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Once in a while, Germany offers uniquely talented female singers, and Andrea is one of those. Draw yourself a line from Marlene Dietrich over to Nico, add some dashes Chamber Pop in the vein of The Tindersticks to it and you come close. Discovered and loved by such illustrious people like Charles Plymell or Mike Watt, Andrea Schroeder is such an exceptional phenomenon. She's a musical poetess, with an outstanding voice that is as fascinating as her thrilling and melancholic lyrics. "Where The Wild Oceans End" is Andrea's second album produced by Chris Eckman (The Walkabouts, Tamikrest, Midnight Choir) and analogue recorded at the Ocean Sound Recording Studios, Norway very close to the Atlantic coast. If you compare her forthcoming release to the critical acclaimed debut album "Blackbird" you must admit that she has taken the next big step. Andrea Schroeder and her band, including Danish guitarist and songwriting partner Jesper Lehmkuhl (Farmen), have made an unbelievable progression since releasing "Blackbird“ on Glitterhouse Records in 2012. Focussing on her seductive but threatening voice and the charateristic melancholic storys Andrea's musical vision is still growing. "Where The Wild Oceans End" is an album as it was made from one piece: it leaves its marks but inspires your soul and ends in deepest satisfaction.
Blackbird - 2012-09-28 -
Paint It Blue Bebop Blues Wrap Me in Your Arms Ghost Ship Death Is Waiting Blackbird Blackberry Wine Winter Days Dark Nightingales Kälte
Blackbird
Paint It Blue When the red and golden colors Shine into my mind The sky is burning And hell is going on No painting can resist And no heavenly clouds I will paint it blue again And again And again I will paint it blue again And again And again I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I will paint it blue again I will paint it blue again Oh, i will paint it blue No painting can resist And no heavenly clouds I will paint it blue again And again And again I will paint it blue again I will paint it blue again Oh, I will paint it blue Bebop Blues ( From the poem 'Buffalo bebop blues' By Charles Plymell ) Oh your head's too instant And your Jell-o mold won't mix Your head's too empty Ain't nothing you can fix So I'm going back to Wichita And rebop the bebop blues, oh yes Going back to Wichitown! And bebop the rebop blues My clutch is slipping But I'll arrive on time My clutch went out Beside the plastic diner sign Oh your head's too instant And your Jell-o mold won't mix Your head's too empty Ain't nothing you can fix I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Going back to Wichita And rebop the bebop blues, oh yes Going back to Wichitown And bebop the rebop blues Ain't pulling no weight baby So I don't need no lows All I need is high And I know just how to go Going back to Wichita And rebop the bebop blues, oh yes Going back to Wichitown And bebop the rebop blues I'm going back to Wichitty And bebop around the flo, oh yes I'm going back to Wichitty And bebop the rebob blues The bebop blues Wrap Me In Your Arms We are strangers In the streets Crazy eyes Without a light Feed my soul Breath in Breath out The sadness Feed my soul Breath in Breath out Our love The wind is cold It hurts my eyes The shoes are worn And faith is gone Wrap me in your arms Wrap me in your love, sweet one Wrap me in your arms Wrap me in your love, sweet one I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Feed my soul Breath in Breath out Your worries Feed my soul Breath in Breath out Our love Wrap me in your arms Wrap me in your love, sweet one Wrap me in your arms Wrap me in your love, sweet one Ghost Ship Ghost ships are sailing Across the open sea The wind blows cold Into our darkened faces Eternal mountains of ice Surrounding me No way up with these feet To find faith in me No way up with these feet To find faith in me I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake And all my tears in the river Are filling the sea All the tears in the river Are filling the sea The sea of love Greycolored thoughts Bury salty raindrops Of emptiness Into my face The sweat of your lust Is all poured upon me It went through my vains Forever haunting you It went through my vains Forever haunting you And all my tears in the river Are filling the sea All the tears in the river Are filling the sea The sea of love Come sail with me This boat into nowhere Bright skies blinding In the land of the light The sun burns our skin To heat for the night Some wild pearls of love And me hiding in your chest And all my tears in the river Are filling the sea All the tears in the river Are filling the sea The sea of love Death Is Waiting Death is waiting around the corner Death is waiting just for me Death is waiting around the corner And it comes to set me free Death is waiting around the corner Death is waiting just for me Death is waiting around the corner And it comes to set me free And it comes, and it comes And it comes to set me free And it comes, and it comes And it comes to set me free I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Death is waiting around the corner Death is waiting just for me Death is waiting around the corner And it comes to set me free Death is waiting around the corner Death is waiting just for me Death is waiting around the corner And it comes to set me free And it comes to set me free And it comes to set me free
Blackbird A song of blood-red roses In a silent night With a pocket full of wonders Into the sparkling light Blackbird, Sing me your song A song of blood-red roses In a silent night The evil in the depths Of our human lives The nature is his playground To fool our foolish minds I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Blackbird Sing me your song A song of blood-red roses In a silent night No sun is here to see Through the deepest green We're sinking to the ground Into the mud of pain Blackbird Sing me your song A song of blood-red roses In a silent night Blackbird Sing me your song A song of blood-red roses In a silent night In a silent night Blackberry Wine I am scufflin' down a road Kicking pebbles on the way Thinkin' about my problems Wishin' they would go away Can't they see i am a blackberry Growing on a vine And with a little bit of tenderness I will be blackberry wine I am stumblin' down the road It's a pitch black sky I fear this path is leading me To my final goodbye I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Can't they see we're all blackberries Growin' on a vine And with a little bit of love We'll be blackberry wine Oh this little blackberry Was left on the vine But little did they know It would leave seeds behind And so the circle goes And so the circle grows And so the circle goes And so the circle grows Oh we're all little blackberries Growin' on a vine And with a little bit of love We'll be blackberry wine Oh we're all little blackberries Growin' on a vine And with a little bit of love We'll be blackberry wine And with a little bit of love We'll be blackberry wine Winter Days Time stands still Sweat is pouring down the wall Grey hollows the mind And no wind blows The snow is melting into brown rivers Of forgotten winter days My heart beats slowly Like some tired wings And we all just pass away And we all just pass away, my dear And we all just pass away I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake The world lays down Within its purple sheets of night The moon light pours In my weakened brain The snow is melting into brown rivers Of forgotten winter days My heart beats slowly Like some tired wings And we all just pass away And we all just pass away, my dear And we all just pass away Dark Nightingales Dark nightingales Are singing in my garden Dreaming of flowers And dreaming of love Singing melodies of warmth and nearness About the distance between you and me Straight into your heart Into your loving heart Into your loving heart Fish are swimming in my seas And floating away with unbearable sorrow Straight into your heart Into your loving heart Into your loving heart Yellow flowers are planted in me They're grown into the sun Straight into your heart Into your loving heart Into your loving, loving heart I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Fish are swimming in my seas And floating away with unbearable sorrow Straight into your heart Into your loving heart Into your loving heart Yellow flowers are planted in me They're grown into the sun Straight into your heart Into your loving heart Into your loving, loving heart Dark nightingales Are singing in my garden Dreaming of flowers And dreaming of love Kälte Wenn die kälte deinen Blick versteinert Und der frost das herz gefriert Wenn die schneebedeckten felder Verharr'n in weisser einsamkeit Und selbst der Wind mit grauem Seufzen bläst Wenn die weissverhangnen Bäume Unter schwerer last vergeh'n Wenn die krähen auf den feldern Im grauen dunst verschwimmen, Und der körper leer und ohne hoffnung ist I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Wie sollst du mich erreichen In diesem weissen land Kristalle, eis und Stille Und nur meine kalte hand Wenn Gedanken grau im Schneesturm kreisen Ohne halt und ohne Ziel Wenn der frost die klauen fester In mein schwaches hirn einkrallt Und jedes Wort von dir schon in der luft gefriert Wie sollst du mich erreichen In diesem weissen land Kristalle, eis und Stille Und nur meine kalte hand Wie sollst du mich erreichen In diesem weissen land Kristalle, eis und Stille Und nur meine kalte hand Und nur Meine kalte hand Und nur Meine kalte hand
Where The Wild Oceans End
Dead Man's Eyes My mouth is dry Of unspoken words And my hands So tired of writing The wine rests of the other day Are dried in our glasses And keep staring at me Like a dead man's eyes And keep staring at me Like a dead man's eyes The rats are fading Into the void The world's a cotton mouth Filled with filthy burning tongues I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake The garbage lays beside Blue skies and dirty clouds And keep staring at me Like a dead man's eyes And keep staring at me Like a dead man's eyes And keep staring at me Ghosts Of Berlin There're ghosts in Berlin Bodies buried in the ground They're walking in the streets Without a sound There are ghosts in the streets of Berlin There are ghosts in Berlins streets The ghosts of Berlin Die Geister von Berlin The ghosts of Berlin Die Geister von Berlin I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Little ghost Why can't you sleep There are daisies grown Upon your grave There are ghosts in the streets of Berlin There are ghosts in Berlins streets She brings you flowers Everyday Can't you see them They're tinted grey There are ghosts in the streets of Berlin There are ghosts in Berlins streets The ghosts of Berlin Die Geister von Berlin The ghosts of Berlin Die Geister von Berlin Until The End Loving you The sweetest thing Loving you My dearest friend You know I've got to do What I've got to do And that's loving you Until the end I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Loving you The sweetest thing Loving you My dearest friend You know I've got to do What I've got to do And that's loving you Until the end Until the end Until the end Until the end Until the end Until the end Helden ( 'Heroes" David Bowie, Brian Eno )
Do Konntest do schwimmen Wie Delphine Delphine es tun Niemand gibt uns eine Chance Doch wir konnen siegen Fur immer und immer Und wir sind dann Helden Fur einen tag Ich, Ich bin dann König Und do, do Königin Obwohl sie Unschlagbar scheinen Werden wir Helden Fur einen Tag Wir sind dann wir An diesem Tag I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Ich, Ich glaubte zu träumen Die Mauer I'm Rücken war kalt Schusse reissen die Luft Doch wir kussen Als ob nichts geschieht Und die Scham fiel auf ihre seite Oh, wir konnen sie schlagen Fur alle zeiten Dann sind wir Helden Fur diesen Tag Dann sind wir Helden Dann sind wir Helden Dann sind wir Helden Fur diesen Tag Dann sind wir Helden Fireland Your demons They are walking Through fireland Across the burning sand And I'm longing To be near you again You are falling Like an angel Falling from the sky These broken wings Won't take you high Won't make you fly again I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I follow you Through the dead of night I search for stars in your eyes But they won't return You just crash and burn You slowly die I follow you Through the dead of night I search for stars in your eyes But they won't return You just crash and burn You slowly die
The Spider There's a spider Crawling in my head And with its big fat legs It's crawling in my heart And with its big fat legs It's crawling in my heart There's a spider With empty thoughts of death And with its big fat legs It's crawling my heart And with its big fat legs It's crawling my heart I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake With a net of silver And poison in its mouth A vicious clammy cloth Is wrapped around my mind There's a spider Crawling in my head And with its big fat legs It's crawling in my heart Crawling in my heart Where The Wild Oceans End The town is full of parrots Sitting on the trees Red and yellow painted And you walk with me I close my eyes And I smell the sea And I can feel The ocean in me And the waves In the view In this very old town There's a magic place Where the wild oceans end Between the mountains The waves are breaking In the middle of a dream I close my eyes And I smell the sea And I can see The ocean in me I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake And the waves In the view In this very old town There's a magic place Where the wild oceans end The Rattlesnake ( From the poem of Charles Plymell ) I know the shipwreck is out there And spacesuit above the sunflower But I have no god to pray to Before the deep dark sleep takes over There might be a hologram At the edge of space indeed to hold Old captains afraid to sail beyond the seas Tangled in the ropes I've only chance to pray to And long for the bodies in my bed I've only chance to pray to And long for the bodies in my bed They have claimed like figurines My possibilities and weary dream The grass, the weeds Always half beaten down and sorrowful I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Dandelion pride under the feet of those Who walk unaware I've only chance to pray to And long for the bodies in my bed I've only chance to pray to And long for the bodies in my bed Summer Came To Say Goodbye Summer came to say goodbye All the memories in the sky Summer came to say goodbye Summer came to say goodbye Summer came to say goodbye The birds are flying high Summer came to say goodbye All the memories in the sky But it won't get me down No, it won't get me down It won't get me down Summer came to say goodbye I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Summer came to say goodbye All the memories in the sky Summer came to say goodbye Summer came to say goodbye Walk Into The Silence The night is quiet And so am I Frost outside And dizzy lights The candle burned Down to it's end The night is dark When light is gone And then we walk into the silence Through the streets without a home And then we walk into the silence Through the streets without a home I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake The music ended Just as it started And now begins What never ends The wine is gone So dark and sweet The years have passed Like wind and rain And then we walk into the silence Through the streets without a home And then we walk into the silence Through the streets without a home
Void
Void On this white screen Letters burn Like the hot metal Into the flesh Shut the voice of Fill the void The big nothing Surrounds us In stereotypes copy paste robots kill the internet My feet won't carry Us no more My arms are tired Open wide Shut it down Shut it down And pray for silence Pray to God Pray to the devil Whatever you share It all goes down In the void The tone are like whores Pleasing the ears Of the mad men Shut it down Shut it down And pray for silence Pray to God Pray to the devil Whatever you share It all goes down In the void Pray to God Pray to the devil Whatever you share It all goes down In the void It all goes down It all goes down It all goes down Black Sky My God It's so empty Here tonight There's not even a ghost's sigh My smoke Disappears Into the black sky The black sky The black sky copy paste robots kill the internet I clip My cigarette And go back Inside Back inside And open Another bottle Every cell Every cell Welcomes the poison Welcomes the poison Into the black sky The black sky Into the black sky The black sky The black sky Burden Lay your burden Upon me 'Cause I got nothing Left to loose Lay your burden Upon me My back is broken soon In this world There's no salvation There's no one to set us free copy paste robots kill the internet I can ease your burden If you lay it upon me I can ease your burden If you lay it upon me Who can ease my burden Within this burdened world No one here to free us If we don't free ourselves I can ease your burden If you lay it upon me I can ease your burden If you lay it upon me Lay your burden Upon me 'Cause I got nothing Left to loose Lay your burden Upon me My back is broken soon My skin is Like Fire Deep inside me there is sadness The sadness of knowing I'm not the one I used to be The sadness of hope and forgiveness When the sweet rivers flow My skin is like fire My skin is like fire copy paste robots kill the internet Your skin is like honey and silk When you're lying by my side I feel safe and warm Safe and warm Deep inside there is sadness There is wilderness and pain When the sweet rivers flow My skin is like fire My skin is like fire Your skin is like honey and silk When you're lying by my side I feel safe and warm Safe and warm Deep inside there is sadness There is wilderness and pain When the sweet rivers flow My skin is like fire My skin is like fire My skin is like fire My skin is like fire And I'm waiting for you Kingdom This is our kingdom A kingdom without crowns This is our kingdom We're the phantoms of our towns This is our kingdom A kingdom without crowns This is our kingdom We're the phantoms of our towns copy paste robots kill the internet Sell out your mind Sell it to the money Sell out your heart Sell it to the greed This is our kingdom A kingdom without crowns This is our kingdom We're the phantoms of our towns Sell out the sun Sell it to the money Sell out to the moon Sell it to the greed The sun won't mind It will keep shining Long after we're gone It will still shine on This is our kingdom A kingdom without crowns This is our kingdom We're the phantoms of our towns Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Sell it, sell out, sell it all out Little Girl Little girl Where have you been Little girl Where have you seen Little girl Did you hear the bombs Little girl Did you see the blood Little girl How was your travel How many countries Have you passed Little girl What is your dream Little girl What have you seen copy paste robots kill the internet Little girl Did your father scream Little girl Did your mother eat Little girl Without a home Little girl Will you be safe Little girl Please keep your dreams Little girl Too much to see Little girl Is tired now Little girl Sleeps in the park Little girl Don't be afraid Little girl When people shout Little girl Don't be afraid Little girl It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream Creatures Walk with me into the light Creature of the night You might be scared You might be frightened Creature of the night I will not gorge on you I will not force you I will not eat you Alive Walk with me into the light Creature of the night You're skin and bone You're pale and shite Creature of the night I will not gorge on you I will not force you I will not eat you Alive copy paste robots kill the internet Walk with me into the light Creature of the night Walk with me into the light Creature of the night I will not gorge on you I will not force you I will not eat you Alive I will not gorge on you I will not force you I will not eat you Alive Was Poe Afraid (Charles Plymell) On these same brick streets Of Baltimore tonight Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Afraid of the florescent eyes of dogs The raven's reflection, the rats scat Through sawdust in Hollins Market A smell of rot and burlap thick as fur Afraid of roaches, disease of poverty Loud poverty boom-box crackle crack whip Poor ponies pulling carts full of greens Up Greene Street, overloaded with greed copy paste robots kill the internet Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Afraid of the thick sky over foggy tavern door On Cross Street's cloud-draped rummaged crimson cloak Threading from the hill down to the curling dark water bay Afraid of statues with iron poet capes flowing In formal rapture and cast hollow spirit Looking down cold upon those animated Walking and talking past old doorways Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Afraid of the wine, the drugs, the vault Of alcoholic shoreline's fractal ragged fault Floating in a dream grave afraid to yell Smug disciples repeating versions of hell The whirl of a wash, a tangled thread Sets an alarm that turns to dread Makes the vision flow instead into Creation and how such grace is fed Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Was Poe afraid Life is a poor host grabbing guests who came Swirling great pleated sheets wrapping the stars Leaving, streaming party coils to their last cars Some on twilight's slightly twisted cane Drive me home Drive me home Across the land Drive me home On grey asphalt Turn the light on honey I wanna see the moths Drive me home I'm tired now Drive me home On grey asphalt Carry us across the land And guide us through the night Turn the light on honey I wanna see the moths copy paste robots kill the internet Drive me home Across the land Drive me home On grey asphalt Turn the light on honey I wanna see the moths Carry us across the land And guide us through the night Drive me home On grey asphalt Drive me home On grey asphalt Don't Wake Me Don't wake me When I sleep Don't wake me When I sleep Because the night Stands quietly behind And all the angels Sleep beside Don't wake me When I sleep Don't wake me When I sleep copy paste robots kill the internet I see the trees in green The flowers white And all the angels sleep beside Don't wake me When I sleep Don't wake me When I sleep I sense your breath beneath my ear My skin waves silky wings I feel your hands around my heart And soon it falls apart Don't wake me When I sleep Don't wake me When I sleep Because the night Stands quietly behind And all the angels Sleep beside Don't wake me When I sleep Don't wake me When I sleep Endless Sea There was a time for children playing There was a time for grass to grow There was a time for ice-cream melting There was a time for us to show There was a time for daydreaming And the wind swept our hair But all the ghosts of our past Followed us everywhere No matter what we do No matter how far we go No matter what you do No matter who I am copy paste robots kill the internet In the whispering of the endless sea In the whispering of the endless sea That's where we are We went across the silent ocean Through the rain, beyond the clouds And all the thorns of roses Scratches scars on our hearts Empty words, shattered thoughts AN empty look into the past My seeking hands reach to the ground And gone is what we found No matter what we do No matter how far we go No matter what you do No matter who I am In the whispering of the endless sea In the whispering of the endless sea That's where we are In the whispering of the endless sea In the whispering of the endless sea In the whispering of the endless sea That's where we are
Non Albums Tracks
God Smokes Havanas (Serge Gainsbourg Cover / Mick Harvey Feat. Andrea Schroeder) God is a smoker of Havanas I see his grey clouds in the sky I know he smokes them even in the night Just like me, love of my life You're just a smoker of Gitanes I see your blue billowing clouds Sometimes it brings tears to my eyes, I'll avow You are my master after God God is a smoker of Havanas He himself gave me to understand That smoking can send you to the promised land I know it darling take my hand You're just a smoker of Gitanes Without them you're always in a mood Open up your eyes to the light of my moon Open them for the love of God God is a smoker of Havanas I'm very close to you but far from him I would like to keep you always under my wing Understand me my darling You're just a smoker of Gitanes And the last I want to see Is the love-light shining in your eyes for me Love me in the name of God God is just a smoker of Havanas He himself gave me to understand That smoking can send you to the promised land I know it darling take my hand Ich Liebe Dich… Ich Dich Auch Nicht (Serge Gainsbourg Cover / Mick Harvey Feat. Andrea Schroeder) Ich liebe dich Ich liebe dich Oh ja, ich liebe dich Ich dich auch nicht Oh, meine Liebe Wie eine Welle ungebrochene Ich gehe und komme tief 'rein In dich hinein Ich komme tief 'rein In dich hinein Und dann halte ich ein Ich liebe dich Ich liebe dich Oh ja, ich liebe dich Ich dich auch nicht Oh, meine Liebe Du bist die Welle und ich die Insel Du gehst, du gehst und kommst 'rein In mich hinein Du gehst und kommst 'rein In mich hinein Und dann sind wir eins Ich liebe dich Ich liebe dich Oh ja, ich liebe dich Ich dich auch nicht Oh, meine Liebe Wie eine Welle noch ungebrochene Ich gehe und komme tief 'rein In dich hinein Ich komme tief 'rein In dich hinein Und dann halte ich ein Du gehst, du gehst und kommst 'rein In mich hinein Du gehst und kommst 'rein In mich hinein Und dann sind wir eins Ich liebe dich Ich liebe dich Oh ja, ich liebe dich Ich dich auch nicht Oh, meine Liebe Physische Liebe ist ausweglos Ich gehe und komme tief 'rein In dich hinein Ich komme tief 'rein Dann halte ich ein Nein, jetzt Komm Striptease (Serge Gainsbourg Cover / Mick Harvey Feat. Andrea Schroeder) Is it for you I do this strip-tease What do you want me to tell you, please One by one, day by day My illusions go away Every night, it's another autumn Discarding my leaves is utter boredom And all this, for what, for whom Is it for them or for you If it's for you that I am disrobing It's for me to tell you that despite coping Between you and me, you're just A voyeur, a little bit rough But these are only my wild dreams From my mouth down to my stocking seams 'Cause not even you, nobody Will lay their hands upon me Here then is the end of the strip-tease Intoxicates you, objectifies me Here is the flesh mannequin Her clothing strewn at the scene However if I am completely naked I keep my soul innocent, I can't fake it I stay the same in each pose Simply without any clothes