Sarah Jaffe - Clementine

Dec. 2016 She Keeps Bees Live in Europe http://bbislandmusic.com/tour-dates/2016/8/27/live-she-keeps-bees-nest-release-tour
Second single taken from their latest album "Eight Houses"
out now in Europe through BB*Island (Sep. 2014)
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at Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/2AUvPthYH4uULxnuKYPpqy
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"Owl" written by Jessica Larrabee, performed by She Keeps Bees. Produced and recorded by Nicolas Vernhes at Red Book Studio

She Keeps Bees is a duo from Brooklyn, NY, consisting of singer guitarist Jessica Larrabee and drummer/producer Andy LaPlant. They have self-recorded and released music made at home since 2006. Their debut album, Minisink Hotel, was described by NYC’s Other Music as “the best album you’ve never heard." Nests, their second full-length, was admired by the Guardian as “sparse, soulful and defiantly retro.” Their third LP, Dig On, was praised by the BBC as "an album of fire, spirit, and sweat."

Their new album "Eight Houses"  finds She Keeps Bees working with an outside producer, Nicolas Vernhes (Wye Oak, Deerhunter, The War On Drugs, Dirty Projectors, Lia Ices a.o.) for the first time and enlisting guest musicians including Sharon Van Etten and Adam Schatz.

She Keeps Bees have created a beautifully timeless and haunting album. Eight Houses revels in the raw power of subtlety, silence and space, coloring Jessica Larrabee's compositions with lean piano lines, hazy horns and warm organ rolls.

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Eight Houses

She Keeps Bees - Owl

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'I Remember' Lyrics: 

I remember when we were skin and bone, tough and cruel  
But bruises brown and fade away
Trinkets in a coat pocket stolen from kids at school
Burned a hole and fed a shame

Someone should have told you that you'd always have a place to go
Uh oh I thought you would have known  
Someone should have told you that you'd never find yourself alone
Uh oh, we lost you to the snow  

I remember when we would hang about in hollow trees  
New sounds, sitting smoking leaves
Walking past boarded up windows gets you down
Sh*t town, knew you couldn't breathe  

Someone should have told you that you'd always have a place to go
Uh oh I thought you would have known  
Someone should have told you that you'd never find yourself alone
Uh oh, we lost you to the snow  

Or maybe you climbed out after all  
I didn't wait around to see you fall
Found you on facebook soft and warm
You must have known it. You must have known it
You must have known it. You must have known it

Saint Saviour - I Remember

Release Date : 23rd February 2015

Grasscut, the duo of Andrew Phillips and Marcus O’Dair, return in February with a new single, Curlews/September Night’s Sky – the first single from the band’s forthcoming third album, Everyone Was A Bird, to be released by Lo Recordings in May 2015. 

Whilst first performed in collaboration with the Kronos Quartet to over 4,000 people in a warehouse in Poland, Curlews origins lie much closer to home. It’s meditative piano intro, soaring strings and sense of open skies and distant horizons inspired by the British coastline. “I’d started it on the train from Birmingham to Wales,” say Phillips, “and as I reworked it later for the album the music, especially the piano and string rhythms, kept pulling me back back to the Mawddach Estuary. I kept stripping layers and layers away, till eventually the melody, mood, and words were exposed – like they'd always been there.”

“The poet Harriet Tarlo cautions against the lazy use of ornithological metaphors for human emotion, but watching the curlews on the estuary, I really thought: this is me, digging around in the mud till I find it. I hope that's not lazy.”

That sense of place and belonging resonates throughout much of Grasscut’s work, and the forthcoming album features liner notes from the renowned landscape writer Robert Macfarlane. 

Alongside Curlews comes September's Night Sky, a story of a spring equinox in the Southern Hemisphere. Scored by fragmented keyboards, guitars and sweeping strings it brings to mind the sense of both majesty and fragility that a starry night can inspire.

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Curlews

Strangers move toward my light like moths
They call me perfect, worship what they see
Kisses wet and fingertips land soft
They call me perfect, worship what they see
Hands and bodies pull me near
They call me perfect, worship what they see
But still the one I want’s not here
They call me perfect, but they can’t see me


I am the center, yet outside it all
I may be naked, but I’m never known
I’m unafraid, I meet their eyes
Even merging, I’m all alone


An empty room covered in skin
They call me perfect, worship what they see
They can enter but they don’t get in
They call me perfect, worship what they see
No one here even has a name
They call me perfect, worship what they see
He was different but they’re all the same
They call me perfect, but they can’t see me


I’m the center, yet outside it all
I may be naked, but I’m never known
I’m unafraid, I meet their eyes
Even merging, I’m still alone

Like moths

Run From Me (Timber Timbre Cover)

Ailbhe Reddy's new single 'Distrust':

"‘Distrust’ is her latest track, a song which pushes and pulls between acceptance, desire and distrust: at once mournful yet resolved to move on." - Nialler9

Irish Times 'New Artist of the Week' - "Her latest track Distrust marks a turning point towards a more developed sound. With the production help of Darragh Nolan, is more complex and memorable than what has gone before." - Niall Byrne, The Irish Times

"The stark production, use of harmonic background texture and large vocal swells makes for beguiling track." - Stephen White, The Last Mixed Tape

"‘Distrust’ is an indie pop tune that showcases Ailbhe’s distinguishing vocals. With lyrics that are both emotive and defiant yet hold a hint of open vulnerability, this mid-tempo track is well worth a listen." - Anna Henderson, Dublin Concerts

Claire Beck's Record of the Day on TXFM.
The Last Mixed Tape's 'Song of the Week'
Niall Byrne's New Artist of the Week for the Irish Times

Recorded and mixed by Darragh Nolan at Asta Kalapa Studios.
Mastered by Andy Davenport at Altitude Studios.
String arrangement - Katie Lynn

Vocals - Ailbhe Reddy
Guitar - Ailbhe Reddy
Bass guitar - Cillian Byrne
Percussion - Lorcan Byrne
Violin - Katie Lynn
Keys - Keith O'Reilly
Additional vocals - Cillian Byrne, Callum Orr, Katie Lynn & Jackie Hennessy

Artwork by Victoria Levins

Lyrics:

I'm not a mistake,
Hurts when you talk that way, that way.
I'm not a waste, 
The time it takes to fuck this up.
The distaste, distrust.

And I'll miss you,
I'll miss you...

But I'm not in love,
I don't think I can be, 
Thought that I could be with you.
I'm not in love,
No I can't be, 
Thought I could be with you, you.

With you, with you, with you...

It's not a shame,
You act this way, 
It just shows,
It's me you loathe.
I'm not afraid,
To walk away because I know.
I'm built to live alone.

And I'll miss you 
I'll miss you...

But I'm not in love,
I don't think I can be, 
Thought that I could be with you.
I'm not in love,
No I can't be, 
Thought I could be with you, you.


Run From Me (Timber Timbre Cover)

Wet Parsnip