2017 release from the London-based singer/songwriter. Twelve months ago, Bruno Major set himself the lofty task of writing, recording and releasing a song every month for a year, A Song For Every Moon is a collections of those songs. The culmination of a year's hard work, it stands as a soulful testament to Bruno's promise, and to his ability as a songwriter. An exquisite package of stripped-back R&B and folk, it drifts slowly from mood to mood like pages in a diary: There's blissed-out romance ("Wouldn't Mean a Thing"), wistful melancholy ("Places We Won't Walk"), and, in the end, some clarity ("On Our Own"). "I know the world is a beautiful place/But we're on our own," he sings on the existential final cut. "We're on our own."

2017 release from the London-based singer/songwriter. Twelve months ago, Bruno Major set himself the lofty task of writing, recording and releasing a song every month for a year, A Song For Every Moon is a collections of those songs. The culmination of a year's hard work, it stands as a soulful testament to Bruno's promise, and to his ability as a songwriter. An exquisite package of stripped-back R&B and folk, it drifts slowly from mood to mood like pages in a diary: There's blissed-out romance ("Wouldn't Mean a Thing"), wistful melancholy ("Places We Won't Walk"), and, in the end, some clarity ("On Our Own"). "I know the world is a beautiful place/But we're on our own," he sings on the existential final cut. "We're on our own."

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A Song For Every Moon

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Format: CD
Label: JULY RECORDS
Rel. Date: 11/17/2017
UPC: 5056167102700

A Song For Every Moon
Artist: Bruno Major
Format: CD
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2017 release from the London-based singer/songwriter. Twelve months ago, Bruno Major set himself the lofty task of writing, recording and releasing a song every month for a year, A Song For Every Moon is a collections of those songs. The culmination of a year's hard work, it stands as a soulful testament to Bruno's promise, and to his ability as a songwriter. An exquisite package of stripped-back R&B and folk, it drifts slowly from mood to mood like pages in a diary: There's blissed-out romance ("Wouldn't Mean a Thing"), wistful melancholy ("Places We Won't Walk"), and, in the end, some clarity ("On Our Own"). "I know the world is a beautiful place/But we're on our own," he sings on the existential final cut. "We're on our own."