The Feverfew

The Feverfew

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Somewhere between Johnny Cash and Cat Power, there's Bethany Spiers as The Feverfew.

Biography

"The Feverfew has a sound born in the South and dragged up through the East, landed somewhere between a Brooklyn rooftop and the sea..." Begun as a moniker for her solo outing in 2003, Bethany Spiers has been writing and performing for over a decade. Her first album, "Apparitions," was released on Eyeball Records in 2004, and she has since embarked on seven completely self-booked national tours, playing everywhere from hardcore and punk shows in basements and bars, to singer-songwriter circles in quiet coffeehouses and indie rock clubs. Drawing comparisons to Cat Power, Ida and Jolie Holland, The Feverfew has attracted fans of indie rock, pop and folk alike. Look for the new album, "The Owl & the Mirror," in 2008.

Lyrics

Home (again)

Written By: Bethany Spiers

oh this man, this man, this man of mine
he's got more nickels than he's got dimes
so we climb aboard the ferris wheel
and spin until our wounds are healed
he found me out in bakersfield
drunk and asleep behind the wheel
while somewhere the trees just sit and wait
and curse your name as you hesitate

oh mister, mister, mister grouch
has an angry crooked sort of mouth
he eats and sleeps and guards the gate
puts breakfast on his dinner plates
and hates the way i wear my hair
and beats me up but i don't care
he loves me when i look my best
and turns away when i undress

my limbs won't move without the grease
like i need you to rescue these
little eggs i've left behind
like i'd give you up to make you mine
oh this man, this man, this man of mine
he's got more nickels than he's got dimes
so we climb aboard the ferris wheel
and spin until our wounds are healed

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Written By: Bethany Spiers

It’s snowing on a Monday as I am driving home. And the guilt begins to creep up from the ones I’ve left alone. And on this road their bodies still hang up in the air, between the birch’s branches where I last left them there. There are palm prints on my window from her hands out in the cold. Now four years have gone by here and I have gotten old.

And you said yourself that I’m falling towards the sun. Like I disguise myself to make you forget I’m the one. Like this was just a trap I built and you are just a game I won. But I don’t want to run.

I remember counting white beads as I sat in wooden pews, where I laid down my confessions. And I said a prayer for you because it’s harder in December. And it’s harder in the cold. And it’s hard not to remember all the lies that we have told late at night, shifting shape under florescent light.

The spray paint spelled “SALVATION,” but I knew you wanted more. So I paint myself in blue light. And I unlock all the doors because the city’s getting smaller. And I don’t know where to go. And I spent my only dollar hoping maybe you would know.

By Now

Written By: Bethany Spiers

You said you had nothing to say
And it's bad but I like it that way
Holding regret at my side
Taking success without pride
Just get in the car
I wanna go for a ride

And you go
so slow
that I might know
by now

The letters all twisted and curled
trapped in the hands of a girl
who knows the words by heart
So is this the end or the start
Should I give up and let us fall apart
It seems like a lot to lose

And you go
so slow
that I might know
by now

Then you realize you're playing a game
And the rules are all subject to change
And winning is more than making her stay

And you go
so slow
that I might know
by now

Discography

"Apparitions" LP released October 24th, 2004 on Eyeball Records. The single, "Goodbye, Blue Monday," released to radio concurrently.

Set List

30-45 minute set length.