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Champion of the Losers

by Ryland Rose

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tobywhite_aka_enigmatic Amazing album. "Old Friend" "Codes" "Champion" & "C'est La Vie" are instant classics. It did help when I googled what C'est La Vie actually meant! lol. 5 stars. Peace Reezus Favorite track: Old Friend.
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    This is my 3rd Album.

    I made half of it in 2018, took an 18-month break, then finished the other half off.

    Thanks so much for listening to me all this time.

    Hope you enjoy.

    Ryan.
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1.
Champion 03:41
Intro Chorus: I’m in my sweatpants, and some vans, try advance, through the bullshit Won’t you let me be your champion? I see my chance from the stands they just chant for the cool kids, but I won’t ever be a championnow Verse 1: Bitch don’t kill my vibe I been trying to write I be in the studio, every single night Race against the time Still don’t close my eyes This place is a jungle girl, I just try survive Through the heights and obscurity This vibe isn’t new to me Weaving through the commentary Deaf to all the scrutiny If we really make it out I won’t need security I been feeling rich as long as everyone is true to me Chorus: I’m in my sweatpants, and some vans, try advance, through the bullshit Won’t you let me be your champion? I see my chance from the stands they just chant for the cool kids, but I won’t ever be a champion ‘Cos I’m just cooling’ having fun with it ‘Cos I’m just cooling having fun with it Just so you know I better run with it And I just pray you’re never done with it Done with it Verse 2: Shit sounds kinda sad I’m just such a drag Dorky ness and awkwardness That’s my fucking brand Me, Jake and our dogs That’s my fucking band Irony in all of this Is that we think you’re bland White kid from the burbs is still convinced that he can rap Every beat is trap but never grew up in no trap Hipsters move to Brunswick and they think they’re fuckin’ rad Praying that I’ll quake but I’m just sticking to the plan, hey! Chorus x 1 Bridge: I said I, been, at this party way too long, and I’m having trouble finding my way home But please don’t think that I’m lingering around Just so I can be seen with an 'in' crowd She said I, been, at this party way too long, and I’m having trouble finding my ride home But please don’t think that I’m lingering around Just so I can be seen with an 'in' crowd Outro: Look, I ain’t at the top, I ain’t at the top But I know what I’m not, I know what I’m not How come we don’t talk, how come we don’t talk? There’s nothing they can say till I get everything I want Everything I want, everything I want Everything I want, everything I want Everything I want, everything I want Everything I want, everything I want
2.
Codes 04:06
Verse 1: Learnt to live with all my strikes Guess I’ll never change my stripes I been up and I been down I survived through all these nights I’ve got no one left to thank It’s just me myself and I I feel calm amongst the noise But learnt that clarity is nice I got some money in my pockets It ain’t much but it’ll do I found peace within myself I bit more than I could chew You got time for fun and games Still I got better shit to do I guess we ain’t kids no more... That kinda hurts but that’s the truth Still ain’t shit changed but a few things in the grand scheme that I’m best without I just checked my bank account, what the fuck I’ve got Savings now? Artists sign their entire life and still forget to try pay themselves Took my share of a few L’s, but they manifest as blessings now Most of you love to talk shit Most of you seem to flame out Most of you got instagrams With fake friends in a fake house I hung it up for a couple months Music shit nearly broke my heart Watched you all from a distance I guess being real is a lost art, I’m gone Chorus: Cos it’s just me myself and I, I, I, I I can’t vouch for no one else Who’s around when all this dies Learnt to filter out the fakes Cut my losses and my ties Bitch I’m gone It’s just me myself and I, I, I, I I can’t vouch for no one else Who’s around when all this dies Learnt to filter out the fakes Cut my losses and my ties That’s the code, yeah Cos I’m just doing me That’s the code, yeah As long as I can breathe That’s the code, ay I guess I’m doing what I want now That’s the code, look Who been here from the jump That’s the code ————- Verse 2: Rest In Peace to my old friend Should have sorted it like men Too much pride to work it out Still too young to know it ends I remember our first shows Where we barely made a cent Nowadays I’d fuckin kill Just so I feel that thrill again Nowadays I’m saying less Nowadays I’m watching more I guess now I check myself Left my ego at the door I lost money by myself I lost money with my friends Remember nights I drove this Uber Just to pay my album debts Look, I been humbled so many times that most of you would of hung it up If you knew what I been through, then most of you wouldn’t even start But you got so many jokes about my career I forgot the punch And I’m still doing what I really love thats the last laugh that kinda sums it up Most of you try play it cool Most of you don’t even sell Most of you are still stuck in deals Then beg for ways to try make it out Most of you are barely paying rent But your A&R still owns a house? I seen people that are on tour Just to feed someone else’s mouth? That’s wrong Chorus: Cos it’s just me myself and I, I, I, I I can’t vouch for no one else Who’s around when all this dies Learnt to filter out the fakes Cut my losses and my ties Bitch I’m gone It’s just me myself and I, I, I, I I can’t vouch for no one else Who’s around when all this dies Learnt to filter out the fakes Cut my losses and my ties That’s the code, yeah Cos I’m just doing me That’s the code, yeah As long as I can breathe That’s the code, ay I guess I’m doing what I want now That’s the code, look Who been here from the jump That’s the code
3.
Mutombo 03:07
Chorus: I’m so tired of being humble I swear lately I been staying out of trouble But some people always want that Barney Rubble That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo Verse 1: I used to wanna be THE man for a second Nowadays I just wanna be A man Please understand there’s a difference That’s means that I ain’t on the gram Doing everything I can Just to get a couple mentions Look I’m just saying These days shit is so lame When I see that shit happen I could go days with no interaction Used to want a house in the Hollywood hills No I want a house on a hill One with a big green field Where I Netflix and chill But really Netflix and chill Guess I'd rather be with my dog and leave my phone at home on the bedroom floor now When its all said and done Just stream my songs when I'm gone And delete my profile (But I can’t?) Chorus: I’m so tired of being humble I swear lately I been staying out of trouble But some people always want that Barney Rubble That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo Call it, what you, want, what’s that? Facts? Put that on god, emoji praying hands Work too hard to be humble, now, no cap Why you always in my space? Wave that finger in their face, Mutombo Verse 2: Everybody’s so obsessed with fame now Man that shit is so lame Everybody’s down, for comparing themselves, when they’re out, but the truth is all of it’s fake How did we become so vein, how did we just lose our place? We just got so caught up in the TMZ’s, and the MTV’s, while Barrier Reef just fades? Maybe we can make some change? Maybe we can switch things up? I ain’t got time to explain and the truth is none of us do But I hope that this might prompt you to start To maybe not pose for attention And maybe just post with intention And if you comment on my song all defensive Then I guess theres something I gotta mention Chorus: I’m so tired of being humble I swear lately I been staying out of trouble But some people always want that Barney Rubble That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo Call it, what you, want, what’s that? Facts? Put that on god, emoji praying hands Work too hard to be humble, now, no cap Why you always in my space? Wave that finger in their face, Mutombo
4.
Verse 1: I’m out of the loop and I love it These days on a new thing I see you call that a wave now I guess I’m the one with the blueprint For real though if the shoe fits You know I’m down for the DORK role They love to say I’m a cornball To cover the fact that I done more Matter fact check the honours roll.... Reel off my list of achievements To think I did it independent I’m one plaque from a genius I might get puff on the remix On second thought maybe cool that Meditating like I’m Phil Jack Still in here in a bulls hat Prepaid gang gang gang Always riding bus tram train What I do in 10-15 quick Probably take you 10-15 days Unless your name is mother fuckin' Drake I don’t wanna hear you speak my name Please practice social distancing I don’t need another hand to shake, I'm me. Chorus: I'm me I do what I want, say what I want because I'm me You ain’t saying nothing new you ain’t impressing me They say that I'm different, Dennis Rodman, that's just me They wonder how I got here I guess I invest in me Look into the mirror say that all I need is me Shit might hit the fan, but understand I still got me Until it's said and done you know that I'm the one that's me And when it comes to stopin', I know nothing that's just me Verse 2: I’m Chef Curry with the baby face James Harden with the tear drop ‘Bron James with the jokes cuz KD with the weird cut Except I ain’t running with burners I’m putting careers out of service Both rap and my day job I get promoted on days off I used to live like a hermit That kinda seems like the norm now Wrote this when in lock down Snack draw fully stocked out Most of you really rap weird I don’t mean in a cool way All of that guzzling the cool aid Got you mumbling cliche's White boy with a weird flow I might just fuck up your ego Why you flexing in a car That’s inefficient with it's fuel though? Thats the questions that you gotta ask Tell me why the Summer's over cast? I just saw my country burn to bits Now I gotta walk it with a mask Boomers really went n fucked it up We just trying to save for a house You should buy more shares in tech Instead of buying fake 'gram counts Guess whatever helps get you through Life’s got a way of making jokes I said a lot of cocky shit Guess I got 'a way' with the quotes, I'm me/ Chorus: I'm me I do what I want, say what I want because I'm me You ain’t saying nothing new you ain’t impressing me They say that I'm different, Dennis Rodman, that's just me They wonder how I got here I guess I invest in me Look into the mirror say that all I need is me Shit might hit the fan, but understand I still got me Until it's said and done you know that I'm the one that's me And when it comes to stopin', I know nothing that's just me
5.
The Nicest 03:58
I’m a Goliath I kill them with kindness I be the nicest No, really - I be the nicest I might fuck around and bring you flowers on our first date Let me merge into your lane and I’ll probably wave (thank you) Type of guy to take his mum out on her birthday (every year) In terms of nice guys bitch you hit the first place Woah I guess I got a bit carried away there Look, Didn’t mean to say bitch, please accept my apology Yes I’m aware that the term is derogatory I pull up say hi to your parents before we go out cos I’m doing this properly You’re Independent so we split the bill, for the record just know that I’m offering You know you won the lottery, I hold your hair back whenever your vomiting (turn up) I pee on the side of the toilet at night cos I know that it grosses you out (and flush) You clean up the bathroom a lot so I always make sure that the seat goes down (thank you) I swear to god I’ll be making this work I know your ex still visits your work Don’t mean to judgey I see him in public?! I'll probably just flip him the bird (And tell him I’m sorry) I’m a Goliath I kill them with kindness I be the nicest No, really - I be the nicest Let me explain My boy Jake got the bangers What you know about manners? You took my park at the store and I said it’s all good - don’t worry, it happens Single mother at the register All she had was conditioner A trolley full of these groceries Please go in front of me, trust me its quicker Help the seniors out in the shopping mall when they’re at the parking machine Agree with you that’s its complicated but we know that I do it with ease I couldn’t be anything else with this moon face look at the size of these cheeks! Utmost respect to the law enforcement, cos really I’m just scared of police Could of, deleted those episodes of the Kardashians but I know you saved those eps Played it cool when I realised that you just deleted my torrent of The Walking Dead (I was seeding it!) Sacrifice the plane window seat when thats a specific request Say thank you to the stewardess, help the older heads with the overheads 2 for 5 on the avocado 2 more and I’m making nachos Text me if I should get you some Side note they go off pretty fast though I’m the primary schools local hero Damn straight I’ll fucking volunteer bro! Grown man with no kids I swear to go that I’m not weirdo! I’m nice... (Chorus) Bridge: T-shirt game on point, so no slogans offensive Never made a fat joke cos I’m sure that they’re trying their bestest Don’t agree with who you voted for, but your opinions respected The worlds angry place right now we could all just use some affection, I Came up in the game, no chain no ice, probably cos I’m dripping in nice Your girl staring at me she’s like, why is this guy so god damn nice?! All of my life, I been friend zoned that’s cool Every single year at school Ever since the day, that I came out the womb When I’m dead and gone please engrave on my tomb That mother fuckers nice! (Nice) Chorus x 1 Outro: I’m nice All of my life Been dropping in nice God dammit I’m nice So damn nice All of my life All I do is rap and live like a hermit No wonder I’m working in customer service I’m nice ay nice You probably think this is comedy rap When this is a literally fact God dammit I’m nice Been about that life ever since I was 5 Before that was 4 and was kinda alright Just aight Hadn’t developed the brain skills to think others so I was just kinda alright But now I be nice... nice
6.
T.S.A 03:43
Verse 1: This shit ain’t no hobby Rappers catch a body I might snatch a wig tonight Who gone try and stop me? Heard this parties on a boat But, This ain’t lil yachty I’m butt naked that’s no joke So it’s more like pam and tommy All these rappers busy plottin Swear you must be out your knoggin What the fuck you gonna do?! When the wolf’s in town and knocking This is where the beat go hard DJ turn the music up I might pour some extra shots Get depressed about my past, woo Things got kinda weird?! Then again on second thought This was better at the start Put it back to where it was, Jake Don’t do that shit again That’s the wackest shit you done Why you walking out the session I’m just just joking, swear to god, look I’ve just fallen out with all these people Shit is hard I’m a piece of shit sometimes I get weird about my craft It’s very personal It’s kinda surgical The way you cook up beats Plus then I murk it too (blah) Look I might copyright the word dork and make some millions bitch I might copyright being awkward make some millions bitch This song doesn’t even have a chorus and I’m killing it This song doesn’t even have a chorus and I’m killing it Chorus: I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive, ay I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive Verse 2: I’m the first rapper to admit I’m fucking corny Always walking with my dog, like a creep, kinda boring But the shit I never get is that all you mother fuckers copy Like you think I’ll never notice, that your girl gets kinda horny Every time you play it, man that shit did a full 180 I be fooling all these ladies, that I’m confident and crazy, but What you’ll come to find is that I’m insecure daily, and Truth is I’m surprised, I convinced someone to date me How the fuck I do it? I dunno I’m the songbird of a generation, or so I’m told Ha ha last time I heard that I fell off my dinosaur This a house of learned rappers, when I’m in my studio Look, I be drinking coffee till my cup, runneth over Jay-Z’s blueprint is my blueprint, I got so much love for Hova Every rapper in this game, love give me the cold shoulder I ain’t flexing on the ‘gram, praying that I get exposure Now the waitress at this cafe serving me is kinda fine Said to me she loves my music plays it every single night But, what she doesn’t know is that I follow her online Went and scrolled to her first pic and accidentally just hit like, fuck Scrolled to her first pic and accidentally just hit like Now it looks like I’m a creeper and I’m stalking her online If I see her in the street I’m thinking I’d prefer to die Now I HAVE I move to Cuba, see if Tupac still alive / hey Chorus: Have to move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive Look Suge was next to Tupac, didn’t even get a fright How the fuck have we not found who set him up the night he died? I’m convinced somebody knows and that they’re in the FBI I thought that hologram was shit and left a lot to be desired So I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive See if Tupac still alive, Pray that Tupac still alive I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive See if Tupac still alive, Pray that Tupac still alive
7.
Best Form 02:53
Chorus: Remind me where I left off? I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form My best form, I’m feeling like Verse 1: I hope they’re reading my energy Thought that they witnessed the end of me Couple of things that need mentioning I feel I owe you transparency I see some people discredit me They try to claim they invented me, oh They think they figured the recipe, woah I’d like to see you assemble me, now I see them rolling their eyes, I guess I’m a thorn in their side I guess I’m just living my life, they’re lurking around on insta at night Damn bro that sounds lonely Keep flexin on the gram homie I’m so intimidated by all of your shoes fam By the way, I was being sarcastic Chorus: Remind me where I left off? I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now Got me feeling like, got me feeling like Verse 2: I guess all my piers are comedians Most of them wanna be viral That’s your only way for survival Now most of you dead on arrival I feel like I’m back in high school I step aside and I play it cool Most of you kinda identical You put yourself on a pedestal, wow Glad you believe in yourself But you ain’t Kanye till you drop out of College Please tell me how you intend to be making a classic when really you ain’t dropping knowledge Pray that I never go back to the time I was ubering food just to make a few dollars Still I wouldn’t change it for shit that’s a promise, I learnt a lot in the process, damn Chorus: Remind me where I left off? I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now Got me feeling like, got me feeling like
8.
C'est La Vie 03:52
Verse 1: Look Try to get the keys, i got it Try to get the locks, no problem All I ever want, go tell em Is a chance to see the top Guess I’m always on the clock, no stopping Some things i don’t drop, I’m on it Hot damn, I’m always in my bag Always on, I’m never off Cos Look I never went to college, got a higher learning Worked overtime to get higher early Study all the greats and I apply it perfect And for the lessons, I’m a better person See compliments never made you better And confidence is right in the mirror Still lost count of every single error Guess I’m unfazed if it takes forever Chorus: And if it’s my parade, then let it rain on me Cos I don’t pump the brakes, i got no place to be And I know things have changed, its still the same to me Until the wheels fall off, say fuck it, C’est La Vie I’m saying’ I’m well aware, of the help, that I don’t get Go ahead, hate on all you want, life is no far Wish I was throwing ones, in the club like there’s no rent Used to want to be responsible, but that’s boring Verse 2: Always on my shit, that’s me My whole life is lit, indeed Go and hate on me, low key Thats pissing in the breeze, salty This a field of dreams, i built it Throw away the key, don’t need it You know that I’m well and good Despite all the hate they speak I wanna shout out my dog again, in a song even though he don’t understand I mean literally shout out my pet, it’s not lingo talking about my friends I made $200 off streams alone, let’s get ice cream I’m about to flex Plus all the toppings, double flavours, pray to god this never ends, damn Shout out myself for a second (yih) Been left behind no attention (oh) But it’s never sad it’s a blessing (ay) I don’t require befriending (no) I’m sick and tired of defending me I’m chasing these things so relentlessly Burnt out a few times but I never leave Burnt out a few times but they never see! Chorus x 1 Bridge: Guess I got the secret I ain’t talking bout the book They don’t book me for these shows For some reason I ain’t shook They don’t play me on the air They don’t post me on the web Congratulations you played yourself You won’t see me break a sweat, look I got fans, I got fam, people streaming all my songs I got shows, wait I don’t I got love, that’s all I want I got friends, still around, I’m like thanks but I’m surprised I said fuck it, took a chance, man I really rolled the dice, because its Chorus x 1
9.
Old Friend 04:03
Jake packed up his studio As for me, I went and sold mine Called an old friend said what you got Hook me up with a 9-5 Had to man up, had to take care Music shit wasn’t making ends Poured everything, till there was nothing left Music shit wasn’t making ‘sense’ Now I’m back in this bitch Like I never left when I never did You’re so obsessed About who’s famous who getting rich I can’t do with the fake flexing Nowadays nobody’s texting I sink more into my shell Then wonder why there ain’t no message I refuse to let another friendship get fucked up from this music biz Sick and tired of falling out with people I was once cool with Jake sent me a real text like fuck man I just miss hanging Who gives a fuck if you quit rapping? I guess these things don’t happen The way you planned out At the album launch, a few months ago shit flopped bad Had a few friends tell me keep going but at that point I’m like fuck that Mentally I had checked out, now it’s too late for me to come back Had to let it be like Paul Mac if it’s meant to be it’ll call back, yeah Chorus: Cos You’ll be fine Just take a breath Yeah you fell down So watch your step And bide your time Try clear your head Watch it come back Like there you are, there you are My old friend My old friend My old friend Like there you are, there you are My old friend My old friend My old friend Like there you are, there you are Verse 2: I don’t even wanna think about This time last year I’m out By myself on the road, driving alone Here on my pizza route Used to cry to myself, real shit Like 'how sway?!' I really fucked my life Rappers claim that they’re out here But their out here, is really inside This next one is kinda embarrassing Music shit put me in therapy Honestly it’s kinda hard to admit But venting it gives me some clarity Put on a brave face just to save face And act like it’s all cool?! I put that shit all on the line, and came up with nothing Really was I just a fool? You’re so cool in your fuckin photos All your tweets are so profound But you can’t say hi to me …That depends which friends around Lately my attitude isn’t whatever… Look I’m putting the pieces together I’m trying to figure this life shit I guess it just isn’t forever? Chorus: Cos You’ll be fine Just take a breath Yeah you fell down So watch your step And bide your time Try clear your head Watch it come back Like there you are, there you are My old friend My old friend My old friend Like there you are, there you are My old friend My old friend My old friend Like there you are, there you are
10.
Don’t know where to start This ones coming from the heart It’s 2AM I’m waking up To pick this one apart This is usually the track Where all I do is drop some bars Guess I had to switch it up This time I took a different path Chorus: Driving through home town with the lights dim low in the open Heard somebody said I changed, and I kinda feel the same, but I ain't notice Cos I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah I’m just hitting rewind, on the time that’s gone by in a moment Look I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah I'm reminiscing how it was, right before you jetted off for a moment Verse: No more fuckin interviews, I’d prefer to pass Tell these haters suck a dick, hold a fuckin grudge You be lying in your captions girl, but I ain’t one to judge I know it’s an industry of who you know and not the craft Look, all my paragraphs could go down as work of arts And, Lost my share of blood from swimming with sharks Man, I don’t deal with sucker shit when fame is just a drug I rarely deal with drugs, cos the songs are like a buzz Look you can check my folio, I been through the rodeo I had ups and downs, but being broke it never broke me though I been through the ringer man, I seen every high and low Saw you playing festivals to serving me a coffee though A lot of toxic people that you gotta try and cut away But I kinda feel, that's a trendy thing to try and say People playing petty games, not worried why their rent is late I seen best of friends, stab each other in the shoulder blades Everyone’s a critic now, really glad you had your say I can see your trophy cabinet, front and centre on display You would cut your nose off, just to try and spite your face Make sure you don't drown, standing next to your own tidal wave I seen people fall in pursuit just to try and make it rain You would drink bleach, if it guaranteed you got a name Why do people get a 'thirst', just to try acquire fame? Ironic that a double ‘tap’, is something that we try to chase Chorus: Driving through home town with the lights dim low in the open Heard somebody said I changed, and I kinda feel the same, but I ain't notice Cos I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah I’m just hitting rewind, on the time that’s gone by in a moment Look I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah And for a second, it just felt, like this place was really ours, for a moment

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This is my 3rd Album.

It was originally a sequel to my 2018 album 'DORK', but things happened and life did its thing and we all evolved a little bit. You might hear me say 'DORK 2' a few times in the album and I think thats cool.

I made half of it in 2018, took an 18-month break, then finished the other half off.

Hope you enjoy it.

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released October 23, 2020

All tracks Written and Performed by R. Egan

All tracks Produced and Mixed by JakeOnKeys*

* = Except 'Mutombo'.

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Ryland Rose Melbourne, Australia

Hi, I'm Ryland Rose.

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Previously released music under 'Ry'.

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