From the STCU Stage, its Inland Sessions.

We welcome Rosie CQ.

Known for her blend of pop and percussion.

Relax as we elevate this vibraphone experience.

Tired, Tired of holding On, up, down and out Crying Cryings releasing Even if I don't know what it's about.

I think I need a sick day.

Maybe a month or a year.

Breath to give my heart space.

Space to feel what it needs to feel.

Because if I don't give it some time, It will start stealing my life Sleep Sleep until the evening Just like the sun youll rise again.

But today, Today is for healing Knot the thread start to mend.

I think I need a sick day.

Maybe a month or a year Breath to give my heart space.

Space to feel what it needs to feel.

Cause if I don't give it some time.

It'll start stealing my life.

Woo Woo Woooo Woooo My name is Rosie CQ.

And I tell people that I am a vibraphonist, singer, songwriter.

I had a classical percussion background.

I went to school to study percussion.

And then.

I've also always really liked pop music and folk music and songwriting.

And so I eventually smushed them together.

Now I play music that is incorporating basically whatever I want to, as long as I can play it on the vibraphone.

This song is called Softer.

I used to cry, cry every single night.

Praying to find the simple secret to life Life I was so sure I didn't have it right.

Had no direction in the dark.

No guiding light Light I was terrified to say I didn't know what was next, who I was, how long Id go So very tired of running a race With no end, just make sure you keep the pace But why, oh, why should I run all the time?

Maybe it's okay if things take longer.

Maybe doing less will make me stronger.

Maybe I could let my life be softer.

It's hard when it looks like everyone has it all figured out Now they're just having fun Fun But how can that even be true?

Eight billion people and you think the only one behind is you?

We're all terrified to say that we don't know what is next, who we are, how long will go?

We're all running cause we're running cause we run.

Cause what will other people think if we say we're done.

And stand still in the crowd and take a look around.

Maybe it's okay if things take longer.

Maybe doing less will make me stronger.

Maybe I could let my life be softer.

Softer Softer Softer Softer Maybe it's okay if things take longer.

Maybe doing less will make me stronger.

Maybe I could let my life be softer.

Maybe it's okay if things take longer.

Maybe doing less to make me stronger.

Maybe I can let my life be softer.

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Two.

Three.

Four.

I woke up wondering how I felt.

I should not already know.

I look at the sun like they tell you to I guess it's better than going back to bed alone I put the right shoe on the left foot.

But I remember to take my meds.

I dropped my cereal on the floor.

But I don't cry over spilled milk anymore.

And though the day is still brand new, I'm wondering how I'm gonna make it through.

Without taking a break from tryin to play it cool But you don't always have to look on the bright side.

The bright side, the bright side.

And not every cloud is gonna be silver lined You don't have to be fine.

If there's no bright side.

Went out to my car saw the keys on the seat Well, I guess we'll be walking to work.

I put some miles under these feet.

And waved to the neighbors I never see.

And though the day is still brand new, I'm wondering how I'm gonna make it through.

Without taking a break from trying to play it cool.

But you don't always have to look on the bright side.

The bright side, the bright side.

Not every cloud is gonna be silver lined You don't have to be fine.

If there's no bright side.

Bright side Bright side Yeah!

Oh But you don't always have to look on the bright side.

The bright side, the bright side.

Not every cloud is gonna be silver lined You don't have to be fine.

If there's no bright side.

Cause you don't always have to look on the bright side.

The bright side, the bright side.

Not every cloud is gonna be silver lined You don't have to be fine.

If there's no bright side.

I feel like the core thing that holds my music together is just that.

It's centered around the vibraphone and centered around percussion music.

I've studied a lot of jazz, both drum set and jazz vibraphone, and then I love pop lyrics and, and songwriting.

And so that's kind of where I'm gathering more of my melody inspiration.

I call it pop percussion at the end of the day, because it's a term that I think loosely incorporates all that stuff, but it's also kind of a made up term, and people can just come find out what that means.

This song is called Broken Heart, but it's not actually about having a broken heart.

Well, it is about having a broken heart, but it's about being okay with having a broken heart.

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I don't think fondly of the years we spend together.

Or wasted time.

But you had my mind wrapped around your finger.

He loves me, he loves me not Who knew a flower could read my thoughts?

Only way I saw myself was through the lens of someone else.

You didn't care long as I stayed where you could easily use me.

In the end you barely looked my way, spent so many days waiting Every day I hoped and prayed for a fix.

Window, a door, a sign.

But sometimes when things fall apart.

They open up your life.

Cause the broken heart you gave me.

Is the best thing you ever did for me Made me open my eyes and look at the world.

Its so much bigger, brighter than I'd ever seen.

But I only saw it when you cracked the rose glass.

So thank you for the broken heart.

Never giving it back.

When I said enough's enough.

You tried to pretend you had remorse.

Almost convince me you kiss me.

But it didn't feel like love anymore.

I broke things off.

You screamed, I cried, wasn't lying to myself about this goodbye.

It was hard as hell.

And you were quick to tell me it was my fault.

Every day I hoped and prayed for a fix, window, A door, a sign.

But sometimes when things fall apart they open up your life.

Cuz the broken heart you gave me.

Is the best thing you ever did for me, Made me open my eyes and look at the world.

It's so much bigger, brighter than Id ever seen.

But I only saw it when you cracked the rose glass.

So thank you for the broken heart.

Never giving it back.

Oh, I'm never ever gonna give it back to you.

This beautiful red living heart I brought it back from blue.

Why would I ever, ever let this one of a kind piece go.

Try to keep it intact.

Wasnt letting it grow.

Cause the broken heart you gave me.

Is the best thing you ever did for me.

Made me open my eyes and look at the world is so much bigger, brighter than I'd ever seen.

But I only saw it when you cracked the rose glass.

And thank God I can never replace that.

So thank you for the broken heart.

Oh thank you for the broken heart.

Thank you for the broken heart.

Never giving it back.

This song is called flooded.

I've been flooded.

My lungs can't breathe.

My eyes can't see.

My limbs don't know gravity.

I've been trying to come up for air.

To meet you up there.

You don't understand why I won't swim to land.

I would if I could Full of promise, but also shame.

Like water and oil Two immiscible ways.

I've been trying to come up for air To meet you up where You can point out How you let things float on by.

Instead of letting yourself get thrown with the tides.

I've been drowning.

Faking life at sea.

Trying to be something I'm not.

We would love to tour at some point.

I would say I've been out of college for four years now, and I've definitely been going through that, like, early 20s time of figuring out what the heck I'm trying to do.

I feel like we're finally entering into a time where I can focus on things like building out a tour, and I understand my instrument a little better, both my vibraphone and my voice and ways to combine them, because that's been quite a process.

Being comfortable with both of those things.

Yeah, just see where it takes us.

Definitely keep playing around Spokane, but would love to expand.

This next song is called five and a dance, and it's inspired by an image that was taken a few years ago by the James Webb Space Telescope, featuring five different galaxies.

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Five in a dance Falling on each other's hands.

In the black expanse.

Colors bleeding when they brush past When they brush past But one is not the same as the other four who move and sway.

She is stuck in between The dance hall and the universes scene, The universes scene Four in a dance one watches on lost in the romance of her stars, her own stars Shes spinning and turning with her own stars.

Her stars Her stars Miles away we're all in the same place.

What's out and in isnt it all just space and stars.

Space and stars.

Five in a dance Gravitational pull of the universes hands So we dance So we dance So we dance So we dance.

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