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Divining

by Chloë March

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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) A truly exciting sequence of ingenious songs, masterfully composed, arranged, performed, and produced by Chloë March. An enchanting musical journey through picturesque landscapes of art rock land. Favorite track: Written on Water.
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1.
Soft Rain 04:13
Soft Rain Come the soft rain Come the summer birds Come the lovers words Watch the colours turn to green and grey Lift my face to fearlessness and rain Lose these choices these struggles we make Leave the shadows Forget the mistakes Our love my love Will be soft rain Come the soft rain Come the silver light Come the soft rain Come the gentle night Here’s the rain Here it is Watch the colours turn to green and grey Lift my face to fearlessness and rain Lose these choices these struggles we make Leave the shadows Forget the mistakes Our love my love Will be soft rain C.March © 2008
2.
The Last Venetian I love the way copper goes green I long to live in between Ripeness and Ruin I long to be Queen of this glittering scene I open the window and let the water in Ah, but it all goes by And the glass in the light Reflects the fight And down falls the night Surely this can’t be goodbye I hear the water rise as you stroke my thigh Surely this can’t be goodbye I hold your hand and tremble with anger As you watch and wait And the city shivers As the water curls around it like a snake I need to be your anchor I need to keep you safe I love the way copper goes green I long to live in between Ripeness and Ruin I long to be Queen of this glittering scene I open the window and let the water in Ah, but it all goes by And the glass in the light Reflects the fight And down falls the night C.March © 2008
3.
Written on Water (free) 04:04
Written on Water I wish I’d never said I wish All these shadowy hours pass me by I’m avoiding mirrors Refusing to catch anyone’s eye I’ve written on the water If anyone wonders why All these hours Spent writing with a starlit hand What will I leave? Who will understand? I wish I’d never seen All these shadows I’m avoiding mirrors Refusing to catch anyone’s eye I’ve written on the water If anyone wonders why All things must change So this will too All shadows fade So these will too Don’t give in Every word on the water finds its way This world needs you to stay I wish I’d said this to you C.March © 2008
4.
Primavera 03:27
Primavera Sweet-faced angel of the Spring Don’t you think it’s time You remembered me? Sweet-faced angel of the Spring I’m certain today You can count me in Now would be a good time Now would be a good time To wake me up and tell me ‘I’ve come for you ‘cos it’s getting light so let’s go’ I only have to look at you to know The triumph of hope And the courage of the quiet Sweet-faced angel You walk in beauty just out of sight Come for me at sunrise And I’ll be there…. Now would be a good time Now would be a good time To wake me up and tell me ‘I’ve come for you ‘cos it’s getting light so let’s go’ Show me the fields before the dew is dry…. C. March © 2008
5.
Moat 03:36
Moat The cold night water Moves me around On my back The soft weeds Tangle in my fingers …moat… It was an indian summer Our feet were always bare It was an indian summer Everyone I loved was there It was an indian summer My brother was devil-may-care And my sister wore rhinestones in her hair I am most myself When I’m held by the moat Watching the fiery tails of meteors In the endless sky above Dreaming of love The starlight falls On the ruins of my home And I am weightless …moat… It was an indian summer Our feet were always bare It was an indian summer Everyone I loved was there It was an indian summer My brother was devil-may-care And my sister wore rhinestones in her hair C.March ©
6.
Lollen Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘River wide and slow Treachery in the undertow’ Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘This is how he loved me This is how he love me, so’ Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘This is how he brought me This is how he brought me, low’ Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘There’s the garden where I used to hide He used to find me I’d always say ‘no’ He used to find me…’ (From the middle of the maze Row for the Bull and the Bullen betrayed) Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘I used to hide And always say no He used to find me and never let me go’ (From the middle of the maze Row for the Bull and the Bullen betrayed) Lollen for Bullen Lollen for Bullen….mmmmm ‘Treachery in the undertow’ C. March ©
7.
Ice Release 04:15
Ice Release On velvet moss Scattered with water drops Of the melting snow I’m watching the Spring And the way it begins….. I’ve waited so long (see the ice release) I can keep it all slow (see the ice release) One hand holds A whole lot of trouble The other a stone I see the ice release her secrets Like daughters I cannot hold I watch the stones Moved by the water To show glimpses of gold I’ve waited so long (see the ice release) I can keep it all slow (see the ice release) One hand holds A whole lot of trouble The other In the warmth of the sun I take a long look And I see you gazing Gazing at your beauty in the brook I’ve waited so long (see the ice release) I can keep it all slow (see the ice release) One hand holds A whole lot of trouble The other a stone C. March © 2008
8.
River of Stone He’s no Apollo himself, but he feels the chase He’s got feet of clay, but oh how he knows the stone, He can chisel out and cut out the soul of a face Until he gets her right he’s not leaving her alone She’s a river of stone A cool curve under his hand Overwhelmed in the realm of her love She’s been cut from the stone in the ground She’s a river of stone A cool curve under his hand He’s a man overwhelmed by a vision He’s made a woman of stone into a river of love He’s no Apollo himself but he needs you to be flawless He’ll keep you by his side for the rest of his life He’ll keep you smooth like you were before you met his knife Until he gets you right he’s not leaving you alone She’s a river of stone A cool curve under his hand Overwhelmed in the realm of her love She’s been cut from the stone in the ground She’s a river of stone A cool curve under his hand He’s a man overwhelmed by a vision He’s made a woman of stone into a river of love C. March ©
9.
Sea Bell 04:12
Sea Bell Each day is a turning leaf A way through the forest A lion’s leap The boy in the man Escapes his grief By diving deep To where his memories sleep Under the sea is a voice calling to him He’s leaving me He’s diving deep to where the angels swim There’s a depth charge Beneath his skin When the sea-bell sounds It’s beneath his skin When the sea-bell sounds It’s a depth charge Beneath his skin When the sea-bell sounds It sounds for him Each night is a lonely sail Adrift across the water A sink into the shale Under the sea….. There’s a depth charge Beneath his skin When the sea-bell sounds It’s beneath his skin When the sea-bell sounds It’s a depth charge Beneath his skin It’s a depth charge When the sea-bell sounds The boy in the man escapes his grief By diving deep to where the angels swim When the sea-bell sounds It sounds for him Chloë March ©
10.
Wolvish 04:29
Wolvish I am ambiguous and a little bit ‘wolvish’? in this rough terrain Anything I can do to get through it, I’ll do it There’s silver trees and dusty leaves and I’m tripping on roots ‘Just forget it’ he said ‘Listen to me, Cover the ground, This is one of those things you can never undo, I’m just connected to you’ (a howly howly dusk) Step to the side Don’t stick to the track Here we are at the firewheel tree With it’s blossom of memory Let it fall on you And let it cover me (click clack claw knockin at your door…) He turns his back to me One long look before he goes And he howls at me ‘I hate your house, with it’s orchardy place All pretty and cushioned he kissing your face, You’re mine Together we were sublime! I turn my raggedy back on you! Bereaved, Bereft, You blossoming, Me Left….. C. March ©
11.
Dark River Round Oh the Earth Oh the Earth Oh the Earth Dark River Round Dark River Round I heard the nightingale She sang for herself And no-one else Oh the Earth Oh the Earth Oh the Earth I heard the nightingale She sang for herself And no-one else The nightingale C.March ©
12.
Divining 04:29
Divining I follow the stream I heard it in my sleep I feel the icy water I try not to slip I throw away my sticks I ‘ve found the stream Now I know there is no dream See the light coming through the trees As I walk with the stream I ‘ve spent my life Divining Divining Now I’ll walk with the stream…. C.March ©

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Chloë March spent three years writing, recording and producing this, her second album. 'Divining' is inspired by water and features Chloë's trademark poetic lyrics and immersive, cinematic soundworlds

'Divining' journeys through immersive soundscapes of sensuous decaying Venice, nostalgic sunlit reveries, a lament for Anne Boleyn, dark seas of love and loss, tales of sadistic sculptors and melting wood nymphs. Interweaving piano, french horn, strings, marimbas and found-sounds including wind-chimes, paper and grass, this is a meticulously and lovingly-crafted album with a haunting, melancholic undertow.

'A command of the keyboard reminiscent of Kate Bush, Tori Amos or Nina Simone... Hear the three years of perfectionism' BBC Introducing

'Electronic dreampop with dashes of jazz and artsong... Ms March is a more pastoral Kate Bush. Its the kind of music that would accompany a movie version of 'Wuthering Heights' (as directed by Peter Greenaway)' The New Gay

'Wow, this is a beautiful record' Collected Sounds

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released November 28, 2008

Vocals/Keyboards/Programming: Chloë March
French Horn: Emma Bell
Mastered by Steve Kitch
All songs written, arranged and produced by Chloë March
Copyright 2008 Chloë March ©
Photography for 'The Last Venetian' and 'Written On Water' by Eleanor Bell ©
Portrait and back cover photography by Kipper
All other photography and artwork by Chloë March ©

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Vocalist, Producer, Composer and Pianist. Emotionally charged, highly distinctive, genre-defying, beautifully crafted and intensely atmospheric songs and soundworlds. Dreampop/Ambient Pop/Neo-Classical. 'Absolutely Superb' BBC6 Music. Independent Artist on Hidden Shoal and Powderkeg Records. Licensing Enquiries: cam[at] hiddenshoal.com ... more

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