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BE KEPT

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1.
i guess they had it when they said i was a simple man but even simple men can try a complicated plan blue sky above me crazy this was lovely blue sky above me green grass around me body on the ground, see blue sky above me i can’t watch you play bourgeois, i’ve had too much to drink i can’t keep you happy, all sweet maidens are extinct and i can’t say i’m damaged, that’s just lazy monochrome but i caaaaaaaaan i can flee in longing to a frigid libertine and i can give another every bit that’s left of me i can still remember every painting, every poem but i caaaaaaaaan this was happiness, i’ll take all these things that are on your desk, tell me ohhhh signs of loving care, break into your house, shadowy despair, tell me ohhhh the table and the bed, all the places that ownership was bred, tell me woaahhh but the tragedy is that you and me are just like anyone else blue sky above me crazy this was lovely crazy, you were lovely i guess i’ve learned that i am capable of giant lies and it is in that spirit that i do apologize
2.
i was built to strike the hours my sweet pendulum wake up wake up mercy is screaming a sudden cuckoo roman numerals i was born in these walls, i’ll die in these walls drowning in the gears take time, we’re counting slow to fifty-nine then one more tick tock, i am nothing but a clock nothing but a clock i was built to strike the hours my sweet pendulum wake up wake up mercy is screaming a sudden cuckoo roman numerals, check out roman new......... i was born in these walls, i’ll die in these walls drowning in the gears drowning in the gears
3.
Nice Lunch 02:59
oooh angela, you know they dropped the bomb (open up, remember me?) wipe the rain off your nose and you say the last words that you’ll say to me you tip your cards, tip your cards i can see what’s in your hand it’s been so long since you ate stop, listen to what i say now oh, you’ve turned the predator to prey now run, and try to get away now, let the outside in (i’m so hungry, empty tummy, i’m so hungry, baby you look so yummy) ooooh you never will eat a part of me
4.
Drownings 03:20
dig in the ground, not looking for blue sky but for the silver dollar that lays buried there my hands older by ten or so years then when i planted it it’s a token, a rusty metaphor to put in your hands so i can show you but this garden’s only rich with seeds and roots so coin poor what do you want? i ask cos i can take everything, everything and give it to you what can i say? i ask i’ll take all the words and all the notes, all the notes they’re all for you these perfect props are not what i’m looking for ‘cause nothing is harmless anymore ‘cause every adjective comes with opposites i kept it so i could be kept
5.
oh there it is brewing deeply inside of me such an evil philosophy if only the good die young then i know why i remain in this world so alive i’m surrounded by spider webs, insect eyes and all other follies of the wise i’m half-starving, half-satisfied, all the while choose between morality and style pour us down the tubes ‘cause you chose this we’re racing to confuse it’s not quite clear who’ll die, this time, inside the freedom that we found the fantasy we found oh there it is brewing deeply inside of me such an evil philosophy if only the good die young then i know why i remain in this world so alive i’m surrounded by spider webs, insect eyes and all other follies of the wise i’m half-starving, half-satisfied, all the while choose between morality and style pour us down the tubes ‘cause you chose this we’re racing to confuse it’s not quite clear who’ll die, this time, inside but i’ll... you will, you will, you will fall you will you will spin out when i catch you you will spin out... etc. the freedom that we found
6.
Novel 02:04
the fifteenth chapter, gotta read faster, and i can’t handle this, gendered protagonist courage and discipline, a curvy heroine, am i too blind to see, shapeshifter’s tricking me i’m the mother figure, giving and nurturing i’m going home, can’t go home, i’m away from home, i wanna go home i know just what to expect my life is a hero’s quest
7.
can i weld these paper folds to flat without burning all the red and blue? and though we’re not an army i know what to do i have seen the gasoline burn and i know the power of the sun and i’ve stuck my hands outside a moving car is it cliche if maybe i say i’m spinning? you and me, something’ll be around again never again is only a friend i keep near go away then suddenly i’m around again you can follow compass to the north but you’re better off looking for starts cos the compass goes full circle there you are i have seen the gasoline burn tried to find the water on the moon which direction does the revolution take you? not forward or back like a pinwheel we go around and around round and round
8.
kitty, i know that you miss me, know you wanna kiss me are these blockages or possibilities what’s a boy to do? autobiography, let’s play at photography if i sing a song, oh kitty will you follow me what’s a boy to do? don’t give up so easy take it or leave it come on and begin with me take it or leave it won’t give up ‘til you sing with me what is the by-product of your production logic? do you want to start it, or do you want to stop it? what’s a boy to do? you get away from me, then you get so friendly i don’t want to hurt you, i want to hurt an enemy what’s a boy to do? offer’s on the table i sing a song you sing along i sing a song you sing along you were a genius all along you were an enemy all along
9.
Cavalry Call 03:18
so expected i’m in mourning will i forget can i ask will you come home if i’m home i’m home can i fight enemies i’ve never seen can i miss someone that i’ve never met it’s maybe a dream but it’s all that i have so can i ask? will you come home if i’m home i’m home i try to be a grownup i try to play the part but every blonde girl in a short skirt breaks my heart i’ve been waiting for twenty-six years when will you come home to me? a private without a captain a captain without a major a major without a brigadier a brigadier without a general this is war a lonely war i try to be a grownup i try to play the part but every single person that up and walks by just breaks my heart i’ve been waiting for twenty-six years when will you come home to me?
10.
i wanna get warm (but i need to get cold before i can get warm) i’ve broken my tones (along with every other bone in my entire skeleton) this coffee is cold (and all the china’s glued, these hairlines fractures) but it’s not alone (everything here was once broken) (everything has been repaired, oh everything has been repaired) once broken (made stronger) bruised apple (tastes sweeter)
11.
after all this lasting vision, so great, so small there is only one thing left to say i will, i will, i will i’m out of the woods, and into the swamp but i will trudge on to make it through please don’t forget... promises cat out of the bag, cos the bag is torn words flow like water on to the page here’s the last stage, i’m making promises i will be the one to lose i will be the one to lose this time carved into the trunk of a tree, into my tombstone i will be the one lose this ventriloquist is feeling sick another dummy parrots the words but tries to keep, y’know so i harmonize in threes and fives pushing the sevens into last place to save some face, to keep my promises i will be the one to lose i will be the one to lose this time carved into the trunk of a tree, into my tombstone i will be the one lose
12.
someone’s telling me to stay the times we’ve had have not been bad home again, it seems so soon nothing’s changed, but it’s not the same people dancing all around just relax, just the facts soon i’ll go where i belong don’t be mad, it’s just a song there’s a reason everything is boarded up there’s a reason why tim horton’s never shuts only one reason why we’d ever go downtown but oh, there’s a reason we left follow hometown pride to here it’s time you know, for a show they think there’s a phoenix here from the past, in the ash there’s a reason everything is boarded up there’s a reason why tim horton’s never shuts only one reason why we’d ever go downtown but oh, there’s a reason we left
13.
Last Words 03:52
dad, this cell is cold or just the knowledge that it’s almost time i am guilty hard i understand blood drips from my hands i promised that i’d go out on a joke give a laugh so this one’s for you, the greatest joke in death, i’ll be free friends, applaud, the comedy is finished but i’m turning into god turning into god

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released September 15, 2010

Recorded April, May, and June 2010. Drums recorded at The Hive Creative Labs. Everything else recorded in apartments, bedrooms, hotel alleyways, and over the telephone. Mixed by Colin Stewart. Mastered by Stuart McKillop.

Devon Lougheed - Guitar, Bass, Piano, Vocals
Luke Cyca - Drums, Bass, Vocals
Tegan Ceschi-Smith - Violin
Jacquie Neville - Vocals (1,7)
Brandi Sidoryk - Vocals (3,5,13)
Donne Torr - Vocals (9,11)
Sierra Yakimchuck - Vocals (2,12)
Jillian Cyca - Vocals (6)
Aaron MacInnis - Sax

(C) 2010 Devon Lougheed (SOCAN). (P) 2010 Devon Lougheed & Luke Cyca. All Rights Reserved.

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beekeeper Vancouver, British Columbia

beekeeper is an indie post-pop power trio from Vancouver. We play danceable, singable, thinkable tunes. We meld dissonance and odd time signatures with beautiful pop hooks and male/female three-part harmonies. Our live show is quirky, unpredictable, and musically satisfying. It is not rare for our sets to end with the entire audience on stage. ... more

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