Susanna Berivan

by Susanna Berivan

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"Susanna Berivan has got the blues. But really. And if we now speak in categories such as deep and real we are absolutely serious about it and venture far out into post-meta territory. Susanna Berivan is from Berlin but she lives in Leipzig. On stage she stands alone, in black, with a weathered acoustic guitar, frowning her Frida-Kahlo-eyebrows, singing, hurting and trumpeting into the long reverb. Lamenting, bewitching, bedazzling. Melancholic is for softies, this is the real deal. Of course her sound is full of references. Blues, as stated before, Americana, alternative country, folk and soul. 50s and 60s, Camp and Tarantino. Maybe in a previous life Susanna Berivan went on a road trip through the southern states of America, in her ’64 Thunderbird, working in a remote diner, reading dime novels, watching the bird migrate to Mexico. We don’t know that. But the retrospective, the stylistic and the contextual aspects, which often render this type of music interesting today, surrender to her performance, her charisma and most importantly: her voice. Susanna Berivan’s blues is really just blue. And it will get you (...)." TORSTRASSEN FESTIVAL 2014

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released September 17, 2015

Recorded at TONBRAUEREI in Berlin/ Germany by Thies Neu and at X Studios in Kaluga/ Russia by Igor Kondrashin, co-engineered by Yuka Yu, 2013. Arrangements, mixing and production by Susanna Berivan and Thies Neu. Mastered by Alex Theisen, ULTRATON, 2013. Executive producer Dmitry Plotko. All songs written by Susanna Berivan. Artwork by Jemek Jemowit and Susanna Berivan © & ℗ 2015 Susanna Berivan. All rights reserved. www.susannaberivan.com

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Susanna Berivan Berlin, Germany

"(..) her sound is full of references. Blues, as stated before, Americana, alternative country, folk and soul. 50s and 60s, Camp and Tarantino. Maybe in a previous life Susanna Berivan went on a road trip through the southern states of America, in her ’64 Thunderbird, working in a remote diner, reading dime novels, watching the bird migrate to Mexico. (...)." TORSTRASSEN FESTIVAL 2014 ... more

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Track Name: When You Are Hungry
WHEN YOU ARE HUNGRY

And then
when you are hungry
then you will come around
And they will cook whatever
in their house is there to be found

but they don’t know
when you’re full, you go
without making a sound

and when the wind is blowing
then you’ll be dropping by
and they will light the oven
and let you come inside

but they don’t know
that you hit the road
as soon as you’re warm and dry

J O H N N Y, why
are you so cruel
to all the girls from Whatapity
don’t you hear them cry

and then
when you need money
you come to see your dames
and they will call you honey
and you’ll call them the same

but they don’t know
that you call them so
’cause you forgot their names

J O H N N Y, why
are you so cruel
to all the girls from Whatapity
don’t you hear them cry
Track Name: King Of The Sun
KING OF THE SUN

You’re the king of the sun
you decide
what’s right
and left undone

golden rays, you burn you shine
you wear a crown
and down
you draw a line

you’re the king but you’re
broken
under your snakeskin
robe

you’re a star up in the sky
but it’s a curse
the universe
is cold

so cold

and every boy and girl
knows your name

how will they cry
when you leave them all alone
Track Name: Cracked
CRACKED

I am standing here
facing you
and got my chest all cracked

you ran me over
three steps forward
and then five steps back

I know that you can do better
way better than you did
you wrote me grown up letters
and now you’re acting like a kid

honey, my baby
sweetheart, you are still my baby-blue
but the way you’re acting really
does make me tired of you

I know that you can do better
way better than you did
you wrote me grown up letters
and now you’re acting like a kid
Track Name: Schoolgirl
SCHOOLGIRL

I'll dress like a schoolgirl
and I’ll drink tea
I'll dress like a vamp
and I will drink whisky

but only you
know me true

I'll dress like a good girl
and I'll behave, too
dress like a bad one
and I'll know what to do

but only you
know me true

how could I be so careless
and be so cold
how can I be so young and
acting so old

like a story told

I'll be laughing and drinking
I'll meet my friends
and they might be asking
how I do alone, again

and I might be saying
saying I'm fine
but there ain't no use of pretending
you are always on my mind

I used to say, there's flowers
and cowboys
and that is the way
that I like it to be

now, you
were my cowboy
and I became a flower
when you looked at me

how could I be so careless
and be so cold
how can I be so young and
acting so old

like a story told

so, if I'm a schoolgirl
why don't I learn
and if I'm that vamp
why won't I burn

when I'm the cutter
why do I feel
and if I'm a wound
when will I heal

in time
Track Name: Shooting Butterflies
SHOOTING BUTTERFLIES

My child, my beauty
forever, your face
in the sun and in the nighttime
in the stars and silver haze

you are so beautiful
too light
too light

so, I’m shooting butterflies
for you, my child
i'm shooting them
one by one, for they
got us flying too high

gloomy you look at me
and only tears reveal your face
this sad is so very beautiful

you have understood
you have seen
and felt

so, I’m shooting butterflies
for you, my child
i'm shooting them
one by one, for they
got us flying too high
Track Name: Yellow Moon
YELLOW MOON

Yellow moon
hanging low
tell my love
I had to go

to the shore
over indigo
to where no man can lead me
no man can follow

yellow moon
tell him that
he is so sweet
but times are bad

close my eyes
and leave this world
oh too soon
tell him not to cry
yellow moon
Track Name: Jacket
JACKET

„Sorry“
you say
just the way
you through away
a smoked cigarette
and then you look
as if you wanna go

so „sorry“
you say
just the way
you throw away
a smoked cigarette
so, I guess
I better let you go

I let you take your jacket
and lace up your shoes
and listen to your
„bye-bye-babe-
I’ve-got-the-walking-blues“

you care
you say
bluntly in my face
you lie, I gotta face
that it’s too late
for you’re looking so
already gone

and I am
looking at your facade
with all I kept
i gotta keep it
it’s too late
yea, you are looking so
already gone

I let you take your jacket
and lace up your shoes
and listen to your
„bye-bye-babe-
I’ve-got-the-walking-blues“
Track Name: Pigeon
PIGEON

Under hungry eyes walks the
pigeon down her way and she
wears her feathers
so white, white, white

on pieces walks the pigeon all
down her way and she
wears her feet
so bare, bare, bare

fall, my pigeon
you shall not fly
come on, my pigeon, you
are getting swallowed by
this night

by hundreds walk the wolves
to feathers head the wolves

wolf machines
iron bites inside you
(don´t know yet)
run, newcomer
iron eyes gonna find you
they (don´t show yet)

fall, my pigeon
you shall not fly
come on, my pigeon, you
are getting swallowed by
this night

through the night walks the pigeon all
down her way and she
glows in the dark
so white, white, white

through the night flies the pigeon all
down her way and she
let´s her view float
wide, wide, wide
Track Name: Under The Morning Sun
UNDER THE MORNING SUN

When I saw what you are able
to do under the morning sun
I could hear the seagulls laughing
down at me and the damage done

and I don’t blame them, no
I rather think they’re right
’cause seeing what a fool I’ve been
you can only laugh or cry

as I watch you hurting me to
show me just how wrong I’ve been
while God is having his breakfast
your shabbiness is to be seen

and the stars are well-off hiding
behind that grey daylight
´cause seeing what you are doing there
ain’t much of a pleasant sight

and if you ever catch me crying
and if you ever catch me blue
it is for me
and that I fell for
a nothing-good-doer like you
Track Name: The Reminder
THE REMINDER

Go! Duck and cover
the reminder is back
I don't know how he did it,
but he's been keeping track of you

so, the pathfinder
he's making his rounds
you might have thought you're free,
but he's got you bound

watch out, the ladies
watch out, their gentlemen
the pathfinder
is on his way again

say hello to the control
making you lose it
he's got a pistol and I tell you
he’s gon’ use it

go! Duck and cover
the reminder is back
I don't know how he did it,
but he's been keeping track of you

so, the pathfinder
he's making his rounds
you might have thought you're free,
but he's got you bound

go! Duck and cover
the reminder is back
I don't know how he did it,
but he's been keeping track of you

so, the pathfinder
pathfinder is back
and once this trapper has got you
he the dog and you the cat
baby