roses in the hand Inappropriate questions pricking soft
Look Back 03:06
LOOK BACK Look back, many thing have changed over the years You fell kinda strange as if you were not here Look back, you don’t even know what she’s thinking You don’t even know what she needs You’ve found someone and you really need protection She stands pretty taking care of your street She knows every little moment what you’re thinking She knows how to stay just by your feet Look back, things can go around and move in circles At last, only what’s important does remain
D Woman 02:08
D WOMAN D woman never understands And so she’ll never hold your hand D woman is everything she wants to be D woman has to much to say And there she has a place to play For her is to much so hard to stay D woman is leaving by the door She wont need you anymore D woman never leaves the floor You’ll find her letters at the gate She’ll have you waiting there till late There are no more photographs to take She wrote my story, played my show She told me everything I know But you wont see me anymore around her


"Subtle Atmospheres" podría definirse como un "estreno culminante" o, en su defecto, como el "punto final de un comienzo". Así, este LP, además de ser el primer "largo" de Moses Rubin, viene a ser la culminación de un proceso que ha consistido en meses de planificación, duro trabajo, mucha actividad y quebraderos de cabeza. No exentos, eso sí, de la ilusión que me ha acompañado durante el primer año de andadura de este proyecto, desde que este naciera durante mi retiro en Leeds, al norte de Inglaterra.

Este disco lo componen ocho atmósferas sutiles de lo que me gusta calificar como "pop clásico", que no vienen a ser otra cosa que la historia de mi vida reciente. Algo que, para un todavía veinteañero como yo, supongo que es muy significativo. De esta forma, todo cuanto podréis escuchar aquí es una suerte de síntesis de lo que me ha ocurrido desde que la melodía de "D Woman" se colará en mi cabeza una gélida tarde de Noviembre de 2008 con apenas 17 años hasta que finalicé "Friday" en una vieja libreta, tras comenzar a escribirla en Leeds hace tan solo unos meses. Se trata de una selección hecha con mimo y desde la distancia, madurada al son de la experiencia de todos estos años.

No obstante, este LP no hubiera sido posible sin un sinfín de personas que han creído en mi y en lo que hago tanto o más que yo, como mi queridísima Cecilia, mi familia, mis mecenas en Verkami o los productores, músicos y amigos que se han implicado para que esto saliese adelante.

ENGLISH: "Subtle Atmospheres" could be defined as a "culminating premiere" or otherwise as "the final point of a beginning". Thus, this LP is not only the first Moses Rubin's record but also the zenith of a process that has taken months of planning, hardwork, lots of activity, and headaches. However, not without the eagerness that has accompanied me through the first year of this project, since it was born in Leeds, in the north of England.

This record is made up of eight "subtle atmospheres, which can be classified as "classic pop" and that are no other thing but the history of my recent life, which, I guess is significative as long as I am in my twenties. That said, all you can listen here is nothing but a sort of synthesis of what has happened to me since D Woman's melody came to my head on a cold November evening in 2008, when I was 17 years old, and until I finished Friday on an old notebook after having started it some months ago in Leeds. It is a compilation made with care and from the distance, matured to the sound of my experience through all these years.

Nevertheless, this LP would have never been possible without those that have believed in me and in what I do more or as much as I do such as my beloved Cecilia, my family, my patrons in Verkami or the producers, friends and musicians that have been involved in this project to make it real.


released October 20, 2016

Songs written by Moses Rubin
Produced by Ramiro Nieto and Martí Perarnau
Mastering by Studio Schoenrock
Recorded at Estudios Reno and el Invernadero between February and March 2016

Moses Rubin: Electric guitar, acoustic guitar, lead vocals, baking vocals, magic harp
David Velasco: Electric guitar, acoustic guitar, backing vocals
Rodrigo García: Bass
Lete G. Moreno: Drums
Sergio Valdehíta: Piano, Rhodes and Hammond
Ramiro Nieto: Percussion and backing vocals
Martí Perarnau: Mellotron on "Steppin' Stones"
Germán Salto: Backing vocals on "Friday"


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Moses Rubin is born from the northern winds that have brought me back to my homeland carrying a rucksack full of songs, experiences, eagerness and the necessity of going it alone in what is my first adventure as a solo artist.

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