Rain EP

by Ethan McKenna

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Can This Even Be Called Music? Rain is, I believe, his best work yet. With only three songs, it seems like he took extra care of them and it feels more focused too, as an experience. Even though the styles change quite a lot – from the all-acoustic Lilongwe, to the bass-heavy Blantyre, and closing with a very lush and surprising Dzaleka -, everything feels like it’s at the perfect place. It’s a very well-made EP.
canthisevenbecalledmusic.com/osr-april-4th-2016/ Favorite track: Dzaleka.
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In February of 2014 I had the amazing opportunity to travel to Malawi, Africa to serve and share my heart. While I was there I experienced human connection on a deep, raw level. The barriers of language, race and culture meant nothing. The embrace I felt by the people of Malawi will never leave me.
Each song, named after a place in Malawi, captures the emotion of my journey; the adventure, the insight and the sorrow.

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released April 19, 2016

All songs written by Ethan McKenna
Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, vocals, keyboard, djembe- Ethan McKenna
Tracking, mixing, mastering, programming, bass- Nick Shaw
Album art adapted from a photo taken by Nam-mi Kölbener

Special thanks to Brody Uttley, Nam-mi Kölbener, Miè Lacroix and Joe Hinkle.

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Ethan McKenna Reading, Pennsylvania

My name is Ethan McKenna. I am a free spirit, healing inspiring and empowering others through self expression.

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Track Name: Dzaleka
The tears of God flood these narrow streets
Naked earth under naked feet
A village of sorrow
Mother, father
Both are gone

The stains of war painted in these eyes
Bleeding souls under bleeding skys
Stories of terror
Brother, sister
Both are gone

Mother, father
Both are gone
Brother, sister
Both are gone

Maybe it's just rain
But I feel it all the same
Mountains crumble and wash away
Love come but can't seem to stay