All Them Ghosts

by Pauline Andrès

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“…much more than the standard Nashville Americana shuffle and twang (…) in soulful alt-country and dark folk where allusions to violence and alcohol are only a chorus away.” Read the album review on Post To Wire

“A studied, literate debut filled with truths, half-lies and possible falsehoods, Andrès’ All Them Ghosts is a whiskey-shined diamond in the rough. Any more polish would buff away its lustrous flaws.”- Bucket Full Of Nails

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released July 22, 2015

Written & Composed by Pauline Andrès
Produced by Jack Davis

Pauline Andrès: Lead & Backing Vocals, Guitar
Jack Davis: Electric Guitar, Banjo, Organs, Bass
Fran Tursi: Drums*
Ole Krogsgaard: Accordion

Mastered by Tom @ Waltz Mastering.

Except on Patsy Cline, Chocolate Shoes, Sweet Fortune Tellin' Ma, Drums by Jack Davis

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Pauline Andrès Ciudad De México, Mexico

Pauline Andrès writes songs about drunks, working men and lost girls. Supported by strong arrangements, she serves her stories with a husky voice and spot on melodies that already got her compared to the most respected names around. It's some of darkest Alt-Country you'll find around
“…like a Lynchian lullaby – all brooding menace, and dark-eyes girls in riding boots. With guns.“ - Lost At E Minor
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Track Name: All Them Ghosts
I know he beat on her with his belt; And all her life she cried inside
She never had the words to say how she felt; And how she kept it out of sight
For the men who never gave a damn; Her husband, her father and their goddamn pride

He left her with three kids in a foreign land; One of them was a rape child
She never had the words to say how she felt; And all her life she cried inside
Coz of the man who broke her heart; The father of her children, a cheater and a liar

I know he beat on her with his belt
I know what that one did in that bed
And all my life I know I’ll try to make it right

And all their lives they cried inside
And some of them tears keep flowin’ in my veins
And all my life I know I’ll try
To dry them and maybe one day be the first of us to smile inside

I know he beat on her with his belt
Track Name: Patsy Cline
He took from her every reason she had to smile
He turned her into some kind of Patsy Cline
We all see the victim but there ain’t no crime
He turned her into some kind of Patsy Cline

She says “I love my man I’ll stand right by his side”
Everybody knows he doesn’t treat her right
She says “I’ll love him until the day I die”
She’s a fool by choice, she believes when he lies

She knows she’s heading to a wall
She knows she’s bound to fall
She says “For him I would kill,
He’s my man and that’s all that’s real”

He pays no attention to the tears in her eyes
He turned her into some kind of Patsy Cline
We all see the victim but there ain’t no crime
He turned her into some kind of Patsy Cline

She knows she’s heading to a wall
She knows she’s bound to fall
She says “For him I would kill,
He’s my man and that’s all that’s real”
Track Name: Chocolate Shoes
Yeah I know I gotta sort my shit out
And I know you’re all worn out
But sometimes it’s just a matter of balance between the good times and the bad

And you’re down in the hole with the blues
And you open the door to what can only be bad news
Well look down and smile at the chocolate shoes

Yeah I know I gotta sort my shit out
And I know you’ll be alright
And sometimes it’s just a matter of lettin’ one in, nevermind the good guys and the bad

I was down in the hole with the blues
And I opened the door to see what else I could lose
Well I looked down and I smiled at the chocolate shoes
Track Name: Like In Every Country Song
Like in every country song I fell from my barstool 
Holding on to my glass I sure feel like a fool 
Like in every country song I’m trying hard to forget you 
And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue 
 
And around noon I’ll stumble out of a frozen bed 
I will wonder at which point I hit the bar with my head 
And I’ll listen to the blood pumping hard in my chest 
One more day on my own and a night with no rest 
 
Like in every country song I fell from my barstool 
Holding on to my glass I sure feel like a fool 
Like in every country song I’m trying hard to forget you 
And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue 
 
And the worst place to be is that white bathroom here 
In the mirror I see nothing but an old man wearing a wig 
I sure do look like I need a break from this life of mine 
But like in every country song I’m on my way back to the bar 
Back to the bar. 
 
Like in every country song I fell from my barstool 
Holding on to my glass I sure look like a fool 
Like in every country song I’m drinking hard to forget you 
And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue 
And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue 
And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue 
Oh so blue. 
Track Name: Highway Landscapes
Annoying children breaking into your world on a stormy night
Are meant to die in the hour everybody knows that
It was a stormy night, she was a broken one
His face and hair were white, here comes the bloody one

Sayin' "The victim is never one. And the killer's never alone"

They met like the wind meets the clouds
His bloody hands dripped as he walked
For two days none of them dared talk
They met like the wind meets the clouds
Third dawn came and she asked

What kind of?

The orange sky turned into black
The black sky turned into blue
Then the blue sky turned into white
"I usually kill women like you,
And go for a ride when I'm done" 

Sixth dawn she knew was the last
His face was clear, his grin was dark
The moon was full and the knife was sharp
"Oh don't you beg or cry I won't be fast'

In the last breath she fought for she asked why
"I wanna go for a ride"
Before the throat bled she sighed 'why...
If not for the money, if not for the rape?"

To the flesh lyin' dead, he said:
"I ride the world. I ride the world for all the highway landscapes"

Highway landscapes
Track Name: Fuck You French Girl
I went to a dark place, it was Friday
It was Saturday
I heard techno music blasting from a car on the discount store parking lot
Not such a bad place

‘I’ll stick to my guns I’ll stick to my gin’ I said
‘Well fuck you French girl’ that’s what he said
But I’m in a good place

‘Girl, you’re the reason, I’m still in this bar’, he rolled another one and I turned away
I’m in a good place

Birds awaken in the yard and everything is spinning
So ‘Fuck you French Girl’ now the early birds are singin’
And the drunkheads are roamin’ and I’m one of them…I always been

I’m dragging myself home and there’s a dead bird at the station
I’m dragging my ass back home down South
Track Name: I Remember Her
I was born with blond curls round cheeks and a fairy nose
I was queen of attention and a genius for inventions

Messy child with messy hair to grow up free like the air
I never got used to closing the doors and I’d never pick up the scissors of the floor

Now my hair is as dark as the coal my father used to dig out
I thought I’d fly away but I fell in a hole, life ain’t all choices I found out

And I remember her, golden curls in a mess
Playing with a rubber hammer
I think there is somethin’ left, there is somethin’ left…

I was born in the country surrounded by the sky and the animals
I moved from big towns to bigger cities trapped with sad faces and closing walls

And I remember her, golden curls in a mess
Playing with a rubber hammer
I think there is somethin’ left, there is somethin’ left…

I never got used to closing the doors and I’d never pick up the scissors of the floor
Track Name: Faithful Girl Blues
I don't lie and I don't cheat on him
I love my man since the beginning
I promised to be faithful to him
God's my witness I been good to him

But late at night when I'm all alone
I dream of a man who's big and strong
I wake up and it feels so wrong
Sometimes wishin' another would turn me on

And I moan to the ceiling
But don't get confused
I'm just moanin' my old faithful girl blues

I don't lie and I don't cheat on him
I wouldn't hurt my sweet darlin'
Throw me a stone if you think it's a sin
I swear I'll always be true to him

But sometimes I moan to the ceiling
And don't get confused
I'm just moanin' my old faithful girl blues
I always used to feel like reelin'

And now I'm oh so confused
Moan, moan, moanin' my old faithful girl blues
Track Name: She
I live in a house that stands on chicken legs
I’m a young girl with old woman’s hands
I sort out the poppy seeds from the earth
Without my work there would be no colors

I know the plants that kill, I know the plants that heal
You see me in your dreams and yet I am real

I know the white knight, I know the red knight, I know the black knight
I gave birth to their three horses
Without my work there would be no colors
Without my work there would be no night or day
Turn your back on me and your whole word will turn grey

There is a skull in my house, there burns a fire
From each hole shines a light that makes you wiser

Everything that lives will die and everything that dies will live
Everything that lives will die and everything that dies will live

That’s all I got to say and now you have to go
Some things my dear are not for you to know
Without my work there would be no colors
Without my work there would be no colors.
Track Name: On The Doorstep
At night, at night my house becomes a monster
My attic is a den where lives a mighty killer
Who’s got the face of many men
At night my attic becomes a den

My garden becomes a haunted maze
With smells of evil stenches in a poison haze
A gust brings the moans and desperate whispers
Of the past victims of the monster

I stare at the dark matter - Hoping for the light (2x)
Hopelessly I flee the unknown things of the night

At night, at night my bed is my conscience’s bed
I wait like Lazarus for the light of day
A noise in the attic makes my blood cold
I cannot blink and my breath I must hold

Because I know that the night is the danger
On my doorstep is a ghost, a rapist and a killer
Maybe with the right name put on the right fear
The rapist I can kill and his ghost will disappear

It seems I’m awake but I’m afraid to see
Prisoner of terrible things that linger with me

Why does heaven turn to hell when it’s dark
All the lights are out but evil does not rest
Those visions of nightmare I cannot forget
Are a taste of the thing on my doorstep

Those visions of nightmare I cannot forget
Are a taste of the thing on my doorstep

I’m hoping for the light
Track Name: Sweet Fortune Tellin' Ma
You know I couldn’t sleep all night
Dry weepin’ and shadow boxin’
Tell me I’m gonna be alright

I think I need to come home
Sweet fortune tellin’ ma
Just long enough to wanna go again

Tell me everything will be fine
Sweet fortune tellin’ ma
Tell me we’ll all be alright
Sweet fortune tellin’ ma

They say I’m a big girl now
But I need a piece of advice
Sweet fortune tellin’ ma…tell me how

They say you only cure the fools
But sweet crazy ma’
We know how life can be cruel

Sweet fortune tellin’ ma
Tell me everythin’ will be fine
Tell me the future is bright