Furie

by Harvee

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about

Four years have passed since the well received Sink or swim, the first release for the band, with Harvee following it up with a sound that has more bite and rawness. After recording sessions filled with turmoil, what started out as a quintet soon became a quartet. The group now presents Furie, a rock album more restrained than its predecessor. Produced by Howard Bilerman (Arcade Fire, Wolf Parade, Basia Bullat) and Murray Lightburn (The Dears), this sophomore album is an energetic mix of french and english songs. Initially, the album was entirely in english, but challenged by Murray, the group decided to rewrite lyrical parts in french. Since then they've been caught in the game .

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released 01 February 2011
ENREGISTRÉ À MONTRÉAL AU STUDIO HOTEL 2 TANGO ENTRE OCTOBRE 2009 ET MAI 2010
ALBUM RÉALISÉ PAR HOWARD BILERMAN, MURRAY LIGHTBURN ET HARVEE
AVEC L’ASSISTANCE TECHNIQUE DE KIRK WIGHT & GRAHAM LESSARD
MIXÉ PAR HOWARD BILERMAN ET HARVEE
MATRIÇAGE PAR HARRIS NEWMAN
MUSIQUE ET ARRANGEMENSTS PAR HARVEE
PAROLES PAR PHILIPPE GUÉRIN ET MATHIEU DUBÉ
CONCEPTION DE LA POCHETTE : PHILIPPE GUÉRIN, SOPHIE JOUBARNE & ADAM GEE
PHOTOGRAPHIE: FRANCIS PAQUETTE
ILLUSTRATION COUVERTURE : SOURCE INCONNUE
PHILIPPE GUÉRIN CHANTE, JOUE LES GUITARES ÉLECTRIQUES/ACOUSTIQUES AINSI QU’UN SOUPÇON DE
MÉTALLOPHONE ET DE PERCUSSIONS
MARC-ANDRÉ GAGNON CHANTE ET JOUE LES GUITARES ÉLECTRIQUES
MATHIEU DUBÉ CHANTE ET JOUE LA GUITARE BASSE
NICOLAS BÉRUBÉ JOUE LA BATTERIE ET LES PERCUSSIONS
PATRICK CAZA JOUE LES SYNTHÉTISEURS ET LE PIANO
MIKE EVIN JOUE LE PIANO DANS DEANDRA ET I KEEP EVERYTHING
LA CHORALE DE LA VALLÉE CHANTE SUR PICKING UP THE COFFIN, IT’S ALRIGHT
ET I KEEP EVERYTHING

NOUS TENONS À REMERCIER TOUS CEUX ET CELLES QUI ONT PARTICIPÉ DE PRÈS OU DE LOIN À LA
CONCEPTION, L’INSPIRATION ET LA RÉALISATION DE L’ALBUM. FAMILLES, AMIS(ES), FRANCIS PAQUETTE,
JULIEN MÉNARD, MARTINE GROULX, SÉBASTIEN CHAREST, HOWARD, MURRAY, ANDRÉANNE GROULX. LA
CHORALE DE LA VALLÉE (MARIE-PASCALE REID, JULIEN MÉNARD, ROSELINE L. LEDUC, GENEVIÈVE
TURCOTTE, REINE JEANNEAU). UN MERCI SPÉCIAL À HUU NGHI QUACH ET FRANCIS PAQUETTE SANS QUI
FURIE N’AURAIT PU VOIR LE JOUR.

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Track Name: Échelle #9
Petits drames, nuits de charmes,
Never seemed so long, since you moved your pawn
Malgré les tempêtes, malgré les tempêtes,
Ton grand coeur à la fête ne pourra disparaître

Un beau soir d’automne, grisé par le rhum…
Your light is here, you are the falling star
Belle étoile, tu brilles fort dans ton ciel disparu,
Tu m’mèneras à bon port
Même si j'te revois plus

You said life's too short to be counting rhymes
Hurlons comme des bêtes, sur tous les toits qu’on t’aime !
Et qu’on chante à tue-tête ! Tonnent les guitares !
Que la joie s'déchaîne sur le glas qui sonne...
Track Name: Behave Elijah Behave
Abraham was cold, Elijah was old, but nothing in between stood there to behold
Then again flashes of an unborn child, once loved and so soon forgotten
Then again flashes of an unborn child, so soon forgotten
Abraham was cold, Elijah was old, but nothing in between stood there to behold
Hey, Elijah, would you behave for Christ’s sake?


All the roads sont closes
C'est en attendant
Des ennuis plein le vent
Tu finis par manquer d'temps, Elijah, would you behave?

All the roads were closed
Spending too much time
Drinking too much wine
Wasting too much time
Hey, Elijah, would you behave for Christ’s sake?

Drawing figures counting rhymes, but it looks something might be wrong in his head
Spinning circles hovering up above his head...but Elijah you must learn to behave.

All the roads sont closes.
C'est en attendant
Des ennuis plein le vent
Tu finis par manquer d'temps, Elijah, would you behave ?
Les appels s'envolent,
T'as 2 frères qui pardonnent
Mais les mots, eux, résonnent

Selling tickets, throwing roses, arguing whether you should spend the night with her
Then again, you should ask yourself 'bout the cooking eggs and the girl that's wasted in your bed
Hey, Elijah, would you behave?
Track Name: It’s alright
“The night is yours and you and I are young”
She watched her man sail away at sea
She pushed the sailor far beneath the sun
Like an angel riding far away at dawn
Washed by the horizon, gone away

he said : I'll be back with a million fish tonight
She sketched a smile and gracefully waved her hand
Well the net was cast and the bait was thrown away
And the storm rose up, kept coming back for more
Même si la nuit tombe et la saison prend fin
reste plus que la veuve en chagrin


Though the night may fall and the season ends,
all there is left is a crying widow,
it's alright it's alright.

Bridge;
It’s said his wife will only wait 'till the wind drifts the sailor to the coast
que le vent porte le marin sur la cote
And the moon will light the path and her arms, wide open dans l'attente qui tressautent
Et c'est pourquoi, he hasn’t sold his soul
For now he’s riding up the seven seas, for now he’s riding for her

Et s'enfonce au silence sans merci
Sans sirène ni douce mélodie
sa promesse, entre toutes, était honnête
But....he won't be coming back in time tonight
Track Name: I keep Everything
Audrey y'a longtemps que j'ai perdu ta longueur d'onde
Autrefois ta voix me parvenait de notre monde
Tant pis si t'essaies de me chasser de tes pensées
Et puis tant pis si ton rire à jamais s'est poussé
Y'a tant de grandes histoires dont la fin est laide
Mais ta grâce si souvent sillonne mon corps et l'obsède
Tapi dans un trou, je vois combien la pente est raide
T'es ma dame adamantine, j'aurais dû tout prendre sans en laisser
Te prendre sans te laisser

I keep everything you say
I keep everything from you
I keep everything, yes I will
I will keep everything from you


Audrey, oh belle Aude,
Y'a un tueur à tes trousses
Prends garde, belle enfant, de peur de t’blesser dans ta course
Dans la nuit ton grand souffle
Durera-t-il jusqu'à l'aube?
Avant que tu embrasses le sort, ma furie,
Je cesserai d'me mentir, me donnerai dans un cri
Tes joues, ta bouche, tes yeux, ton charme fou m'enchaînent
Et parmi la foule y'a qu'un sourire dont j'ai envie
J'aurai mis tant d'ombre sur la flamme de ma vie
And you said, baby, no

I keep everything you say
I keep everything from you
I keep everything, yes I will
I will keep everything from you
Track Name: Deandra
This year the days are growing older
and tonight the hours are growing late
to fell the pain we're running after
and you my dear you've only been a' shining.
But tonight, these sentiments, are slowly growing stronger

oh Deandra, the steps are getting steeper
and my lover, you might as well be lighter
the fall, your wings, your feathers, so much
if you try and fly you might as well be happier
but tonight, please come with me, to this lonely wooden tower

I was holding the seeds of light in my hand
carving the names of ancestors and friends
pictures like ours must stand out in time
and you and I must rise that night
but tonight, these sentiments are only growing hotter

I was holding the seeds of light in my hand
carving the seeds of ancestors and friends
they've been calling us home hmmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
you and I will raise a perfect picture.
Track Name: Joshua and the aligators
He said : “ Come back baby you can dance with me.
It seems like only yesterday you were here with me.
Hiding in dark alleys, roaming my mind.”
Season the nights as the cops drove by.
I was there when they got away,
It’s frozen in my mind

It was 6 in the morning on the tenth of july
Joshua had a hunch, it was raining outside.
He said: “come baby please, leave your beauty aside
We’ve got plenty of hostiles and no time to hide
I was there when they got away,
It’s frozen in my mind

Ever since they were only ten
Fooling around like fallen leaves
they've been acting like nothing was planned
or maybe, baby, it’s just me

Now he’s on the run with a heart left behind
Her mother always said there was no joy to find
She said : “I don’t mind mom all your stories mom”
and went, driving in the night on this tenth of july
I was there when she got away
It’s frozen in my mind

Ever since they were only ten
Fooling around like fallen leaves
they've been acting like nothing was planned
or maybe, baby, it’s just me

Cops on their trail and sand on the plate
In comes the mercenary with their face on a stand
He said : “surrender the girl and you’ll be spared tonight”
and went driving in the night on this tenth of july
I was there when they got away
It’s frozen in my mind

Ever since they were only ten
Fooling around like fallen leaves
they've been acting like nothing was planned
or maybe, baby, it’s just me
Track Name: Je Divague
Malade, je largue tous mes trésors
Je dépose les armes, je me fane
Mes murailles s’affaissent, le sort me damne
Je dépose les armes, me décharne

J’ai tant d’choses à te dire, je m’ennuie !
Vois mon coeur qui se scinde
Ton départ le scie
Et je divague ! Et je divague !

Un mince fil vert de lumière dans l’air d’automne qui luit
Je reprends les armes, je m’acharne

J’ai tant d’choses à te dire, merci !
La vie brûle, je l’empoigne
Tout commence ici
Où je divague ? Où je divague?
Track Name: Celebrate your heart
Falling roof, baby, they don't understand
How good it's like running with a blade... sharp and shiny
Falling roof, clearly we've been mistaken
They thought flying was meant for birds and feathers

You know, something's real and I got to celebrate your heart
You know what I feel and I got to celebrate your heart

Quand nos bouches soudées font encore des leurs…
Quand nos corps couchés vont vers les hauteurs…
Quand nos bouches soudées font frémir la sphère…
Délices enlacées, glaciers solaires…

Falling roof like the sinking of a promised land
But the charms of your hands felt like a marching band
There's nothing wrong in telling how I want you all
Or where this fire can find a bed for it to feed

You know, something's real and I got to celebrate your heart
You know what I feel and I got to celebrate your heart
Track Name: Wrestlers of time
We'll be wrinkled
it will too late no time
condemned to kneel in front
the dead friends they were, miror they are
there is no time to wrestle time. Captain don't blow the whistle!
You know I have the drive you know I have it.
Disable the trap ahead and cut the rope around my neck
blow over the fire, convince the disbelievers
blow over the fire, convince the disbelievers

Celebrate young girl we overthrew these hooded shapes
one of them told me to run your heart clasped in one hand
I ran until sadness came back at me
no matter the words they found the ones to hold me back, hidden...darkened by my voice.
But we overthrew them..run
didn't we? run run
we overthrew them run
didn't we? run run run.

(Could never figure out what I sang in there)

Like an emperor on a throne, incense in my hair,
I had the world's most famous aroma
I gnaw those bars to get away
with proud, I heard enchanted paths I should have taken....roaring regrets now
disarmed soldiers disordered borders and I fall from her ladder
they fortunately punctured my eyes now
I missed the fall
still felt the cold wind
they burned your hair,
I smelled the in the air
Track Name: Sergio
You know it's true
The sky and fire are her parade.
I know you don't care,
meaning you face the gallow and the rains

I don't understand
Those sixteen candles may be burning fast.
Your mind went dashing numb
meaning you can dance or baby you can go.

You know it's true, you know it's true
so you rise, so you lie, so you spy into the night

Chorus 1

then she said:
Don't you crawl to me
Pray for mercy and ask me to
open up those doors for you
boy enough playing with my mind.

I don't have the time
for sexy lies so I let it go
The sun can't shine boy down below,
so Baby you can dance or baby you can go


You know it's true, you know it's true
so you rise, so you lie, so you spy into the night
Track Name: Fantôme de nuit
Oh, mon dieu, j'en suis où ?
Notre film, j’en ai perdu des trop grands bouts
Pourquoi t’es partie ? Tout est flou
Et j’erre sur l’écran qui se dissout
Et s’envole sans une trace

Oh, des scènes où tu joues
J’en imagine n’importe où
Je peins des tableaux
Où je vais sans peine, où tu es mienne

Quand les champs grandissent devant nos yeux,
Que le vent pousse notre feu,
Toi, tu me fais la paix
Si j’étais moins discret
J’éclaterais

Ce soir, hante-moi,
Mon fantôme de nuit c’est toi
De mon plein gré, je n’oserais te retrouver
En m’ôtant la vie,
Voilà tout
Track Name: Picking up the coffin
Y'a 2 jours 3 nuits que Virgil est parti
Seul parmis les rangs
La peur ancrée au coeur, la fierté grande aussi
Le devoir est pressant
Au loin là bas
Continuant son combat oh oh oh oh
Will they be picking up the coffin? Picking up the coffin.
Vont-ils porter le jeune homme en terre
Y'a 2 jours 3 nuits que Virgil est parti

It was a poor boy's fate, from the battle to the grave
and get your knife out poor boy, it is needless to say

Et le but qu'il poursuit l'éloigne de ses amis
De son monde, de ses parents
Les pleurs doux de sa soeur, les sanglots de sa mie...
Les adieux furent déchirants
Au loin là bas
Continuant son combat oh oh oh oh
Will they be picking up the coffin? Picking up the coffin.
Vont-ils porter Virgil en terre
Y'a 2 jours 3 nuits que Virgil est parti

It was a poor man's fate, from the battle to the grave
and get your knife out poor boy, it is needless to say