The Wind Whistles
Tom and Liza are the Wind Whistles and they live together in the suburbs of… Read Full Bio ↴Tom and Liza are the Wind Whistles and they live together in the suburbs of Vancouver, Canada. As an indie folk duo they both sing and both play acoustic instruments (guitar,bass). Sometimes they play alone and sometimes they bring friends, more times not. They think they sound like a cross of Lemonheads and Violent Femmes while people tell them they sound like a cross of the Decemberists and the Moldy Peaches. Beginning in the spring of 2006, they've done the usual artist thing: demo, radio, festivals, tours, friends and lots and lots of shows. They have just released their first full length "window sills" and are going to spread it around as much as they can. In May they're quitting their jobs and heading across Canada with the Greenbelt Collective, then alone to Europe in June, July, August, and then back across North America in September and October starting on the East Coast. Annually the Wind Whistles organize the celebrated local Beanstalk Folk Festival; a festival in which the 'Folk' is a loose term for some of their favourite artists that aren't rock or too loud. The Wind Whistles are notorious do-it-yourselfers and love to meet generous and creative people that make beautiful things happen.
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The Wind Whistles Lyrics
Ballad of a Jailbreak Wedding My good friend is a half-breed, a mut all jokes…
Coming Back Coming back is a sad, sad thing And the world feels…
Communication's Dead I've made a thousand calls today, no one's calling me…
Devil's Cauldron As I pass through these hills, blowing over me a…
Gold Fever Mark the devil by a stone, and the rock be…
Good Friends Won't Rip You Off I'm taking some time now every day to walk around…
Man By Name Of Denver Two hooves upon the plain, two hooves down in the…
River I'm taking a ride down the river To forget the troubles…
Somedays The world was supposed the end last century I'm still playi…
When I Was Old... When I was old, in elementary school, on my way…
Where does the Garbage go? Friends, we've put it off, you know it's time We've got…