Pistols

Please keep of my chest
Haunt me no more stranger
Cheating bones has caught me
Ruined my picture in the water
 
Lose your self
In the mountains where you lay down
Crawl from stone to stone
And feel like a bohemian child
 
Found my last meal in his wooden chamber
Silence took my voice into a deeper ground
The floor was filled with holes
Woodworms go drown them in the water
 
Lose yourself
In the mountains where you lay down
Crawl from stone to stone
And feel like a bohemian child
Lose your self
Collecting the straws that you find
On my body
The clothes I wore is gone


Bohemian Child

I tried to be carefree and to be gentle
But my beating heart caught me and kicked me out
You called me a sweetheart an easy lover
But the face you were kissing was not the sun
 
The beating is the only thing I've got
I'll cut it up all open
I blow and see it fly
The bitterness and the sweet goodbye
 
We were the illusion on which we stumbled
The fictional reasons brought us here
I was so differently shallow in our creation             
But I'll rather be a lost case than stay with you
 
The beating is the only thing I've got
I'll cut it up all open
I blow and see it fly
The bitterness and the sweet goodbye
 
The fictional reasons…


Recorded, produced and mixed by Noah Rosanes and Boho Dancer at Best Kept Secret Studio, Copenhagen

Fictional Reasons

Heal heal the rotten wounds
Rotten wounds a sad old tune
I have fought fought many a war
Stolen letters where I could
 
Carefully, woman is dry
Sad and all, still I am dry
 
Where is the muddier?
The muddier is cool
Tell me and tell me again
A story from the poet moon
 
I would like to see you dancing
In the silver that you love
You're a breathing teller
Shout it out like rain
 
Tell them to save me now
That would surely make my day
Call me by my name, I'm your child, you brought me here
I would like to see you dancing
In the silver that you love
You're a breathing teller
Shout it out like rain


Like Rain

I stand before you stranger lover
The end is near the end is foreign
When solstice comes this deadly winter
I'll take your hand and fall
 
I don't know what's coming darling
My feelings are extinct
The way I see you, the way I'm going
Will never be the same
My head is in the wind
 
I saw you entered the seven seas
Way down in the mud
It took your breath and it gave you air
Led you to the war
Now we will be reborn
 
Caldera oh caldera
Caldera oh
Emptying my soul
 
The water's running
My heart is naked
Out of my mother's womb
You will despise me
And you will love me
The freshness of my arms
My voice it is the wind
 
I saw you entered the seven seas
Way down in the mud
It took your breath and it gave you air
Led you to the war
Now we will be reborn
 
Caldera oh caldera
Caldera oh
Emptying my soul
 
I am consistent
My bloodstream giving
There was a burning wound
My navel is the moon

Caldera

You can't calm me in my sleep
You can't hear me weeping
You take some polaroids to keep
For your memorandum
 
You clap, clap those pretty hands
I'm in a circus
You take another with you home
I'm in your notebook
 
You bring mandarins and oil
Talk of the revolution
You leave thoughts for me to keep
It's all hand written
 
Once I was a man who drank himself
To the grave
I'm the apprentice of his substance
I get why you're confused
 
You won't ever be my child
Take care of yourself
I wait, wizard will you come
Make me the woman
 
These hands touched a woman’s heart
But now they’re mine
I bare, bare his tragic mind
I will do better
 
This old kingdom, it is lingering
It is epicene
Am I wasting, all my light on you?
There's no reflection
 
Will they tell me, I am epicene?
They've forgotten my name
All the kisses, how they fleet and die
Wake the truth to live
Ready for the road
Woman on the road
Flourishing my soul

Epicene

Slept on a silver platter
Felt a little uneasy
I’ve been out all night
Checking out the pedestals
 
Ruby she wears diamonds
And Crystal she eats gold
Somebody told me
Walk and walk fast for Rome
 
My body aches
It hit me with a hammer
Sure I can run
Then I can’t keep your vodka and rum
 
You’re going to be fine
Just leave it all up to She
Cause She will feed you
The coconut streams
The leather round my bones
I’m sleeping on your silver platter
 
People they are making me notice
That there’s a long, long way to go
The preachers sing their song so loud
And I wonder, am I the crow
 
My body aches
It hit me with a hammer
Sure I can run
Then I can’t keep your vodka and rum
 
You’re going to be fine
Just leave it all up to she
Cause she will feed you
The coconut streams
The leather round my bones
I’m sleeping on your silver platter
 
Slept on a silver platter
Felt a little uneasy

Slept On A Silver Platter

Yes, you sang your songs
You showed your sins
Hiding by the light
That shone for him

Throwing what you got
But will not choose
Dancing with this lifeless mind
To feel a beating
Cast this anchor deep
Just for a while
Moments will be captured
And last long while

Still you stand alone
In this restless glow
Your eyes so endless wide
All the things you sowed
Spread it out for air
The ship’s not coming home

Am I elderly
Am I naïve
Am I the middle man
The God, the speed

Sure I am a dualist
A Gemini
Free and shiftless
Forever heavy in the high

Still you stand alone
In this restless glow
Your eyes so endless wide
All the things you sowed
Spread it out for air
The ship’s not coming home

Gemini

Here is a sleeping creature of love
Soaking the sheets and swimming the bed
Here is a balance feeding the eye
All that you see is calm and quiet
I drink coffee
I gain nothing
 
Loving creatures
Get on moving
Go get something
Come start breathing
 
There is a body under a shield
No one gets hurt and no one has will
Now I am certain I am the sword
And the creator writing the parts
Send the birds in
There is a moon
 
Loving creatures
Get on moving
Go get something
Come start breathing
Fix your problem
Give out something
All the sleeping
We don't need them


Loving Creatures

There's a key to a cellar
I don't know where it is
Some people have it
And hide it away
 
Sometimes without me knowing
They open it up wide
Someone is crying
Can't remember the name
Do I know the name?
 
Why you force me
Force me down the stairs
The deep, the deep
There's a stranger
All alone down there
Like me, like me
 
I'm a sensitive person
And you don't like holding hands
My wings are bleeding
Now you mention it again
 
My legs are getting shorter
My neck is a wreck
Your words are floating
Mr. Clerk you're a word
You're a fact and a star
A cold wind war
Did you have to go this far...
 
Why you force me
Force me down the stairs
The deep, the deep
There's a stranger
All alone down there
Like me, like me
Like me
Do you like me?


The Clerk

I know weather has been rough
Like children, like man
You can't stay here though you want too
I led you on now I'm crazy and tired
 
Break my heart now
Beat me under the sun
There's a morning somewhere under my skin
Make the pieces my friend
 
I speak a vision, you will judge me
The weather has been changing a lot
There's no typo, nothing steady
The true lovers kiss when the war has gone by
 
Break my heart now
Beat me under the sun
There's a morning somewhere under my skin
Make the pieces my friend
 
Bye baby, you're letting me grow
My ego still it will grow
So tell me, am I inappropriate
The wheels spinning faster just because I'm a lonesome, Texas driver
 
Break my heart now
Beat me under the sun
There's a morning somewhere under my skin
Make the pieces my friend

Martin

Waiting on a summer never to come
Strangers becoming feathers in my storm
Losers biting my bones with love
Biting my bones with love
 
The fox makes his move
Towards something bigger
Something bigger than himself
Bigger than me
 
I don't know why I can't let go
I want to ride with the wind I want to take off my skin
 
Lying here naked on your counter
You search for brighter days
And still dust keeps settling on me
And all that I have learned to keep myself moving
Is dancing with a new man keeping a new heart
I eat slowly and I feed the birds with silver coins
With silver coins
 
They’re dying in another part of time
And I'm losing all the things that I didn't have
 
Waiting, I'm still waiting on a summer never to come

Waiting On A Summer (Never To Come)

Boho Dancer’s enchanting folk-pop, with its quirkily appealing vocals and captivating melodies, has gained them a considerable following in their native Denmark and is winning them fans across the rest of the world. The music is highly emotional yet accessible and there are dark, almost gothic overtones, “a melancholic Nordic vibe”, as singer Ida Wenøe puts it. Meanwhile, the singing is equally cute and cutting and the lyrics express a worldview that is childlike yet weary. Like fairytales for adults. 

Words, voice and music are showcased on Boho Dancer’s debut album, Gemini: it is a haunting delight, with songs about good friends and bad weather, love in general and the local landscape, that, even at their most delicate, have the power to haunt long after they’ve finished. 

The album 'Gemini' is out now. Buy it here:
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Boho Dancer is a trio - Ida Wenøe (lead vocal, guitar), Símun Mohr (bass, vocal, guitar) and Asker Bjørk (drums, vocal, guitar) - who formed in 2009, first meeting in Aarhus before moving to Copenhagen in the summer of 2011. Ida is responsible for the lyrics and melodies, the band joining forces for production and arrangements. “Each individual brings something to the whole, and this is what distinguishes us from a lot of similar singer-songwriter artists. We are working together to create something bigger than the sum of the people in the band.” 

Influenced by the classic songwriting of Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Leonard Cohen and Nick Drake and by more contemporary exponents of folk-inflected pop such as Local Natives, Fleet Foxes and First Aid Kit, Boho Dancer also bring a certain indefinable Nordic quality to bear on their songwriting. It has already fared them well, the band having supported numerous feted Danish alternative rock acts, played most of the country’s big festivals including SPOT, NorthSide and SmukFest and been glowingly received by the press and radio.


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