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Good Luck Songs

by Daisy Chapman

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Sought a mantra to bring me luck Cos I never thought I had enough Find my moral causality And the good will come back to me Kila la kheri, fortuna Fame and health and love and wealth Four leaves that ward off my death But kissing that chimney sweep Left me with a blackened cheek Did you paint the shutters blue? Did a ladybird land on you? See a penny and pick it up Hand me that red envelope Veel geluk, in bocca al lupo Bon chance, de a na dobro (Да е на добро) Pob lwc, subhakamana Lycka till, Powodzenia
2.
Home Fires 04:17
Three noses pressed against the window Three faces pushed against the glass New socks pulled right up to my knees Anticipation never lasts Faster, faster Daddy faster! Let the cold air burn my cheeks Whipping ponytail behind me Oh, this sledge ain’t built for three Oh you can’t change the seasons Stoke the fire and let it glow Mother’s grieving for the summer Children yearning for the snow Gather wood and build a bonfire Let’s see how high it can go Taller, taller Daddy taller Hope no hedgehogs make their homes below Come in, come in the night is closing Burning fingers, burning toes Let mother wrap herself around us Pull the curtains and windows closed Will I start a generation? Keep the home fires burning free Will I carry on tradition? Or will memories die with me Oh you can’t change the seasons Stoke the fire and let it glow Mother’s grieving for the summer Children yearning for the snow
3.
Settle Down 04:38
It started in spring But ends with a letter which read Without you I’m nothing You tore it to pieces instead And I put all my faith in the summer of love Which then threw me away At the change of the clocks It’s a circus you said And I’m just a spectre You said, settle down A sliverscreen moment You took my hand in the dark And our fledgling feelings Matured in the beat of a heart And I put all my faith in the white of your eyes But the dark was a vortex That sparked our demise Behind a sheer curtain There really is nowhere To hide, settle down You’re splitting the bill And you’re changing my name One week of silence And I’m not the same I’m heady with danger Reliving my youth But I’ve got a drawing board To get back to.
4.
Well I’ve travelled California Gilroy town to Monterey Crossed San Bernardnio forests To the shores of West LA Reached the peaks of central Europe To the flat lands of The Hague But still there’s something calling me back home To the old guy ordering water Sipping bourbon from his pocket To the girl who’s on before me Hoping that she’s just got spotted To that faint old stench of beer From last night’s student party I’m just making way for generation next Make them tall, make them pretty Let them grow old in this city Let them learn from the misguided And ignore advice as I did Won’t make me feel small, make me unwell If it did I’d run like hell I’m just making way for generation next Well a gaggling choir of school girls Rolling papers on the dockside While thirty-something hipsters Shake off last night’s nitrous oxide To the girl group chatting loudly As my set succumbs to quicksand Each of them proudly sporting Last year’s festival wristband And the yoga mums in the park Are singing softly to their daughters Nouveau vintage coffee caravan Selling over-priced water Graffiti’s up from ransom It’s protected by the council I’m just making way for generation next This swing bridge city’s tailbacks Keep hill dwellers from the centre And the taxi queue at Temple Meads Puts off the Welsh weekender Seagulls stealing ice cream From May through to September I’m just making way for generation next
5.
Well I once built a railway It carved through the British Isles Transforming trade and industry Brought closer by the miles Now the railway’s rack and ruin And the sleepers are all sleeping Thanks for nothing, Doctor Beeching. Well I once dug a mine I sent good men down there for coal Blackened faces congregate In spirit young and old A community was born And an industry got richer Now its caving, thanks to Thatcher To the detriment of some And the benefit of others We stood tall this Merry band of brothers Well I once owned a café It sold coffee to the locals Columbia’s second finest export Flying off the shelves Folks would congregate each day The artisan would prosper But then downfall, thanks to Costa A country built on foreign soil That’s how the west was won But Icarus you’ve gone and flown Too close to the sun Well I once owned an Empire Nations fell because of me I banished their religions Taught them Christianity But the scheme became too costly And we didn’t wanna fail If you steal something and hand it back Then you get all the praise
6.
Idilia Dubb 04:46
I’ve been waiting for so long I’ve been crying for so long Ten years I’ll wait here Since my ascent Til then the bird song My only friend Two swifts on the parapet Bringing me no messages As if the world’s deserted As if I have gone deaf I signal to the boatmen But they just wave back at me A steady course to Rotterdam And me just certain death Feels like I’ve been here all eternity Father in heaven have mercy My mouth’s dry, I’m tongue-tied My hair’s in disarray Am I just a sketch book Up this rotten wooden stairway I will be your siren From Strasbourg to Koblenz A ghostly voice on water Bringing news of my distress Bitter pains of hunger Delirium of thirst The sins of a past life bringing More than I deserve I thought I heard some voices I thought you heard my cry Is it my darling mother Or the rock of Lorelei I think about my funeral It’s going to be so beautiful On the shores of Scotland The place that I call home I’ve been crying for so long I’ve been dying for so long
7.
I am the hunter And you are the haunted Condemned by the whisky The bitch and my victory Cos I don’t fear the reaper The reaper he fears me Cos being an unbeliever Gives immunity you see Love no other god but me Don’t make a shrine to worship me Do not take my name in vain And keep the Sabbath the holy day Respect your parents do not kill Don’t adulteries and do not steal Don tell tales and do not lie Do not covet your neighbour’s wife Well I’ve loved more than one deity And I’ve built a shrine to worship me I’ve sworn and cursed and slept through Sunday Whisky fuelled right through to Monday Abused my parents’ bond so strong And I’ve stolen someone else’s song I’ve stolen words at any price And coveted my neighbour’s life To this bed I am not chained Interest I have not feigned Enemies I have not trained To keep my tourniquet unstained Of your spectre I’m afraid Flashing blue lights on parade We’ve agreed a greed is not Necessarily what we need To this bed I am not chained Innocence I have maintained Rising up you will be named As of my sins ashamed
8.
There’s a storm, storm coming There’s a storm, storm coming There’s a storm, storm coming Run little sister There’s a storm, storm coming Get out of the water Close all the windows and Close all the doors There’s a storm coming coming Get down on the floor Gonna pitter patter down On our tin roof Get the doggy in the bed And the chickies in the coop You’d be right if you started itchin The rats were in the cellar now they’re Crawling round the kitchen Call in you sons and call in your daughters There’s a storm coming coming I feel it in the water Gotta call in your sister Gotta call in in your bother Gotta crawl in the bedroom Get under the covers And the lady next door she Runs for the cellar Til the whole damned village Is out of the weather Electricity, can’t you feel it My skin it tingles and The sweat it trickles And my head is heavy heavy On my shoulders Too hot, hot, hot to mention Static hypotension Take my body in prevention Til every tiny hair stands up to attention
9.

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Good Luck Songs is Daisy's third full length studio album, all of which were recorded in Bristol by Ali Chant (PJ Harvey, John Parish, Gruff Rhys). Drawing comparisons from Nick Cave and Regina Spektor, Daisy's unique voice soars high over dramatic string arrangements and her own beautifully delivered 'Nymanesque' piano.
Still taking her dark lyrical cues from the likes of Leonard Cohen, this album offers a brighter tone than her previous releases, only hinting at the melancholy but maintaining its soul and warmth, noticeably the song 'Generation Next' is inspired by the younger artists moving up through the musical ranks in Bristol, a journey Daisy took herself when she moved to the city 19 years ago. Daisy continues to draw on both experience and history to form her stories - from the tragedy of ‘Idilia Dubb’, a girl who met her fate trapped up a tower in 1851, to the poignant reminiscence of old England in ‘I Used To Own An Empire’.

The album took longer than usual to record, mostly due to the fact she gave birth to a daughter in May 2016, but this didn't stop her working hard! She toured round Europe for a month with prog rockers Crippled Black Phoenix, and another month with her European quartet 'The Songbirds Collective', all whilst heavily pregnant. And later this year, Daisy will be travelling with them to Taiwan, taking her music further afield than ever before.

Expect beautiful music and harmony from its purest form, to its most voluminous as Daisy certainly knows how to craft a song and arrange the instrumentation so that the listener is constantly engaged.

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released November 24, 2017

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