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2021 · albüm
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2021 · single
Made To Love
2021 · single
Just One Kiss
2021 · single
Becoming
2020 · single
11 Past The Hour
2020 · single
Slip Of The Tongue
2020 · single
Stay
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Becoming
2020 · single
GBH
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Home
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Life Love Flesh Blood
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Tribal
2014 · albüm
Tribal (Deluxe)
2014 · albüm
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2012 · albüm
Inside Out
2010 · single
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2010 · albüm
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2010 · single
No Turning Back
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“Twas 11 past the hour/darkness in the air/lay down on wildflowers/the moonlight didn’t care/give me your heart/I’ll hold it with mine/so you can feel free my love/free for a while” With a tale-telling flourish, against a musical backdrop recalling the romance noir of a lost David Lynch soundtrack, her voice seeming to reach down into your very heart, Imelda May opens her new album with characteristic poetic vividness. This is 11 Past The Hour, the title track to the Dublin-born singer, songwriter, poet and producer’s sixth record. It’s the curtain-raising sound of an artist diving deep into her true self, her Irish roots, her love of storytelling. It’s a woman singing from her soul like her life, and that of her lover, depended on it. “Dance with me darlin’/dance with me darlin’/forget the world/I’ll hold you in my arms as we twirl around.” In the wake of a year when everyone has been isolated and atomised, such sentiments of intense connectivity feel nuclear-powered. Here, then, comes the music of Imelda May to pull us out, embrace us, save us.