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Third album from acclaimed songwriter and score composer Richard Lewis. A fixture on the Paris live circuit, Lewis effortlessly blends a range of influences from jazz, avant-rock and ambient to folk and electronica over ten captivating and atmospheric tracks. Seductive, assured and laid back, You Are Here is his most coherent and fully-realised work to date.

"In a whirlwind of creativity, instruments as diverse as flugelhorn, flute, violin, double bass and banjo, along with spikes of electronica and tribal percussion, all mix with a certain spontaneity, but no less ingenuity. This third personal album brings elegance and audacity together with sheer class to produce ten original pieces, in which the voice is more than just a supplement to compositions of unbearable talent!"

Fred Delforge
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"Exiled recently in Paris, Englishman Richard Lewis took the time to bring with him in his luggage his taste for the crossover between styles and cultures and, above all, his extreme finesse in composition. Around a solid base of piano and voice, [Lewis] constructs and deconstructs rhythms of drums, layers of violins, horns and flutes, creating a dense world, rich with melody. Fed by influences ranging by turns from classical and contemporary, pop, free jazz and folk, this new album is the summit of elegance and sophistication."

Benjamin Dierstein
Discordance
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"In 2012, {Richard lewis} wrote and composed the inspired and sculptural album You Are Here, addictive and attractive ... Lewis writes pop tunes that are sometimes minimalist, sometimes symphonic, decorated with with trombone, cello, violin, piano and orchestrated with subtle arrangements, bound-up with class and infinite talent. "

Marie-Agnès Hallé, Piggledy Pop.

"So, if you purchased the entire Tindersticks catalog, but still can’t get enough of that sound, just hit the download button on Lewis’s album. It’ll give you your fix of moody vocals, heart-full-of-sorrow strings, and edge of heartbreak ambiance. Good stuff, and catchy as hell, too."

David Sumner, eMusic

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released March 31, 2012

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Flugelhorn, trumpet: Jean-Baptiste Bridon. Soprano Saxophone, flute: Jean-Hervé Michel. Violins: Laurence Freund. Musical saw: Nicolas Virani. Drums {8}: Sébastien Haupais. Double bass: Marc Gontelli. Piano, Fender-Rhodes, organ, guitars, electronics, banjo, hurdy gurdy, drums, percussion: Richard Lewis. Voices: Richard Lewis. Abigail Boucher {3}. Chanèze Kamoun {6}. Kotoko Osumi-Sutherland {9}.

Written and produced by Richard Lewis, except {2}, {10} produced by Richard Lewis and Brian Wilshere. Sébastien Haupais' drums recorded at Basement Studios, Paris. Session producer: Nick Buxton. Cover art by Angela Lewis. Design by delevine.co

The song Anomie features extracts from 'Perles de rêve' by Jean Courdil, read by Ceres, Ezwa and Nadine Eckert-Boulet. Samples in the public domain from Librivox.org.

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FINALLY: long-awaited live album documenting various line-ups of the Richard Lewis Band in Paris. Coming soon ...

NEW 2017: A major new work by Brian Wilshere with the Brno Philharmonic orchestra. Music for Strings.

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Track Name: Anomie
all unbound
you find it embarrassing
when the winds have blown you
cinders and tumbleweed
from the lost and found
of places that love denied
pound for pound
unsound

town to town
you move without memory
when the birds have flown
there are things you won't throw away
so you gather round
these pirates and castaways
a paradise
unfound

Que seras-tu, perle éphémère ?
À l'aurore, vierge chimère,
Je serai nuage d'azur.

and the sun goes down

Que seras-tu, larme tremblante ?
À la première aube troublante,
Je m'envolerai rêve d'or.

and the sun goes down

and you cried in the marshes
and you cried in the fields
and you cried for your roses
and you know how it feels
to be tied to a promise
that you can't hope to keep
and it burns out your daylight
and it darkens your sleep

and the sun goes down

so you've gone to ground
with your jasmine and cedarwood
but the wind still calls you
on a bus ride to anomie
and i'm still here

extract from 'Perles de Rêve' by Jean Courdil
Track Name: Row the boat
wings of solid gold
made skin and bone
you know it's all in the mind

so, so now you know
the way it goes
it's not a zero sum

row the boat row the boat
row the boat ashore

bring your boughs of birch
and thresh them clean
with money, salt and ash

carve your vessel wide
embrace the tide
and let the trade winds blow

row the boat row the boat
row the boat ashore

you, you touch my home
i'll beat you down
and let your blood run cold

prophets false and kings
of mystic things
i've left their bones for the wolves

row the boat row the boat
row the boat ashore

and what of the glory
what of the rapturous light
was it worth all the heartbreak
did you fight the good fight

did the good go without you
did you wake up alone
with no one to hold you
and no one to phone

and you put all your trust in
a charlatan's web
and he left you to the fires
till your faith starts to ebb

cause you bet all my money
on a talisman's kiss
now you're left in the end-days
with the dregs and the piss

row the boat row the boat
row the boat ashore
Track Name: Bruise of anemones
you're home on a saturday
not quite where you want to be
the bruise of anemones
the souvenirs of spring

something on the radio
tells you you don't want to go
you hold it like the residue
of a summer you lost

something makes you want to stay
it's nagging at the perfect day
afraid time will run away
before it's begun

home on a saturday
not sure where you want to be
and all that you bring to me
i once brought to you

and it's hard when you don't want to go
but the bird is already loose
you feel that you'll never know
the rules no one teaches you

so you try, you experiment
wondering where the magic went
decanting years of sediment
that turned joy to clay

in another time and another town
you'll find ways to break the ground
and all that you bring to me
i once brought to you

and it's hard when you don't want to go
but the ribbon is already loose
you feel that you'll never know
the rules no one teaches you

so you pack up your troubles
leave home for the wolves
young soldiers of fortune
forged in mill green

through playgrounds and corridors
they'll lash at your wings
they'll tar you and beat you
till you feel their sin

till promises given
in halcyon and hearth
now banished from heaven
fall deep in the earth

till all your green meadow
is sallow and cold
they'll rend it with buckshot
and sell you for gold

still you shamble at midnight
in green verdure
bright star of the ancients
whose light is still pure

with ballad and bugle
and weary of word
you'll fight on the coal face
till your voice is heard
Track Name: Seven swans
spring, an open well
of waters past
build your broken things
a wooden raft
of willow and aster
freed under the stars
the song of seven swans
Track Name: Nobody's fool
sing on, sing my bonny bird
life is so long
sing on, sing my bonny bird
and right all our wrongs
sing on, sing my bonny bird
life can be cruel
but sing on till your truth is heard
you're nobody's fool
you're nobody's fool

you're so young
you're so young
you don't know how life works
it's so petty
so damaging
bet you wish you were here

ring out, ring the bonny bell
in single file
learn how to do as you're told
you'll be here a while
feathers torn from your wings
sullied and sold
sing on, sing to be strong
you'll right all our wrongs
cause we can't all be wrong

you're so young
you're so young
you don't know how life works
it's so petty
so damaging
this is the way we live
we're grown up
we're grown up
she'll pull our whole house down
it's so selfish
so damaging
bet you wish you were here
Track Name: Stars
back then the dream was simpler
around the block we go
jaded and dislocated

sold on a faulty promise
of caramel and flowers
the rug pulled from underneath me

the swearing of legal chagrin
the gathering of storms
the lawyers and judges take their piece

the malice of others shocks me
the need to snuff our all your stars
but i believe in stars

how many times will we try
before we turn to stone
it seems to last forever

the public displays of rancour
the spilling of poison blood
that takes us so far from heaven

the serving of legal heartbreak
so perfectly organised
the lawyers and judges take their piece

a perfect manipulation
designed to snuff out all your stars
but I believe in stars

the beach, the flowers
the passing of hours
the nights alone
the tin box of stones
the promise, the keys
the dust on the breeze
the lanterns at sunset
the moths and the flames

I believe in stars
Track Name: Crossing
bring a bonny boatman
across the spanish main
far away from sorrow's tears
through muir and moss
love will come to us
Track Name: Tainted
here's our promised haven
frost in spring
some uneasy laughter

the wives they cast
the doors wide open
with wheaten loaves
fire and sleet

tainted
fallen harder

leaves fall all among
her twisted hair
and breed deceit
the lash of hale

tainted
fallen harder
Track Name: Where the willows grow
a shadow of a former soul
green grow the rushes o
he moves among the empty rooms
and wild blows the wind

he wrestles with impermanence
green grow the rushes o
and broken days that don't make sense
and wild blows the wind

雨ニモマケズ
風ニモマケズ
雪ニモ夏ノ暑サニモマケヌ
丈夫ナカラダヲモチ
慾ハナク
決シテ瞋ラズ
イツモシヅカニワラッテイル

his eyes are damp with memories
green grow the rushes o
a pocket full of autumn leaves
and wild blows the wind

she used to catch them as they fell
green grow the rushes o
and make a wish, a magic spell
and wild blows the wind

アラユルコトヲ
ジブンヲカンジョウニ入レズニ
ヨクミキキシワカリ
ソシテワスレズ
野原ノ松ノ林ノ蔭ノ
ミンナニデクノボウトヨバレ
ホメラレモセズ
ソウイウモノニ
ワタシハナリタイ

there's a place I know
where the willows grow
you know it too
you know it too

you want to go
where the river flows
of course you do
of course you do

I hope you know
that when you go
you'll always be
a part of me

through every leaf
on every tree
and every root
inside the earth

you want to go
where the cypress grow
of course you do
they forced you to

the southern sun
will burn your skin
you mustn't cry
you mustn't cry

just spread your wings
into the sky
and learn to fly
and learn to fly

through every leaf
on every tree
you'll always be
a part of me
Track Name: Ghost of gold
sleep tight, silver sister
the moon is bright
the wind's a whisper
your mother's at the altar cold
whistling for the ghost of gold
the ivy creeps
along the parquet

all the while baby sleeps
nothing seems to matter
all the while baby sleeps
nothing seems to matter

stand firm, silver sister
the flesh is weak
the skin will blister
women, children
young and old
cry for anguish
weep for cold
cloaked in prayer and
catechism

all the while baby sleeps
nothing seems to matter
all the while baby sleeps
nothing seems to matter