U.S. Girls
U.S Girls - Youve Got Everything - But A Smile (Theme from Dead Lover) [Official Video]
updated
Lyrics:
Patti, I didn’t get to hear you play
I was making sure my kids didn’t fall in the lake
I was trying to make myself so small
In that space I had no place being at all
Out by The National semis I was
On tip toes spying on your long grey hair
The back of your head as powerful
as your face
Your hands 2 mouths
Maybe I shoulda gone up to you
But what woulda been my proof
The pyramid such a steep shape to climb
When you know your rank
And you got your file
So you just stay in line
Dreaming of getting higher
Only two women on the stage that day
Only two women anyway on any day
Patti, I didn’t get to hear you play
I was making sure my kids didn’t fall in the lake
I was trying to make myself so small
It’s all my fault,
Patti, I didn’t get to hear you play
Lyrics:
Braining their enemies
On the trunks of fallen trees
In a clearing freshly felled
The pitch will sweetly smell
The vulgar men will yell
All within earshot
Of the last tenable plot
For which our fathers fought
And I will beg of you
To heed this awful crew
In silence out of view
For if they take you in
They’ll fall upon your skin
For what you hold within
And cast your frame aside
They’ve taken fat brides
And carved their soft sides
And let them out of doors
Where lesser beasts roar
And eager vultures soar
But tie not your summer dress
Let free your lily breast
And take the wind’s caress
Beyond the hands of men
Who tear what cannot mend
Who break what cannot bend
Who build a fearful court
To house their wicked sport
What silver heads exhort
That guilty they are not
Of blood forever wrought
The sun will never clot
So clip the angel’s wings
And let the axes swing
Til arms are aching
And blades have fallen deep
For even they must sleep
And shelter they must seek
Amidst their own debris
But over there stands a tree
And in it’s shadow we
May take a deeper kiss
Undress the broken fist
To love is to resist
The old embittered flow
And the wind again will blow
The forest again will grow
And your eyes again will shine
Like the pitch of the ancient pine
Lyrics:
There is no west
The sun doesn’t rise,
No, the sun never rests
As the Earth leans into its forever pirouette
And you’ll never earn what your silhouette
Is spending at midnight up here
Forget the pay streak
The goings too hard
Provisions don’t keep
Persistence is not necessarily
Drilling is just temporarily
Thrilling at midnight up here
But allow the boom town mice their fun
Cause they aren’t hurting anyone
They’re dancing and sluicing on benders
They’re not in it for the money
Yeah, I forgot to go home
Just leave me be
I’m working tables now
Up to my knees in the ground in June
I’m not going anywhere soon
I’m still out at midnight up here
But allow the boom town mice their fun
Cause they aren’t hurting anyone
They’re dancing and sluicing on benders
They’re not in it for the money
Something like war
As the highway goes by
Hold onto your heart
You need those moments that stir
There’s fear every year for sure
See that clearly at midnight up here
I’m not going anywhere soon
I said leave me be
Get out of here, fool!
My heart is camped out
On that frosty road of truth
I’m not going anywhere soon
I’m not going anywhere soon
I’m not going anywhere soon
Lyrics:
You had boots on
I had barefeet
It was a natural conspiracy
We started walking
Like it was planned to be
We saw a man burn his lawn
That musta been the reason
We walked that far
Were we savouring every stride
Or just two-footin’ time?
Without word
We spun around
Back to that hutch
I don’t remember much
The soft blacktop
Your boots shining up
Walk
Walk
Walk
Let this be our walking song
I could have walked til my feet fell off
I was gratified to find
Katabasis was not his vibe
And I’m usually down for any ride
I love to go from here to there
Cos eternity is everywhere
Grant it, I’m weak more than I’m strong
Still I know we did nothing wrong
Should I falter who cares?
You said you’d pick me up
And get me there
Cos I been riding on backs all my life
Getting me from here to there
Cos eternity is everywhere!
Lyrics:
The worlds a dream
we’ve all unseen atomic and evergreen
We used to know our machines
We used to keep our motors clean
Found the X that marks the spot
Where the metals cold before it heats the lot
Hope that dream lands right on me
Nuclear fear from the rear
Spoils the atmosphere
Like a tune
A hit so big
That no one wants to dance to its music
We’ve been eating in the dark
You’ve been sitting on my fork
We’re both hurt and can’t agree
Firefly on the 4th of July
Thank god I was looking good when I saw you
Firefly on the 4th of July
Thank good I was looking god when I saw you
Will you drive me to the store
I’m just laying here divided by my sons
Will no one come and find me and save me
Lyrics:
James said, “you gotta dance ti you feel better”
That’s the medicine I need
To cure myself of you
Just give me space
I’m doing my own thang
I don’t owe you anything
You may not advance, may not advance
I’ll never teach you this dance
No offence
Just wanna dance by myself
It’s a solo thing
I’m the queen of
Exercising pain
This choreography is only for me
If you wanna know how I feel,
You go/a wait for my biography
Until then I’ll…
Stretch
Move
Pose
Groove
Like James said, “you gotta dance til you feel better”
I’ve felt low for so long now
I’m ready for a change
Let me hear that bass
Just wanna forget my face
I don’t care about how I look
Its all about the way I feel when I
About the way I feel when I groove
Stretch
Move
Pose
Groove
Lyrics:
In a stretch dress
With no shoes on
Mid stage downtown
At the music hall
The audience blushed I saw
At this American girl goin’ hard
And fast off the stage
directly to my bar,
A bottle in a room all alone
Here I go
Emptying the Jimador
Never thought it would take so few pours
To introduce me to the floor
Its not the bottle I adore
Its the way
It makes me say just what I mean
Its my way of rolling deep
And forgettin’ My Way
I’m the legend in my life
Thats a lot to hold
How often I spill it all
Me I’m impulsive yet discreet
I don’t know how to hide the heat
Still if language is a gift
I’ll always be the shoplift
Looking out for somewhere to go and start
Emptying that Jimador
Never thought it would take so few pours
Who can do the sober war
Pour me!
At least I’ll never be a bore
It’s the way
Its the best way sometimes
Think, Drink More Than You Think
Lyrics:
You better hopeThats not the last thing
You ever say to me,
What you just said to me
When you said,
“Just because you got some seeds, don’t think you’re gardening”You know I know that everyone thinks
they can grow with just a bit of watering
Man, if you don’t plant with the moon in mindYou will surely suffer shallow roots
When harvest time comes the picker will find
You got no fruit
What you gonna do
Cos you got no fruit
Don’t you know to live
Is to lose face
Like Bret Hart in the ring
When he stood so far away from hope
Nothing soft comes from a chain
No, you can’t only do your own thing
I hate to say it
I don’t think you can change that
You got no fruit
Directed and performed by Tom Henry
Director of Photography: Allison Johnston
Choreography: Gillian Bartolucci
Thank you to Kyle Patan
Lyrics:
James said, “you gotta dance til you feel better”
That’s the medicine I need
To cure myself of you
Just give me space
I’m doing my own thang
I don’t owe you anything
You may not advance, may not advance
I’ll never teach you this dance
No offence
Just wanna dance by myself
It’s a solo thing
I’m the queen of
Exercising pain
This choreography is only for me
If you wanna know how I feel,
You gotta wait for my biography
Until then I’ll…
Stretch
Move
Pose
Groove
Like James said, “you gotta dance til you feel better”
I’ve felt low for so long now
I’m ready for a change
Let me hear that bass
Just wanna forget my face
I don’t care about how I look
Its all about the way I feel when I
About the way I feel when I groove
Stretch
Move
Pose
Groove
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MEG REMY - SINGER / DIRECTOR
Lyrics:
Riley was always going on about
The Cross and breakin itTaking Acre and the pain reliever within
But when the living do not bury the dead
And Women ape Men 8, 9, 10
False Mutes given tongues cut their bed to shreds
Now strikeand fall in back with your vanguard
Let us not rehearseLet the brother change his sister into
a pit they dig so deepThey come out the roofOwing toThe impatience of the multitude
Hard in the market placeAlways with the advertisingBare excusesNolens volensThis they doThey save themselvesThis they do
They save themselvesThis they do
But who’s them anyway?
That rumour spreadWhen the people heard, they thought they’d done it themselves
Thats no remedy!
We still don’t see what we don’t wanna see
You think I’m gonna throw my soul away whenI’ve seen women buriedin three different waysI’ve seen women buried inIn three different ways
In three different ways
You take me today,I take you tomorrowIt’ll be the busiest day of my life
I can’t forget my ensignGotta pay attention to the orders
and gather all my men upBut whats the useMy backbones shot throughBaby, don’t make me yawnYou had your last shit on when they found you
Figure to yourself, my friend,
Thirst is coming
Now I’m suing you for mercy
Riley was always going off about The Cross and breaking it
The condition of lifeThe source of the blue nileGrace cup to your lips
70,000 men why am I wondering where Riley went?
Gotta speak at the end of my breathCos I’m still wondering where Riley wentLike it or not
That’s what you got
Lyrics:
My first child was two
Talkin’ bout two babies at once
And those 9 months
They did nothing to prepare me
For when I was cut open
And they were taken out
Then they turned to me
said, ‘Mama I’m hungry. I need something to eat. Give us something to eat!’
How does the milk make it to your mouth?
What I do tonight, it makes our tomorrow
How does the milk make it to your mouth?
The night nurse said (Now listen to me!)
You better start pumping (You better start pumpin’)
I said ‘Pump what?’ (Pump WHAT?!)
She said, ‘You know what!’ (I’ll bring you the pump)
I’ll bring you the pump (Use the pump)...
How does the milk make it to your mouth?
What I do tonight, it makes our tomorrow
How does the milk make it to your mouth?
Lyrics:
The car pulled up,
The driver spoke out,
"I'm ready to believe though I still have my doubts. Even if I am one of the stranger ones, I know they won't let me go without some trial. Leave Toledo as fast as you can. Before they give you some other plan, man. I've spent a lifetime collecting things and I like the names more than anything.”
TAKE SAINT JAMES WAY (Voie Lactee) x 4 DON'T EVER DOUBT IT
The first to tell
The last to hear
No coup d'etat can make me push out my tears
I've spent a lifetime observing things
And I like your fear more than anything
No, there is no way to charm the Galaxy,
I know what you mean
But you've seen it before in every American movie since 1970
TAKE SAINT JAMES WAY (Voie Lactee) x 4 DON'T EVER DOUBT IT
The woman who does the math in her head
Tells me I'll never have a castle of my own
I don't want a castle, just a door to shut.
She says finding food will be tough enough.
TAKE SAINT JAMES WAY (Voie Lactee) x 4 DON'T EVER DOUBT IT
No there is no way to charm the Galaxy I know what you mean...
Lyrics:
With a song in your heart you might find, the end of the rainbow
With a sun in your heart you might shine
ooooohhh end of the rainbow
He was red and orange and yellow and green and blue and indigo and violet
But not violent
(Not violent!)Roy G Biv, a gentlemen's gentleman
You never seen one so wide
What a source of pride!
Now
I find even rainbows must die
Yeah the ones arching over the sky
Even they must say goodbye
Can you tell me what’s "to die"?
ooooooh end of the rainbow
With a sun in your heart you might shine
Now
I find even rainbows must die
Yeah the ones arching over the sky
Tell me I must say goodbye
And that there's nothing to find
So show each color you have now
Go ahead, pretend every where is your stage
You know, we share a common fate?
Here comes the fade...
With a song in your heart you might find, the end of the rainbow
He was red and orange and yellow and green and blue and indigo and violet (repeat)
Lyrics:
Lo, sleep is silent.
I close tight both my eyelids, Looking out to find, my love - a divine creation.
Though dim as twilight,
I turn into this eyesight. Leave it all behind, my love - desperate sensation.
Slow play of light
seeps in, deep into closed eyes. Hollow is inside, my love - just space for light.
Slow fade to night,
deep in thoughtless insight. Hollow is inside, my love - just space for light.
Well, well, well, less on my mind.
A key washed up out of the tide.
Time won’t tell
what’s locked inside.
Until time stops the key is all you find. I really wonder babe, what I’ll find.
Sing into an empty room, a tune about your life.
Given that we each must leave you keep the door cast wide. Ring a bell above the town, an
echo sending life. Insure us all a vacancy to keep the door cast wide.
Lyrics:
This is not a date
So what should we call this?
Your face on my screen
My face on your screen...
Your phone is dying
And i'm dying too
Dying to touch you
Dying to be in the same room
We don't live far away
Might as well be thousands of miles
I'm startin' to love ya
But what is love that's online
Your phone is dying
and i'm dying too
dying to touch you
dying to be in the same room
no, it's not right
but it's not my fault
you're the one who waited so long to call
you coulda hit me up before the world flipped
then maybe right now we wouldn't be simulatin' it
no way this is a date
my screen is not your face
i'm tired of holding ya
tired of proppin' ya up
your phone is dying
and i'm dying too
dying to touch you
dying to be in the same room
no, it's not right
but it's not my fault
you're the one who waited so long to call
you coulda hit me up before the world flipped then maybe right now we wouldn't be simulatin' it
really doin it doin it wet
it easy to forget about the days of doin it
all the smells, the taste, yeah the taste
will i ever be in the place to get to know how you taste?
Lyrics:
The labyrinth that you made for me
You know I'm not impressed at all
You’re good with yr hands,
but where is your soul?
You can chain whatever you want the wall,
Yet Icarus will fall
That boy will always fall
Under the street,
There is the beach
If you wanna meet me there,
I will take up all the concrete
You can wax these dashboard memories
Only Daedalus coulda thoughta this
You thread the shell to reveal the past
Lured by honey to the other side
And then you die
You can't invent my love
And you can't hide me away
Forget about your designs
Cos there's no hope
The lost way guilt feels
That's the way you look at me
The world is not your wheel,
The world is not your wheel!
Under the street,
There is the beach
If you wanna meet me there,
I will take up all the concrete
You can wax these dashboard memories
Only Daedalus coulda thoughta this
You thread the shell to reveal the past
Lured by honey to the other side
And then you die
And then you die
Don't get too high
On your daddy's supply
Only Daedalus coulda thoughta this
Lyrics:
Oh I'm lonely suffocating in this plastic bag
It's been so long since I felt my man!
I wish he would put me on and wear me out
cos I don’t know how long
I can hang around
I was born to be worn
custom fit to make you feel legit
I was expensive, excessive
now yr too embarrassed to wear me round the house
I'm black
and I'm white
I go with silver, I go with gold
You can't keep me in this bag forever
I'm gonna bust on thru to you
She was born to rep your body, baby.
I was your passport to so many rooms
your mask of pure exclusivity
now you treat me like a long gone novelty
a costume, is that how you see me?
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
i gotta bust on thru to you
I know it may not feel quite right
but put on your bowtie tonight
Video starring Meg Remy, Carlyn Bezic, and Thomas Freitag
Directed by Alex Kingsmill
Prosthetics & Makeup by Erin Sweeney
Makeup Assist SJ Hall
1st AC Misha Snyder
Production Assistant Lucy Hazel-Turnbull
VFX & Post by Beyond Wonderland Films
Song written by Meg Remy & Basia Bulat
Produced by Geordie Gordon, Meg Remy & Maximilian Turnbull
Backing vocals by Carlyn Bezic
Motif by Edwin de Goeij
Mixed by Steve Chahley
Lyrics:
I'm you
You're me
The candle won't go out
So let us be
Breathing in breathing out
Breathing in breathing out
No matter what we did
Or didn't do
The only thing that true's
Is breathing in breathing out
Breathing in breathing out
Goodbye history!
Why don't we let it be a mystery
That we never sort out?
I'm laying down a future's bet!
There's always gonna be someone alive
Someone wanting to know why
Why do we wanna know why?
When nothing is wrong
Everything is fine
This is just life, this is just life
I'm you
You're me
This is the way it's got to be
Breathing in breathing out
The candle shines loud
No matter what we did
Or didn't do
Let it all ring true
And breathe in and breathe out
And breathe in and breathe out
Goodbye history!
Why don't we let it all be a mystery
That we never sort out?
I'm laying down a future's bet!
There's always gonna be someone alive
Someone wanting to know why
Why do we wanna know why?
When nothing is wrong
Everything is fine
This is just life, this is just life
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Written by Meg Remy, Basia Bulat, Maximilian 'Twig' Turnbull & Edwin de Goeij
Produced by Meg Remy, Twig Turnbull & Edwin de Goeij
Mixed by Twig Turnbull
Backing vocals by Kass Richards
Video Directed & Edited by Evan Gordon & Meg Remy
Visual Effects & Colour Grading by Alex Kingsmill
Dedicated to Kenny Sunshine
Lyrics:
It's your job to carry water
In a broken jar all day
You've been suffering so long now
Nobody knows your name
Remember what this feels like
Remember there's no blame
And there's nothing unnatural under the sun
Everyone's a baby at the start of this run
Thank the sky for the deluge
Forget your nightmares
And the dreams that didn't come true
You don't need no map
When every road ends
I heard from God and she said,
"I bless this mess.
I see you doing yr best.
I bless this mess.
Goddamn, yr doing yr best."
So hot you try to shoot the sun
You just can't keep your rage at bay
Stop your roaming like you got no home
Forget about that pudding, babe
Remember what this feels like
Remember there's no blame
And there's nothing unnatural under the sun
Everyone's a baby at the start of this run
Thank the sky for the deluge
Forget your nightmares
And the dreams that didn't come true
You don't need no map
When every road ends
I heard from God and she said,
"I bless this mess.
Goddamn, yr doing yr best.
I bless this mess.
I see you doing yr best."
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Credits:
Directed by Meg Remy
Edited by Alex Shuper & Meg Remy
VFX & Colour by Alex Kingsmill
Media provided by pond5.com
Additional footage provided by Ross Turnbull
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So Typically Now written by Ryland Blackinton, Alex Frankel & Meg Remy
Produced by Ryland Blackinton & Alex Frankel
Additional production by Ken Sluiter
Backing vocals by Kyle Kidd
Mixed by Ken Sluiter
Lyrics:
Brooklyns dead
And Kingstons booming
That’s a real nice neck,
Can I make it stop zooming?
You moved upstate
So typically now
I’ll send you an image
If you would just calm down
Traitors with loans they run this show
So you sold off your condo
You’re shutting it down
They’re drawing it out
You always get what you want tho
You’re under duress, I’m freaking out
Yeah I’m changing my passwords
Gotta sell all my best to buy more, not
less
See you someday in heaven
You need a time out
Ask and you shall receive
Then you find out
It’s all that you really need
Brooklyns dead
And Kingstons booming
Ripping out my roots
What the hell am I doing?
I moved upstate
So typically now
I sent you an image
You sent me a thumb down
Traitors with loans they run this show
So you sold off your condo
You’re shutting it down
They’re drawing it out
You always get what you want tho
You’re under duress, I’m freaking out
Yeah I’m changing my passwords
Gotta sell all my best to buy more, not less
See you someday in heaven
You need a time out
Ask and you shall receive
Then you find out
It’s all that you really need
Traitors with loans they run this show
So you sold off your condo
You’re shutting it down
They’re drawing it out
You always get what you want tho
You’re under duress, I’m freaking out
Yeah I’m changing my passwords
Gotta sell all my best to buy more, not less
See you someday in heaven
Meg teams up w/ Classical Music icon Glenn Gould (1932-1982) for an unlikely collaboration taken from the album Uninvited Guests
"I like to imagine Gould and I as two freaks on the same leash," says Remy. "Trying to be invisible trying to be seen."
Story by Meg Remy
Music: Glenn Gould
Directed by Billy Wild
Learn more: glenngould.com
The track arrives nearly forty years after the death of renowned pianist, and is being released as part of a project from producer Billy Wild called Uninvited Guests, in which he uses samples of Gould performances to build new works in collaboration with contemporary artists in a wide range of genres. "This started 7 years ago as a challenge on whether or not Glenn Gould could be made to sound current," says Wild. For the single Remy has written over a beat produced by Wild and co-producer Gabriel Pick, and was an exciting creative opportunity for her, as a long time Gould fan, to engage with the work of her fellow Canadian.
Released as part of 4AD's Bills & Aches & Blues compilation.
* may contain flashing images *
Listen to all Side 1 tracks here: https://4AD.ffm.to/billsandachesandblues1
The full album will be released 2 April digitally and on Vinyl + CD 23 July, pre-save/pre-order: https://4AD.ffm.to/billsandachesandblues
The compilation features 18 of its current artists covering a song of their choosing from 4AD’s past: a creative experiment rooted in the spirit of collaboration and a snapshot of 4AD, 41 years after its inception.
#4ADBlues
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Santa Stay Home was written by Meg Remy & Rich Morel
Recorded & Mixed by Rich Morel
Vocals recorded by Steve Chahley
Mastered by Sarah Register
Public domain footage edited by Meg Remy
Animated by Sean Solomon
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Special thanks to the Prelinger Archive and Arthur H. Virtue Home Movie archive for access to the footage.
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Directed by Meg Remy.
Edited by Ross Turnbull.
Starring Georgia, Quinn, Klaus, Rigby, Lulu's hands and Jennifer's legs.
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'Keep It Heavy' Euro Tour 2012
19 Nov - Point Ephémère, Paris, FR
20 Nov - TBA, Bordeaux, FR
22 Nov - ZDB, Lisbon, PT
23 Nov - CCVF, Guimaraes, PT
24 Nov - El Perro Club, Madrid, ES
25 Nov - Underground Club, Barcelona, ES
26 Nov - TBA, Toulouse, FR
27 Nov - La Peniche, Lille, FR
28 Nov - Les Ateliers Claus, Brussels, BE
29 Nov - Paradiso, Amsterdam, NL
30 Nov - Monarch, Berlin, DE
01 Dec - Friese, Bremen, DE
02 Dec - Trauma, Marburg, DE
03 Dec - Ludwigstraße 6, Giessen, DE
04 Dec - Incubated @ 013, Tilburg, NL
05 Dec - The Lexington, London, UK w/ Zacht Automaat
06 Dec - Revolver , Oslo, NO
07 Dec - FatCat Furballs show, The Green Door Store, Brighton, UK
08 Dec - The Castle Hotel, Manchester, UK
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Footage from a show at Babylon (Ottawa, ON) with projections by Mahmud Naqi.
Edited by Ross Turnbull.


