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Chelsea Diaries

by Dead Heart Bloom

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    Immediate download of 8 song LP Chealsea Diaries in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. Download includes lyric sheet.
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    CD and artwork printed on high quality, eco friendly chipboard, designed by Siayko Skalsky. The 8 page booklet includes original photography by Boris Skalsky of New York's Chelsea neighborhood-- the inspiration for the record. CD purchase includes an immediate digital dowload of 'Chelsea Diaries' in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or a number of additional formats. Also: get free Dead Heart Bloom stickers with purchase.
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1.
Who Will You Love (free) 03:27
We were talking just the other day down by my favorite cafe and soon enough the conversation naturally turned to God again. Well, I abandoned him quite a time ago. “There’s nothing new in that,” you say, “You’ve got to lose to win.” Oh, girl, you always liked them cheap cliches. Who will you love when you’re gone? Who will you love when the savior you were promised never comes? So we went back to apartment 4H and put our heads upon the bed and all at once I had a vision of my own death and I said: Who will you love when you’re gone? Who will you love when the God they told you about gives you the gun? Someday soon you will be wandering tied to the shackles of your old age and thinking back to those New York City nights when we were wild and free of faith. Who will you love when you’re gone? Who will you love when the savior you were promised never comes? When the God they told you about gives you the gun? When the devil’s imposition finally comes? When you find yourself in hell and you belong?
2.
Chelsea Song #2 (free) 03:00
There’s a record playing down my hall, a new gothic blues that almost was, but I can’t hear all the chords. Now the record’s playing a perfect song, and what we would have done for just one, so I pick up my guitar. I won’t crawl out ever again. I won’t wait for it to begin, or cry for something that might have been. The record ends. It’s so dead and used up it won’t mend. So I won’t try anymore. We won’t sway ever again, we won’t let you fuck with our heads, or fight for something to never end. It’s not anger I’m feeling so please don’t misunderstand me when I say I don’t miss you no more.
3.
I’ve known you for many years but truly for just one and there’s a way a low moon hangs before the sun does come that’s the way I often feel when you come stumbling home to break my heart and let me down again. There’s a boy down south somewhere who’s working on his dream and climbing round the crags of youth just looking for a seam I guess a man must lose himself to know where he has been this one’s going to come away clean. There is yet another who is drifting towards his end who thinks he lost the best years of his life to someone else’s whim but lovers come and go just like a sultry summer wind and grieving for your past is no way to live. My friend and I are prisoners of our own grand designs and grasp for some salvation that will pardon both our minds but beauty is much easier to seek than it is to find I think that we’ll be looking a long, long time. Girl you’ve done so many things that still remain unseen and even Love must sometimes bow at the altar of her queen for you have mastered both the art of love and loving me and it’s about time I opened my eyes to see. Now that I’ve used up my words I hope I used them well I saved the last verse for myself in case you couldn’t tell and in the best traditions of those bards who’ve come and gone I offer you the music of my song. I give you the mercy of my song.
4.
Now that we got that summer sweat all coursing through our bones now that we got that city smut all pressing in like stones now that there’s a heat wave on, now that there’s a heat wave on, there ain’t nothing in this wide eyed world to let me down until you come around. Why give up my woe is me if its easier to be sad why forgive my home and kin if its easier to be mad ma and pa you fucked up grand, ma and pa you fucked up grand, you got me searching in a stranger’s land for something new but the city’s going to let me down like it must do. You said I’m a liar’s liar who’s whoring all his wares you said that I idealize but baby that’s nowhere yeah man I’m fucked up inside, yeah man I’m fucked up inside, stumbling home from a love affair with my wine wondering how she used up my time.
5.
There is a distance between who we are and how we live and though it’s an easy road to discern, it’s seldom bridged. We’re going to try, oh how we’ll try, but will we be wise enough to know just why? Someday our time will come like a cool clarion call then it’s a choice we’ll make either well or not at all. What will it be, what will it be, and will we be young enough to yearn and believe? There’ll come a time when we’ll be brave and self assured and all of those doubters will take back every word. But when will that be, when will that be, and will we be old enough to know what it means?
6.
Wish It Well 03:18
Last thing I remember I was running for the door to go and be an artist in that city by the shore instead I hung my bohemian dreams from a Washington Square Park tree bough and wished it well. If you keep some love inside your heart you never will grow old at least those were the last words by my mother I was told so I plucked my loving heart out whole, sent it to my mother wrapped in bows and wished it well. When I was five I told myself I’d never wind up here then I saw my days dry up for thirty two odd years I take the pale arms of my youth, stab them through the wrist with nails and wish them well. Poetry’s the poor man’s way of pouring out his heart and paying up’s how the rich man thinks he suffers for his art well I am neither rich or poor just counting up the spare change to wish it well. You can climb a height so high you can barely breath the air or sink so low in the gutter you could end up dying there well I climb neither high nor low just stuck here going nowhere and wish it well. Some men live their futures like they never had a past and others live their moments like that moment was their last but I just sit here waste my time watching taxis drive by and wish them well. New York ain’t no different than the town where I grew up just a little bit big and a little bit mean and the people don’t shut up and the fags down at the corner store are getting louder by the hour and I wish them well. Someday I will quit this life and kneel where I once stood and you will gather up my bones just like you said you would and I will do the best I can to love you like I should and wish you well.
7.
Listen well, my dear, the words you long to hear, I wrote them down quietly last night alone I’ll sing them for you here. I have loved you more than this voice could share and when I am cast to the maddening crowd I always feel you near. And before I’m through there is one more truth there’re still many things that I fear to show but they’re all meant for you.
8.
The Up and Down (free) 02:48
Now I’m up I say and I can conquer anything at least for these few hours I can hold your hand and smile so let us brave the rain and walk our city hand in hand in this our golden age. It’s nothing that the drugs won’t cure. It’s nothing that the drink won’t swallow. It’s nothing that your love won’t kill for good. Oh no, I’m down again and I don’t know when it will end it’s like running in the sand followed by those hanging men but on their gallows pole I do not wish to stand so we will both pretend. It’s nothing that the drugs won’t cure. It’s nothing that the drink won’t swallow. It’s nothing that your love won’t kill for good. Now I’m up for good at least that’s what I’m telling you so you can smile again and live life like I know you should but woman don’t you cry if I should steal away awhile for I’ll come back to you when I’m through. It’s nothing that the drugs won’t cure. It’s nothing that the drink won’t swallow. It’s nothing that your love won’t kill for good.

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2007 acoustic follow up to the debut record.

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released March 6, 2007

Written, recorded and performed by Boris Skalsky. Mastered by Ryan Smith at Sterling Sound, New York, NY. Design and layout by Siayko Skalsky.

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Dead Heart Bloom is the band formed by Boris Skalsky following the dissolution of his previous group, the Washington, DC- based Phaser quickly joined by guitarist Paul Wood. Since then, the Dead Heart Bloom live lineup has continued to evolve and includes former Longwave drummer Jason Molina. ... more

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