Ariela Jacobs has a voice that will touch your heart and then swallow it whole. The Melbourne based artist broke into the music scene with the independent release of her debut EP ‘This’ in 2014, recorded and produced by Simon Paul (Lanie Lane, Vance Joy). Ariela Jacobs’ debut EP release saw national radio play across Australia (triple j, FBi), while her single ‘The Sound’ debuted on tastemaker blog Indie Shuffle and clocked over 100,000 plays on SoundCloud. The online adoration for Ariela’s music has lead to exciting opportunities, including landing a spot in iTunes USA’s ‘New and Noteworthy’ section.
In the early stages of her career, Ariela has shared the stage with the likes of renowned Australian artists such as Ella Hooper, Ngaiire, Dustin Tebbutt and Patrick James. Ariela’s sophomore EP ‘Yesteryear’ is due for release in 2016, recorded at Sing Sing South in Melbourne with producer Jono Steer (Hiatus Kaiyote, Ainslie Wills, Ben Abraham). The clean and spacious production and subtle instrumentation showcases Ariela’s unique and impressive vocal range.
Jacobs eloquently captures the intimacy of relationships in the ‘Yesteryear’ EP, covering themes of heartache, longing for love, reflection and memories. Ariela charms listeners with her occasional tongue in cheek lyric and clever metaphors that are intertwined throughout ‘Yesteryear’. The 6-track EP showcases Ariela’s depth as a musician and storyteller, with a sense of folk/pop familiarity that feels like home.
Ariela Jacobs: Lost (Official Video)
Ariela Jacobs: Lost Lyrics:
I’ll detach the seems of broken tales, miseries and guilty dreams,
Empty these pockets of remorse, so I can stop.
If remorse means that i’m vulnerable
From all the things I thought i could handle,
I’ll use those stones to build a forte
To sail off, for I can’t stop.
Going off like a cannon
It’s breaking my back, turning red.
These souvenirs of self-destruct
Are burning up in my head.
I can’t wait to be alone with you.
I can’t wait to be alone with you.
Everywhere I go, it’s hurting me know,
It’s not the right thing to do.
Prepare a cup of coffee
For another night of sleepless times,
So I can blame the caffeine,
For giving me time to think.
A toast to you for being so high above it all,
Your sombre tune, your woeful air,
I’ve given in so I can’t care.
Going off like a cannon
It’s breaking my back, turning red.
These souvenirs of self-destruct
Are burning up in my head.
I can’t wait to be alone with you.
I can’t wait to be alone with you.
Everywhere I go, it’s hurting me know,
It’s not the right thing to do.
It’s not the right thing to do…
It’s not the right thing to do. It’s not the right thing to do…
It’s not the right thing to do.