Written and released by Tuci.released on Bandcamp and Soundcloud. Cover art Photography by Shelley Nutbrown. lyrics Here we are, sitting round the table, all i know's it's harder every year. All i've seen and done, and all i'm able, all that i got left's my fathers tears. My mouth runs dry this deserts getting larger, as it closes in i can't close my eyes this. The hills are calling climb away much harder, as you pose your threat i reach my precipice. Read more on Last.fm.

1983 Born in Portsmouth England, Tuci's father being from Chile a staunch leftist and his mother from England, he began life with a mix of cultures and musical genres spanning thousands of miles crossing cultural territories. He began his musical life young eventually turning to vocals and guitar as the backbone of his acoustic led gruff vocal sound. One of his side projects, Porcelaincoins. Had come to a hiatus and Tuci decided to branch out on his own for a while and started to do what he does best, Mix it up!. You can hear everything from latino influences to pop folk rock electro, you look and you just might find it. And due to being a massive wobbly lefty himself, most of it is freely available. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.