"Sonneteer" - Sea Glass & Loren Berí (Official Video)

Details
Title | "Sonneteer" - Sea Glass & Loren Berí (Official Video) |
Author | Sea Glass |
Duration | 3:02 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=k5nOmZMX4D4 |
Description
Directed by Sam Tabasi (www.samtabasi.com)
“Sonneteer” by Loren Berí and Sea Glass
Concept by Sam Tabasi
Director of Photography: Sam Tabasi
Production Assistants: Sarah Bolander, Sydney Starkweather
Editor: Sam Tabasi
Cast:
Loren Berí as ‘Arthur Whitby’
Itamar Shatz as ‘The Diver’
Stefanie Santana Bannister as ‘Reporter’
Noah Kuchlik as ‘Boy’
Paparazzi played by:
Natalie Ortiz
Amy Shamblen
Damhi Shaw
Sydney Starkweather
Kanishk Tekriwal
Uluç Ulgen
Produced by Tabasi Productions, Handwritten Records, Loren Berí
Loren Berí
IG: https://www.instagram.com/loren_beri/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3jCudzVI1clSNmXtqqKUw3?si=ed0O5hUXSUmEO12LoZiDsA
Sea Glass
IG: https://www.instagram.com/seaglassseaglass/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PvMAUXRI1D4NjpDrjBNRw?si=EPlsuTZlRI-FJQTMq03Q4Q
Lyrics:
We painted rings around our eyes
So now we’re paying for it
They stole your manuscript we meant to burn though they adore it
A story you once penned then swore you’d never lose again
In lieu of fickle friends who at the ending
Turned to fiction
In Sunday clothes
Phoning in the skit
Life is a band
You’d like to quit
Living in prose
For the glam and the grit
A page in your hand
A wink in your wit
I played a shaman on the roof
So now they’re running for it
Until you drink an ounce of truth
What you see
You’ll ignore it
In Sunday clothes
Phoning in the skit
Life is a band
You’d like to quit
Stuck in a verse and you can’t score
Dance in a thought of wanting more
Toast to yourself, ruin a play
Until next year becomes today
Run to a dream you’re waking from
A horror sings, a tempest strums
Toast to yourself, ruin a play
Until next year becomes today
Tomorrow sings you Sonneteer
And you’ll be ready for it
All of the dark you now call dear
And the good, fix what tore it
In Sunday clothes
Phoning in the skit
Life is a band
You’d like to quit
Living in prose
For the glam and the grit
A page in your hand
A wink in your wit
Living in prose
For the glam and the grit
A page in your hand
A wink in your wit