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Anthem

Release Date: 2018

Eight albums and 22 years since her debut Dreamland, Peyroux continues to challenge the confines of jazz, venturing into the fertile fields of contemporary music with unfading curiosity.

Peyroux’s new album, Anthem, finds the singer-songwriter collaborating with writers/musicians Patrick Warren (Bonnie Raitt, JD Souther, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Lana Del Rey, The Red Hot Chilli Peppers), Brian MacLeod (Sara Bareilles, Leonard Cohen, Tina Turner, Ziggy Marley) and David Baerwald (Joni Mitchell, David and David, Sheryl Crow), who are also the basic rhythm section players on the album. Together, they cast a sober, poetic, and at times philosophical eye on the current state of the world.

Produced and co-written by Larry Klein, the album came to life during the pivotal 2016 US elections, with the writers absorbing a “constant stream of news” over many months. The “consciously not too preachy” songs, fuse Peyroux’s, at times political outlook, with glimpses into her personal world. Honed and patiently refined with fellow writers they mix the public with the personal, striking that perfect equilibrium of dark humour and compassion.

Anthem is an album born out of the team being “together in one room, musing over world events and letting personal experiences spark ideas”. David Baerwald’s sadness over the passing of poet John Ashbery, ignited thoughts of much admired figures lost over the years and paved the path for All My Heroes. Baerwald’s loss gave rise to feelings of awe at these figures’ trailblazing ability to guide and “light fires in the shadows”, but also brought to light their very human vulnerability.

Inspiration for the evocative Lullaby, written by Baerwald, Klein, MacLeod, Peyroux and Warren, came from “the image of a solitary woman in the midst of a vast open sea singing to her child, or possibly herself, as she faces the chasm of the world.” With engaging empathy, the song paints a haunting picture of the displaced person’s desperation, as she is tormented by memories of “a time before the war”, in a boat paddling towards the unknown.

Anthem weaves the colourful stories of people confronting life's challenges in a multitude of ways. With pathos and a hint of irony it laments over financial tribulations in Down On Me, speaks of disappointment and unfulfilled dreams in the bluesy Ghosts of Tomorrow and delivers a scathingly poignant social commentary in The Brand New Deal. Coming ten years after Bare Bones, the singer-songwriter’s previous album of original songs, Anthem finds Peyroux wiser with finer articulation powers. Inspired by her idol Leonard Cohen’s ability to “suffer for the work, but still present the listener with just a friendly thought”, Peyroux sends a spiritual but clear message of hope, optimism and resilience in the face of a turbulent reality.

There are two covers in this album. Paul Eluard’s WW2 poem Liberté, and the title track, Leonard Cohen’s monumental Anthem, which also marks Peyroux’s third interpretation of the iconic poet’s work.

Soon becoming Peyroux’s “personal anthem”, Cohen’s soulful masterpiece “tied together all the stories on the record”, with uncanny relevance and topical worldly observation.

It was Cohen’s astonishing ability to tap into the human psyche and “make you think about things without forcing you into it”, that was the underlying thread throughout the project, leading to a more fluid style of writing, “that is about saying something rather than saying everything.”

Anthem’s lighter tunes include On My Own and On A Sunday Afternoon and 70’s sounding Party Tyme which “has some darkness to it.”

A key track on the album is Paul Eluard’s poem Liberté which came to Peyroux’s attention when a family friend requested she contribute a song to the documentary On the Tips of One’s Toes (Sur La Pointe des Pieds), telling the story of her gravely ill son and the family dealing with his fatal illness (Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy). A well-known poem in France and recently set to music by French rocker Marc Lavoine, “Liberté was already in the air following the Paris terror attack”. It came up for Peyroux and Klein as they were trying to put music to a sequence in the documentary showing the young boy going on daily outings and activities. It evoked questions about the parents’ ordeal of “living with the knowledge that their son will not live a full life”, and triggered thoughts of “life’s greatest questions about mortality, overcoming adversity and man’s place in the grand scheme of things”.

The 21-verse poem was edited down to fit the album’s format and its stanzas adapted, before Peyroux and Klein wrote their original composition. Delivered in French and encompassing the entire human experience, Liberté begins with the lines “On my school notebooks, On my school desk and the trees”, to convey the essence of childhood and growing up. It goes on to touch on adulthood, romantic loneliness, and the many facets of human life, before finally speaking of illness, death and recovery. “With every verse Eluard mentions different places, imaginary and real where he would write 'the name’ but the name itself remains a mystery until the all revealing last line “I was born to know you, To name you, Liberty”. Under Klein’s sensitive production, the arresting poem assumes an enchanting folksy simplicity, with only Klein’s acoustic guitar and Warren’s atmospheric synth strings to accompany Peyroux’s mesmerising voice.

Anthem is Peyroux’s “biggest project to date”, with the artist investing many months of hands-on involvement in the studio, “exploring processed sounds and editing in post tracking. Special in that it was written with the group of musicians/writers who also played on it, “this album was about discovering the original songs as they were being recorded” and mastering the courage to “let the songs choose their own path.” The new album includes several songs bearing Peyroux’s distinctive, instantly recognizable style including On My Own and Sunday afternoon, but Anthem’s spirit was that of exploring new styles whilst resting safe in the knowledge that “if you are loyal to yourself, there should always be a thread running through your music.”

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On My Own

Come to, the day is new, hit the floor, crack the door and what do I see?
Strange kid standing there, Who is that in the mirror — Could it be me?
Someone opens the bedroom door, somebody wanders the hall
someone’s crossin’ my kitchen floor. Wasn’t there somebody I loved
who lived here before?

Ah! What am I missing here? Ah! Something has disappeared
Cause I’m all alone like a leaf that’s blown into the great unknown
On my own

Stumbling down the stairs, run my hands through my hair
What did I say that night?
Old friend weren’t you with me then promising to hold me tight
Outside where the day is bright but nothing is real
I wander the city streets trying to remind myself how it felt to feel

Ah! What am I missing here? Ah! Something has disappeared
Cause I’m all alone like a pebble thrown into the great unknown
On my own

Maybe I’ll change my style
Try to be nice for a while
Paint on a sincere smile
Get in touch with my inner child

Ah! Something is missing here Ah! Something has disappeared
Cause I’m all alone like a bird that’s flown into the great unknown
On my own
The rhythm of everyday life propels us through constant change until a moment of epiphany, such as waking up disorientated, the feeling of deja vu, any virtual slap in the face. Suddenly, old ways of thinking are no longer tenable. So we adjust our perspective, especially on ourselves, at which point comes the crucial decision to carry on.

Down On Me

My job’s gone missing, insurance is a fail
Credit cards stopped coming, my attorney’s in jail 
Just broke a law I never heard of before
Landlord thinks I’m made so he bust down my door 
Used to think I was pretty damn smart
smart enough to see I’m falling apart
I keep going down down down
It’s all coming down on me

My little bit of self esteem has gone up in flames 
Teenagers getting wealthy playing video games 
The local beat cop keeps giving me that look 
Don’t even know what drugs I just took
The more I run the more I end up where I start 
stuck in the same place tearing myself apart
I keep going down down down
It’s all coming down on me

I remember back in Waikiki 
Doing the Limbo by the sea 
“How low can you go?”
the cabana boys teased 
Now I’m down on my knees

Can’t keep this up But I hear it’s worse to stop
If I dry out lay me to rest at the corner coffeeshop
I don’t feel brave And I don’t feel free
my only chance at winning is in the lottery
Used to see myself above it, Set myself apart
Now I’m stealing mini-vodkas from the Mighty Mart 
I keep going down down
It’s all coming down on me

Partytyme

Sally had a cigaret she wanted a doob
Bob said “you’re an addict.” Sally said “well, that’s true.” 
Bob said “Sally, tell me, What’s so frightening to you?” 
“Well, just being in this city and sitting here with you.”

A rag tag rehab clinic ain’t nowhere to have fun
The TV’s always blaring something really dumb
The Attendants and the nurses all have clubs and guns 
And the windows all got painted so we never see the sun

This is Party Time! Try to Remember It’s Party Hearty Time! 
This is Party Time! Let’s get together
Got to Have a Party Hearty Party all the Time!

Outside the dogs are fighting There’s screaming in the dark 
The sound is terrifying — it puts me into shock.
My fears start taking over and growing on my mind
Then the nurses bring more medicine and I lose track of time

“I’m a little concerned,” Bob said, “because it seems to me
you really ought to integrate your personalities.”
Then Sally said, “But if you listen, Bob, I’m sure that you’ll agree, 
sometimes there’s sense in madness and none in sanity!”

This is Party Time! Try to Remember - It’s Party Hearty Time! 
This is Party Time! Let’s get together
Got to Have a Party Hearty Party all the Time!

Some of us are in here ‘cause we needed out
Some have all the answers, some have all the doubt 
Some have seen too much to remember who they are
We’re all just getting better we’ve all come so far

I mind my own business In my own little way
My roommate gets the tremors Everyday
But i don’t even notice I’m so far away
I’m a chemical experiment but I think I’ll be okay

This is PartyTyme! Try to Remember - It’s Party Hearty Tyme! 
Yeah This is PartyTyme! Try to Remember - Got to Party Hearty

Party all the Time!

Anthem

The birds they sang at the break of day 
Start again I heard them say
Don't dwell on what has passed away 
Or what is yet to be

Yeah the wars they will be fought again 
The holy dove she will be caught again 
Bought and sold and bought again
The dove is never free

Ring the bells that still can ring 
Forget your perfect offering 
There is a crack in everything 
That's how the light gets in

We asked for signs the signs were sent 
The birth betrayed the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood of every government 
Signs for all to see

I can't run no more with that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places say their prayers out loud
But they've summoned, they've summoned up a thundercloud 
And they're gonna hear from me

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything 
That's how the light gets in

You can add up the parts You won't have the sum 
You can strike up the march There is no drum 
Every heart, every heart to love will come
But like a refugee

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything 
That's how the light gets in

All My Heroes

Here I am awake in a wilderness of lies
Trying to assemble a suitable disguise
Bleary eyed and seeking a sign I recognize 
Someone I can count on to be there as my guide 
All my heroes were failures in their eyes
Losers, Drunkards, Fallen saints, and Suicides

I feel a fever break underneath my skin
The earth begins to shake, trees bending in the wind 
The world is always changing It’s changing in my sleep 
For the first time I am praying for my soul to keep
All my heroes were rebels on the run
Plagiarizers, Vagabonds, Vagrants every one

But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes 
Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes

What am I to do, where am I to go?
How am I to pay the debts that I still owe? 
How am i to shift and rise above the tide
How am I to live without them by my side?
All my heroes were smaller than they seemed 
Malcontents, Dreamers, Ghosts in the machine

But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes 
Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes

On A Sunday Afternoon

Nobody’s causing any trouble Nobody’s trying to pick a fight
We’re all just soaking up this Sunday summer sun Feeling glad to be alive

Ain’t gonna worry bout tomorrow And even less about today
We’re gonna watch the light go down on the horizon Let ev’ry moment slip away

Jesse tore up his apartment Just why he wouldn’t say
Now he sits there in his bedroom and he won’t come out to play

Oh, yeah It’s a Sunday Afternoon
Got Cap’n Crunch and Reefer and old cartoons
When I get up tomorrow It’ll be too soon 
We’re lazing on a Sunday afternoon

The daily news keeps getting stranger But medical Mary keeps me cool
They all used to say I’d be a failure but I’m breezin’ Although I know sometimes 
I get a bit confused

Everybody needs a purpose Some kind of driving force in life
I ain’t gonna have the admiration of the world but I’m already famous in my mind

Martha hitched from San Francisco back to her parents’ by the Bay 
She’s doin’ mandalas and boxing at least that’s what the doctors say

Oh yeah It’s a Sunday afternoon
Got Cap’n Crunch and Reefer and old cartoons
If the aliens are comin’ Hope they come soon 
We’re lazing on a Sunday afternoon

The Brand New Deal

Yes, it’s fun when you’re young beneath an innocent sun 
And the unicorns play in the fields
And your Daddy drives slow with his Cadillac soul
His big strong hands on the wheel
And life is a dream of serene machines that all seem to care how you feel
But then you grow up and it’s never enough
And money’s just something to steal
It’s every man for himself so grab the wealth
Feel the poor under your heel 
It’s a brand new deal

Then you learn it in school between the lies and the rules 
the fairy tales and the charades
they must think you’re a fool you know none of it’s true 
it’s all a rigged game we play
And the banks are thieves with infinite greed and power is the coin you pay 
Then countries are done it’s just money and guns
and cocaine and hookers for days
It’s every man for himself so grab the wealth
Feel the poor under your heel 
In the brand new deal

You know the law’s on sale when you’re too big to fail
and every congressman comes with a price
and the streets are a jail for the weak and the frail — a predator’s paradise 
yes we all know how the cold wind blows and cuts like the blade of a knife 
it’s a zero sum game you gotta learn how to play
learn how to load the dice
It’s every man for himself so grab the wealth
Feel the poor under your heel
In the brand new deal

Yes it’s 
commodification, 
consumerization, 
deregulation,
privatization,
objectification, 
sexualization, 
rationalization,
overcompensation, 
disinformation, 
discrimination, 
under-education,
de facto segregation, 
homogenization, 
criminalization, 
desensitization, 
mass incarceration...

Lullaby - CancióN de Cuna

I’m afraid The oceans wide I’m small 
Memories Haunt me Of a time before the war 
Blue wind rolling Red sky dawning
Warm skin glowing Strange thoughts haunting

Sing with me your lullaby 
baby please don’t cry
I’ll sing it with you until I die 
baby please don’t cry

This boat that I row I paddle and row T’wards what I don’t know 
Theres only one thing That keeps me alive My love for you
Blue wind rolling Red sky dawning
Warm skin glowing Strange thoughts haunting

Sing with me your lullaby 
baby please don’t cry
I’ll sing it with you until I die 
baby please don’t cry

Ojalá tuviera las palabras para describirte corazón de mi corazón
Mi mente es débil, ningún lenguaje puede decirle corazón de mi corazón

Sing with me your lullaby 
baby please don’t cry
I’ll sing it with you until I die 
baby please don’t cry

Canta tu canción de cuna
No llores mi monada
Lo Cantaré siempre hasta que muera 
No llores mi monada

Baby please don't cry

Honey Party

I saw a handsome dancing bee under the flow’ring Apple tree 
raising his butt up to the sky shaking his wings like a firefly
He wants to dance
He wants to share romance
Cause he's going to a honey party

I asked him please show me the way to his field of flowers by the bay 
But he would not let me follow behind until I danced with a different mind 
He said: You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to share romance
If you're going to a honey party

And I woke up behind the sky in the arms of a man with a golden eye, 
the place a-buzz with every kind of sweet love, laughter and honey-wine 
And I did dance
I did share romance
And I know about the honey party

Now I think back to that summer of song I thought would last my whole life long 
I remember the love that made me strong and I’d be so glad if you’d come along 
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to share romance
If you're going to a honey party

The Ghosts of Tomorrow

Here we are
Gathered here
Dressed in our finest drinking whiskey and beer 
Gathered to pay tribute
To the Ghosts of a Tomorrow
That never comes

Hey bartender
Put that bottle down
My head’s already spinning way too fast around 
But I’ll make one final toast
To the Ghosts of a Tomorrow
That never comes

May you all be healthy
May you all be strong
May you always find yourself where you belong 
May your adventures take you there
When the troubles come may you be spared

Now I never watch the time
But time is watching me
I’ve had enough of running from my memories If I stay here I’ll be one
Of the ghosts of a tomorrow
that never comes.

We Might As Well Dance

It’s easy to see the things going wrong now 
It’s easy to wallow in a sad song
It’s easy to cry over all that is gone now 
But I believe that we must carry on

I hear you saying that our best days are past us 
I’ve seen you walking through the rubble and stone 
Yes I know there’s list of disasters
But time is gonna soothe the soul

So we might as well dance in the light of the moon 
we might as well dance we’ll be leaving here soon 
we might as well dance while the river is high
we might as well dance before you kiss me goodbye

The times are changing and tensions are rising, 
But fear can never be our guiding light
I’m not a fool, I know what hate is disguising 
And only love can bring the will to fight

So we might as well dance in the light of the moon 
we might as well dance we’ll be leaving here soon 
we might as well dance while the river is high
we might as well dance before you kiss me goodbye

Liberté

Sur mes cahiers d’écolier
Sur mon pupitre et les arbres
Sur le sable sur la neige J’écris ton nom
Sur toutes les pages lues
Sur toutes les pages blanches
Pierre, sang, papier ou cendre J’écris ton nom 
Sur les images dorées
Sur les armes des guerriers
Sur la couronne des rois J’écris ton nom
Sur la jungle et le désert
Sur les nids sur les genêts
Sur l’écho de mon enfance J’écris ton nom 
J’écris ton nom

Sur les merveilles des nuits
Sur le pain blanc des journées
Sur les saisons fiancées J’écris ton nom 
Sur tous mes chiffons d’azur
Sur l’étang soleil moisi
Sur le lac lune vivante J’écris ton nom
Sur les champs sur l’horizon
Sur les ailes des oiseaux
Et sur le moulin des ombres J’écris ton nom 
Sur chaque bouffée d’aurore
Sur la mer sur les bateaux
Sur la montagne démente J’écris ton nom 
J’écris ton nom

Sur le tremplin de ma porte
Sur les objets familiers
Sur le flot du feu béni J’écris ton nom
Sur toute chair accordée
Sur le front de mes amis
Sur chaque main qui se tend J’écris ton nom 
Sur la vitre des surprises
Sur les lèvres attentives
Bien au-dessus du silence J’écris ton nom 
Sur mes refuges détruits
Sur mes phares écroulés
Sur les murs de mon ennui
Sur l’absence sans désir
Sur la solitude nue
Sur les marches de la mort
Sur la santé revenue
Sur le risque disparu
Sur l’espoir sans souvenir J’écris ton nom
Et par le pouvoir d’un mot
Je recommence ma vie
Je suis né pour te connaître
Pour te nommer Liberté

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