Part of me lives in New York, but it pines for an imaginary homeland on a beleaguered Alabama island that is a study in dichotomies.
This was written for the 2011 Song Fight Live! fight. Someone overheard me rehearsing and later told me I had a an axe-murderer's voice. I laughed, but it's one of the nicest compliments I've ever received
Debuting this was magical. I got help from about 20 other musicians far more talented than myself.
lyrics
i am so lonely on this island made of greed
so far away from friendly drawls
it’s black and cold up here on this steely Yankee sea
no gulf winds to calm my soul
you are home, you are home
Isle Dauphine, you are home
your bones are on the outside when they should not be at all
it was a scene that chilled those sailors' souls
but once they changed your name to sound like Louis' son
they came and claimed your every knoll
you are home, you are home
Isle Dauphine, you are home
you survive the hurricanes
with Katrina's wrath, only split in twain
the sea will always pass you by
your enchanted shores in the storms' eye
your bay of birds, your lakes of blue
your fancy balls, but your haulers too
the fleur de lys is in your past
i am the son you have raised best
you are home, you are home
Isle Dauphine, you are home
The guitarist's debut for Ba Da Bing is a captivating synthesis of and expansion on all of her recent outings, its avant-pop ditties underscored by personal vulnerability. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 15, 2020