The Boat Of The Fragile Mind EP

by Belle Mare

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Brooklyn duo Belle Mare describes its music as dream-pop, which is more than fair enough: Singer Amelia Bushell and guitarist Thomas Servidone (of Hartford band Heirlooms) certainly evoke a dreamy sensibility on “The Boat Of The Fragile Mind EP,” their debut [EP]. She sings in quiet, murmuring tones, accompanied by muted piano arpeggios, strummed acoustic guitar and lush, subdued bubbles of electric guitar.

The duo’s songs play as though you’re hearing them from afar — from behind a closed door down a dimly lit corridor, or drifting through an upper-level window late on a humid night. It’s charming on “All This Time” as Bushell’s vocal melody ebbs and flows over plinking piano and echoes of ambient noise, and vaguely foreboding on “The Once Happy Heart,” a dark guitar figure circling around vocals that sound transported from some other time. In fact, the songs evoke a sense of distance that’s more than just physical: it’s easy to imagine the closer “So Long” playing over the radio in the background of some half-empty saloon in the 1940s, or the title track echoing in Greenwich Village in the early ’60s. It sounds contradictory, but achieving a sense of timeless unbeholden to a specific time isn’t an easy task, which makes the nine songs on Belle Mare’s debut all the more impressive.

— Eric R. Danton (Hartford Courant/Rolling Stone)

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released 09 April 2013

All songs written and recorded by Belle Mare
Mastered by Jeff Reeves at Masterdisk
Artwork by Maria Servidone

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Belle Mare Brooklyn, New York

Featuring London native Amelia Bushell and Thomas Servidone, Belle Mare is a twist of old-time chanteuse, adorned with warm pianos, and spacious textures. Always catchy yet never trite, the music moves like honey and sounds as sweet.

The band is based in Brooklyn, New York.
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Track Name: Charade
Your light has died.
It hurts. I cry. It hurts. I cry.
But I never even tried
To believe
I would cause
Anything to happen
Any wild night to come
All my faking for a splendid hour
Isn’t worth a night
Without
A cry for you my dear
A cry for you my dear
A cry…for you…

Saw life
Saw fine
Told myself be nice
Talked well
Talked wise
Found out
Couldn’t count on a surprise,
On a chance twice,
On a charmed dice,
On a way to rain on your charade.
Track Name: The Once Happy Heart
We only
We only lie.
My golden surface holds worry and strife.
I settle the fight,
Give myself over to hideous sights.

Why the once happy heart
Is making me pay
Delights in my debt
And why it won’t say…

Do what you can or remember
How far you’ve lost it.

Crook in the path I fell shy.
I followed quietly
You came back and sighed,
Oh I can’t see you fight,
I’m facing no one just my own loathsome mind.

Didn’t I…
Didn’t I…
Find out
Like I knew I would.
Track Name: The Boat Of The Fragile Mind
I dream about you
All the time
You must be on my mind.
When time was turning,
Being tugged by the boat of the fragile mind,
We hoped we might make it out alive…

To live to tell the tale of it.
Our hands were washed and aimed for it.
Are you still game for it?

We could make it
We could make it
We could make it
Out alive.
Track Name: All This Time
In my head,
You’d be certain.
For a while you’ve been floating away,
But you would run run back here again.
Dig you’re way through the sand to my bed and forget
firing guns for the sake of the past.
All this time, I’ve been hearing things and switching the meaning.
We were built for this thing I’ve been told
By every moment we’ve had to hold.

Couldn’t pass
In the eyes of it all.
It’s a trick
Or it’s the wrong path I’m on.
Or maybe it’s the end of a fire,
Can’t be carried with no hands holding on
Or perhaps I got it all wrong.

All this time, I’ve been hearing things and switching the meaning.
We were built for this thing I’ve been told
By every moment we’ve had to hold.
Track Name: Deep In Your Dark
I’ll fight my own damn war…
I’m not so good anymore…
Isn’t that what you tend to light up for?
Hug my heart
And it ends up deep in your dark
But my home cannot be there
‘cause a home is not for me to be scared.

By the strides that I take at dawn,
And the safety that I have sown,
In the back where we fought so long,
You were pulling on and on.

I’ll fight my own damn war…
I’m not so good anymore…
Isn’t that what you tend to light up for?
Track Name: The City
My intelligence
Says you’re not content
In a foreign land
I remember that
You never came to the city
You never came to the city
What did you think I would do?
Stay in and wait for you?
Well I don’t do that…
I don’t do that.

I’m in another place
Now than I was a week ago.
It’s been tiring on my mind.
And nothing’s ever clearer than
I might be mad
I might be mad
I might be mad

You shouldn’t come to the city.
You shouldn’t come to my apartment.
Oh if only you weren’t as nice…
I really want you by my side.
Track Name: Rehearsed Lines
No, No
Try harder
Don’t run so far
Oh
I know
You’re scared
It’s okay you know I’m careful with the things I share.

If it’s alright
I’d like to find
A suitable time
To let out all
My rehearsed lines
Hope they don’t scare you.

Show
You’re
Feelings.
I know I can wait but you’re slow.
And I’m
So tired,
Thinking that I know,
But finding out you might not care.

We’re unprepared.
We’re unprepared.
We’re unprepared.
Track Name: So Long
I’m going home.
You’re not mine anymore.
Where’d the morning go?
Babe I’m gone,
I’m bored.
Bored at night.
It’s so long, I’m sure this time

Start my car
For the road
Feel bad thinking you were cold.
Nice to know you’re not alone.
Days wasting away and I’m going home.