Polyester Heart

Polyester Heart

 Toronto, Ontario, CAN
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The Polyester Heart sound emanates from the singular drumming of Marshall Bureau and the colourful musings of Dave Marcotte. The Toronto based duo's music is an artful, affecting contortion of the modern indie pop idiom.

Biography

Lyrics

Where Are My Comrades Now?

Written By: Dave Marcotte

now that I'm bundled up where am I going?
what was that medicine that I took?
where is my shooting star? has my card expired?
am I in the wrong place?
where was my trusty wit, when I needed it?
where is my limosine?

what was that good advice that you gave me?
what was that dirty look that you gave me
when I jumped the fence at the airport
did you have to raise your voice?
you came with open arms and now you open fire
okay, I get the point

where is my bodyguard? where is my fur coat ?
where are my my comrades now?
they should see some of the things I've seen
I hope they don't believe the stories about me
I'me fighting for the cause there's money that I lost
this isn't about greed

you said that I sold out, I said I wouldn't do that

There's Darkness And There's Bits Of Light

Written By: Dave Marcotte

there's a promise I made you
that you won't let me forget
there's darkness and there's bits of light
and I'm gripping to keep you right here

there's a balance I heard of
and a way to live better I think
there's a darkness I'm drawn to
but I'm happy with you on the beach

there's a dream that was good but...
I'm awake and I'm trying my best

there's a dream that was good but...
I'm awake and I'm trying my best
there was darkness then fear and
then I woke up unconscious again

there's a darkness I'm drawn to
but there's light washing over your face
and something I'm drawn to
and I'm happy with you, I'm awake

there's a dream that is good and
I'm awake now and looking at you

there's a dream I was good in
and a promise that I'll keep to you
stay with me lately

Since We're Sitting Here

Written By: Dave Marcotte

since we're sitting here let's make some plans
tomorrow we can watch the traffic
and sleep in the day after that
sweet dreams and panic put to bed
we're coming to the good part now
there's just the right amount of noise
the incense is getting stale
you're getting anxious
and we're really just starting to talk

everything seems a bit easier now
even if there's a bit of grey in our beards
we sit around a round table
talking about "this one time"
I look at you as if to say "remember that"
and you look around as if to say:
"what is is he on about"

the clock is blurry now
don't you think it's like magic
how the time just disappeared
look at that
and you're looking at me again
like "what are you on about"
I know you're disappointed
your eyes are full but you're not talking
I looked at the stragglers in the mall
their hopes so high
hunting in packs for reassurance
fending off the disappointments

we still sit around and wait for compliments
there's never any escaping the need or the things we need

Swimming

Written By: Dave Marcotte

when the last remnants of sunrise
have hit the ground
when the last traces of sorrow
have been dismissed
you won't notice
you won't notice
you won't notice
that I can't breath

and if the last time that I'm welcome here
is today
let me get my picture taken
with the concierge
and could you just wait a few days before
you go and
tell all my friends what a back stabbing liar
I really am?

if I can stop the bleeding for just one
minute I'll try to get up and apologize
if I can walk with my legs freshly broken
I'll carry you while you catch up on some sleep
I'll try not to wake you
I know some side streets
the traffic is quieter there

try not to be startled
if you hear me crying
it's just been that kind of day
I'm beyond tired
you're beyond pissed-off
and you don't want to hear me explain
and this isn't quite
what we bargained for when we sat
naked underneath the trains
it seemed so right
there wasn't a question
but now we just swim in the blame
now we're just swimming in the blame
now we just swim in all the blame
and you won't notice that I can't breath

Mexico

Written By: Dave Marcotte

10 miles over the speed limit
driving in the hijacked van
one eye on the rearview mirror
one eye on the crumpled map

my hostage has been well behaved
even a bit friendly now
distracting me with small talk
with the gas gauge slowly going down

and I said:

Mexico is 20 miles away
Stay with me I promise you’ll be safe
Flamenco and Coronas every day
And whenever you’re tired, you can always escape

It seems like such a long time since I
Threw away the life I knew
Standing in the crossfire singing
Radiohead’s “Bullet Proof�

I’ve driven though a hundred towns now
Barely slowing for a glance
The trouble’s all behind me now
The sunshine is within my grasp

Mexico is 20 miles away
Stay with me I promise you’ll be safe
Flamenco and Coronas every day
And when the party’s over, you can always escape

Secret Handshake

Written By: Dave Marcotte

say something meaningful
paint your name on the front lawn
sit around talk about
how old we're about to be

there's a long walk that we can take
if there's time
in the mean time...

meet me in the treehouse after dinner
we can talk about details of this secret handshake

will you wait up for me
i don't want to be the one who's left behind
handstands and poetry
something that we can share

there's a long talk that we can have
if there's time
in the mean time...

meet me in the treehouse after dinner
we can talk about details of this secret handshake

Discography

Sweet Dreams & Panic EP 2007
Polyester Heart 2011

Set List

Our typical set is about 45 minutes long.

A set list might look like this:

Mexico
Where Are My Comrades Now?
There's Darkness And There's Bits Of Light
Since We're Sitting Here
Police, Fire et al.
Candy, Candy
Swimming
Secret Handshake
There's a Bus