Catching Cairo
Silent road : the future past
Searching out a name you know : battery low : fighting off sleep on the night bus home: 1% : the music a lifeline, till the headphones go…
Only time that you’re truly alone.
First love, sweet infatuation, the only truth in the universe; fighting its beauty all the way to the brink, and beyond.
Discovering new layers of oneself from the fallout, layering back up through the words in the songs.
Give a fuck about what any of you lot think. I’ll try my luck.
Complex feelings sourced from simpler times, Cairo’s lyrics hooking onto memories like déjà vu, while dripping in bass, flowing with feeling and sounding like summer; sweet and sacred memories, dreams in reverse, second to none.
AM 90s beaten to shreds, slicked hair fuzzzy AF, mascara all sweated out : still smelling good, beaming with zero funds : zero credit : and never TOO MANY regrets.
RICH AND RIPE FEELINGS OF LOVE.
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Deeply emotive like letters from home, Catching Cairo’s music feels familiar; her lyrics tapping into hyper-intimate moments in time, resulting in universal offerings on life, love, loss and more, with an expert and ever-expanding use of melodies and harmonies further heightening the messaging and mood.
With her formative years running around North London (and beyond) as a dedicated raver acting as inspirational terrain, Cairo articulating the highs and lows of living her best life (when the nights never end, and the universe is infinite and full, and love sugar coats the sky, and no-one controls your destiny but you, and freedom feels palpable at every single turn) her music speaks to the purest parts of the human condition. Complex feelings sourced from simpler times, her lyrics hooking onto memories like déjà vu, while dripping in bass, flowing with feeling and sounding like summer.
As writing for her debut EP gathers pace, and as an opportunity to extend the aforementioned discography of singles into the wider conversations that an extended player offers up, Catching Cairo’s quest for escapism continues to bloom; distilling present and past, song-on-song, with anthemic results in the lyrics she writes.
As CC explains…
“I find myself writing things that I would never be able to say out loud to someone in real life. My songs are a passage to my innermost thoughts and with each song I find I am able to get more of them out…”