"The Green Eyed"

by Daisy Chapman

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As a female vocalist, Daisy Chapman toured in Europe with her piano and loopstation and added her beautiful voice to create a sound that competes with the big names in music business. Her current record “The green eyed” is influenced by tango, folk and klezmer and again proves her quality as a solo artist. The passionate woman sings about life and people, about jealousy and grudge. Her clear voice is strong and ironic, but sometimes it’s soft and playful. In combination with her piano, her shows are always intense.

Daisy Chapman proved her stage qualities on several tours in the USA and Europe, not just as a solo artist, but also as a member of the Band “Crippled Black Phoenix” (www.myspace.com/crippledblackphoenix), a supergroup from England. In 2009, Daisy Chapman was decorated with the “Independent Music Award” for her Interpretation of the song “Umbrella”.

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released April 2, 2010

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"SONGS & WHISPERS" Bremen, Germany

"SONGS & WHISPERS" is a live - music and artist development network.

We present live music music in befriended places in Europe. We are putting on shows with international and local artist and are covering the genres: Alternative Folk, Alternative Country, Americana, Bluegrass, Singer-Songwriter and some unclassifiable music too.

"Songs & Whispers" live videos: www.youtube.com/songsandwhispers.
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Track Name: "Madame Jeneva"
In the late 1730s the decadent ladies
Fled to the west leaving the rest
In the flame scarred frown of east London town
Where the hookers and bookers reside

From them embers rose the rookeries
Housing vice and debauchery
And the name of this fever
Was Madame Jeneva

Chorus:
Oh drunk for a penny, dead drunk for two
Clean straw for nothing come celebrate your suffereing
Madame Jeneva, she will decieve ya
Slappy Bonita, she will defeat ya

Her juniper berries set many a lady's
Hearts a-flutter but their soul in the gutter
Back streets of St Giles played host to the smiles
Of the hags with their gin soaked rags

Ms Eastwick and Ms Dafur
Ransomed offspring for liquor
Escape the horrors of Gin Lane
For the labrynth of mother's ruin.

William Hogarth sketched the aftermath
Ink to paper, some years later
Marking the pity and the stench of the city
That the well-to-do left in their wake.