Release Date: 02/21/2025
"Sundance Kid" is an exuberantly introspective alt-rock track about going to your best friend's party and realizing you don't want to be there any more. The song features growling guitars, pounding drums, intimate vocals, and an outro that feels like riding into the sunset. “Sundance Kid” balances modern indie pop production with a deep love for classic rock like Don Henley and Tom Petty. The lyrics pull from the 1969 American western film classic, “Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid” as well as the universal heartbreak of wondering how someone you used to know so well can feel suddenly like a stranger.
Belle Shea belongs on any playlist alongside Samia and Sheryl Crow with her cutting lyricism, confessional vocals, and ability to spin painful experiences into songs that feel like flying. Her last release, “Leah” premiered with the Luna Collective, opened to a sold out show at Scooby Doo Mansion in DC and currently sits at around 17,000 listens on Spotify. Prior to that, Belle Shea’s song “pink moon spring”, was featured in American Songwriter after winning the magazine’s “May Flowers” promotion and finishing in the Top 25 for the 2023 Song Contest. Her first album has been featured on Steve Ferrone’s SIRIUSXM radio show and she was selected as one of the Bands at NAMM ‘25 and an alternate for OneBeat’s 2023/4 Artistic Fellowship.
Lyrics:
Now there’s no one here to talk to at my best friend’s party
I don’t know even know why I keep saying sorry
Smiles are fake and sweet as Malibu Bacardi
They kinda hurt my teeth as they’re going down
I can’t stand your boyfriend, he’s a selfish bitch
He dishes out opinions like they’re compliments
I try to catch your eye, see if it makes you wince
I used to have you all figured out
Now I don’t even know what we talk about
So don’t call me kid
You were no Cassidy
And all that you did
Swear you did it all for me
Once there was a time we would go smoke on the roof
I’d be taking all your hits like I was bullet-proof
Used to read me like the tarot, it was almost the truth
I don’t know when I started to doubt it
I never thought that I’d live without it
So don’t call me kid
You were no Cassidy
And all that you did
Swear you did it all for me
Time is not a thief
It’s an illusionist
Sand between my fingers
Disappears in my fist
I sometimes feel insane
Because I know you miss me
Do you remember summer when you used to kiss me
Don’t call me kid
You were no Cassidy
And all that you did
Swear you did it all for me
And I can’t tell what’s real
In my head or make believe
But you always swore that you’d be there for me
How does it feel now that you ignore me
You always swore that you’d be there for me