The Organ Beats – Sleep When We Are Dead – Music Video

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From
the time they could sound out notes and move their fingers, Danny and
Noelle, an ambitious sibling duo, began crafting music in basements and
attics with the hometown heroes of Waltham, Massachusetts. With his
second-hand drum set, Danny began his descent into the world of Boston
hardcore, playing with several local bands while Noelle spent the next
several years recording pop songs in her neighbor’s home recording
studio.

Those pop songs would eventually generate the mildly successful
record, “From the Attic”, launching the career of a successful
Waltham-based band called Damone. With the album’s success, Damone
began touring throughout the U.S. and Asia with the shy, inimitable
16-year-old Noelle as front women, and her 18-year-old brother Danny as
tour manager. Within the year, Danny had returned home to attend
college, leaving Noelle to promote Damone’s blossoming popularity and a
successful second album.

After a blissful 9-year journey of dissonance, misfortune, and
evolution, Damone ended their relationship, liberating Noelle on an
enlightening journey deep into the woods of Vermont to find her soul
and purpose. She returned home with a broadened perspective of life:
“Humanity will inevitably destroy itself and cockroaches will reign
with blazing pincers, so why the fuck are we wasting any time?!”

Back under the city lights, on a night of swinging and dancing in
the midst of the chaotic scene, beer and whiskey flung high across the
night sky and music pierced the air with a sense of childish freedom.
Reconvening in the attic of their childhood home with their friend
Sean, a virtuoso renowned for his artistic creativity, Danny and
Noelle, brought to life an eclectic collection of acoustic songs that
Noelle had written over the past few years. The trio began
collaborating musically, introducing her organic, whimsical melodies to
the percussive and gritty fervor that would become the blue print for
The Organ Beats.

Emerging onto the Boston rock scene, the three-piece encountered a
Texan named Mikey. Destined to fill the rhythmic void and complete the
band’s evolution, his fiery rhythms and elegant melodies encapsulated a
natural musical ability that would fuse the deep silence that had
remained.

In mind’s eye a spotlight had affixed on the four of them. There
were no questions. There was no doubt. There was only the time for them
to begin their musical feat that had been awaiting them from the very
beginning.

Thus the quest begins. The Organ Beats have arrived.

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