His live performances saw him support the likes of American Music Club, John Prine, Turin Brakes and rising newcomers Joanna Newsom and Willy Mason. Turin Brakes' Olly Knights has said that Regan's "ability to paint weighty and sublime imagery with words is untouchable and very rare, yet it's combined with a sweet charm that renders all cynicism impotent."
Regan is known to have taken a DIY approach to recording sessions, using analogue equipment and recording in houses, a shed and a barn to try and capture a live sound. In February 2010, Regan released his sophomore effort, the more rock-influenced The Shadow Of An Empire.
Fionn's third studio album 100 Acres of Sycamore was released in August, 2011, to a generally positive response. A lot of reviewers point out a return in terms of themes and style to his debut, with many comparing the tone and use of strings to Nick Drake.
The title track of the album, can be downloaded for free at the website.
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NOAH
Fionn Regan Lyrics
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There's nobody out there and nobody getting in
I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house
?Cause while you were sleeping
I, I played a ghost in a sheet
When our frames collide
There's nothing left to be
There's nobody out there, the rain is just starting to pour
You get so much there you weary yourself thin
I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house
?Cause while you were sleeping
I, I played a ghost in a sheet
When our frames collide
There's nothing left to be
The skeletal wings of birds, I'll take the stairs
The ghosts of tiny animals with the tiniest of feet
The forecast is going down a storm, a storm
The lyrics to Fionn Regan's song "Noah" offer a sense of isolation and loneliness. The opening lines, "There's nobody out there, it's just the noise of the wind / There's nobody out there and nobody getting in," convey a feeling of being cut off from the rest of the world. The second stanza, "You get so much there you weary yourself thin / I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house," suggests that the singer is struggling to find fulfillment despite having everything they need.
The refrain, "Cause while you were sleeping / I, I played a ghost in a sheet / When our frames collide / There's nothing left to be," adds a layer of mystery and intrigue to the song's lyrics. The image of a ghost in a sheet is often associated with Halloween and hauntings, but here it seems to represent something more metaphorical. When the two frames collide, there is a sense that all of the pretenses and external trappings of life fall away, leaving nothing but the essence of the human spirit.
Overall, "Noah" is a song about the struggle for meaning and purpose in a world that can often feel cold and empty. The imagery of the wind, rain, and ghosts all contribute to a sense of eerie melancholy, while the refrain offers a glimmer of hope that something more profound lies beneath the surface of things.
Line by Line Meaning
There's nobody out there, it's just the noise of the wind
There is no one outside, the only sound is that of the wind.
There's nobody out there and nobody getting in
There is no one out there, and nobody is trying to come inside.
I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house
I wish happiness would come to your home.
?Cause while you were sleeping
Because when you were asleep,
I, I played a ghost in a sheet
I pretended to be a ghost wrapped in a sheet.
When our frames collide
When we touch each other.
There's nothing left to be
There is nothing else to do or say.
There's nobody out there, the rain is just starting to pour
There is nobody outside, but it is just starting to rain.
You get so much there you weary yourself thin
You become tired by trying to accumulate so much.
I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house
I wish happiness would come to your home.
?Cause while you were sleeping
Because when you were asleep,
I, I played a ghost in a sheet
I pretended to be a ghost wrapped in a sheet.
When our frames collide
When we touch each other.
There's nothing left to be
There is nothing else to do or say.
The skeletal wings of birds, I'll take the stairs
I would rather climb the stairs than rely on birds with bony wings.
The ghosts of tiny animals with the tiniest of feet
The spirits of small animals with tiny feet.
The forecast is going down a storm, a storm
A big storm is predicted to come.
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Written by: FIONN REGAN
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