Datura

Datura

BandAlternativeRock

Doom Shoe-Gaze meets Folk Rock, takes her out to dinner and a movie (a scary one).

Biography

Datura's music is often an erratic stab into the blanket of genre and musical convention, the band's art is bound together by a string of despondent imagery often dealing with environmental fallout and the hopelessness of human created spaces. Peoples reaction to the constant mish-mash of sounds and styles is what interests the band the most. By playing into genres such as pop, blues, alt rock and even heavy metal. Datura finds a way to separate form from function and bring their politics and message into previously uncorrelated domains of music. Datura is a band for whom artistic excellence is the top priority. Their main goal is to contribute a unique and provocative sound to Canadian music. The band is composed of Brett Collins - bass, Kirk Holmes - vocals and guitar, Ryan Webb - percussion and Alana Young - vocals and samples. Datura looks forward to touring Canada as much as possible after the completion of their first album. Datura is a young band prided in their unique sound and Canadian heritage, they hope that their future music works to reflect these values as well.

Lyrics

Hollowed Body

Written By: Ryan Webb

Lips split to say what the mouth can't leak,
Blood shot,
Bad-lands ain't for the weak,
Well I shot, shot, shot a man...
But now I can't find water to wash off my hands.

And I've got a cent for all the men that feel down to their knees,
But if I somehow found a wishing well I'd clean my hands and be on my way

Carving achievements in stone where the dead lay dry to the bone
Beneath the cracked and dusty soil,
They grasp for water...Or a savior of sorts

Steady pace, clean prints that my foot traced
Are wiped leaving land without a trace,
No marks, no soul, no, no, oh no,
Leaving towns swabbed clean of their lives and gold.

And I've got a hollowed body,
My soul's been bought by the man who sold me these wishing beans,
I wish he'd told me that the deal's laggit before I shot him dead

Carving achievements in stone where the dead lay dry to the bone
Beneath the cracked and dusty soil,
They grasp for water...Or a savior of sorts

(Feathers part their owners,
Dream catchers dress the sky,
Twine connects the moon rocks
They sooth my batting eyes
Coyotes mouths dry and swell,
They're hungry for my rest
So I slept beneath the moon that night
while they tore my tar filled chest)

Kill Jessica

Written By: Kirk Holmes

A fallen roof top Kill Jessica,
Asleep in her room while her pictures all burnt to nothing,
Patterned paper dripped of crumbling walls,
The hallway's been dead since the staircase has cracked and fallen

Alone in the rubble, the living room's burning bright,
The door's falling down and the burnt smell of pine still lingers,
Smoking cedar convinced Jessica to go back to sleep while the flames whispered to her fingers,

Tell me not to do it or else I'll burn the roof down on this floor,
Because nothing means anything to me anymore.

Through the timber she could see the stars,
The flames licked the night as the snow floats past fallen pictures,
The floor's on fire beneath her back,
While on the ground below people watch the light like frozen figures.

Tell me not to do it or else I'll burn the roof down on this floor,
Because nothing means anything to me anymore.

The light fixtures flicker as steam rises off her skin,
To match the mist floating off of the frozen fields,
She finds a picture chard inside the frame,
A burnt memory,
Emptiness is all she feels,

Tell me not to do it or else I'll burn the roof down on this floor,
Because nothing means anything to me anymore.

Discography

Singles:"Datura"
1.) Kill Jessica
2.) St. James Infirmary Blues
3.) Hollowed Body

Set List

1.) Mosquito Halo
2.) Frost Bite and Broken Bones
3.) St. James Infirmary Blues
4.) Hollowed Body
5.) Bin of Limbs
6.) Country Death Sun
7.) Sleep Like the Dead

(Approximately 30 min. set)

Encore Choices:

Kill Jessica
Absent Northern Lights
D-A-T-U-R-A
Black and White Sunsets
Heavy, Heavy, Hawk