From the first soft folk slide in "Goodnight" all the way to the last pluck of the Nashville guitar, SONGS FOR THEO entices it's listener, hugging and calming the whole soul. The first full studio album from East Coast musician, PETE, is a listening treasure that gingerly tucks you in at night. The lullabies feel familiar, like your mom's classic

From the first soft folk slide in "Goodnight" all the way to the last pluck of the Nashville guitar, SONGS FOR THEO entices it's listener, hugging and calming the whole soul. The first full studio album from East Coast musician, PETE, is a listening treasure that gingerly tucks you in at night.   The lullabies feel familiar, like your mom's classic hit list - circa bedtime 1987. The melodies push and pull, massaging the musical mind in a journey you can either get lost in, or lose yourself to. The rich bass (Spencer FitsGerald) vibrates the toes and pats you on the back. Amplified in songs like "Quite the Creation" when the thick double bass wraps itself around you. A swirling saxophone (Sarah Newell) slumber weigh's heavy on the eye lids in songs like "Bright Eyes," and "Ga Ga Goo Goo." The album also boasts a professional mom, and recently promoted Granny, (Ronalda Hutton MacDonald) on the breath taking "Dear Little Baby." Her beautiful classical Irish sound "lingering at your nursery door now that you're asleep."   Inspired by his newest niece, Macie Mac, and influenced by all the wonderful cuddle monsters that blessed the writer’s lives this isolating year: Harrison, Theodore, Mcaleigh. Lyrically, the album brings you to the comfy cloud world that all babies exude, within the "Neverlands" and sweet cupboards of "Mamma Martha." Pete chases the sunrise with you, while teaching you about that "immature and pure" love. Grab a chair and your favourite cup. "Lemonade is nice on ice sunny day" as long as you're listening to SONGS FOR THEO.