Red Horses, by Bring Prudence

Red Horses

by Bring Prudence

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1.	Painter's Wife 02:36	lyrics	buy track
Fell in love with a painter’s wife and I get it, I shouldn’t have done it. But the secondhand smoke, all his friends and their jokes - she went out, we met eyes on the stairwell. And I found them one night on the lawn by the bell eating cherries and telling me I was a riot. (Thanks!) But the way her bracelets hit my floor, I could tell she preferred something tighter. And every evening I still hear that message tone. Normally I felt so alone. And I haven’t forgotten, I’ll never forget the shine of her face and the hole in my gut. Normally I felt so whole. I’ve never been good at saying I’m sorry and I came to your door, but I never knocked. Cause I saw all your paintings through the curve of her back. You and I, we just paint different figures.
2.	In the Year 2010 (Of Our Lord) 03:01	lyrics	buy track
In the year 2010 of our Lord, I was walking past a steeple Heard a pastor calling out to me, saying he needed empty people “If you’ve got a hole inside, you better fill it up with Jesus Christ” I said “great, I’ll take two of those”, he said “very funny, would you like that with some fries?” Baby you’re a big bright star but I all I wanna do is talk to you Babe I know I’ve got cognitive dissonance but don’t you think we could handle the distance? In the year 2010 of our Lord, I was plotting my escape Slowly slipping from the dance to the bathroom I switzerlanded my way Someone grinded and someone shouted “we all look better from our other side” I said “great, I’ll take two of those” but no one heard my joke and it’s alright, it’s alright Baby you’re a big bright star but I all I wanna do is talk to you Babe I know I’ve got cognitive dissonance (I know, I know) but don’t you think we could handle the distance? Baby you’re a big bright star and I all I wanna do is talk to you Babe I know I’ve got cognitive dissonance but don’t you think we could handle the distance? Babe I know I’ve got cognitive dissonance but don’t you think we could handle the distance?
3.	Red Horses 03:37	lyrics	buy track
Jesus Christ, I turn off the light, there’s red horses shining through the night, there’s college dudes running down the line, but I’m not them, I’m not the running kind. With a name like Mary, thought you’d be more fun. Standing at the party, thought you were the one. Now I’m split in two - half of me is with you, and the other half went home. In my dream, Red River of the North, and Visigoths (they were bad with words), but I’m not them, I’m not the fighting kind, there’s red horses running through my mind. With a name like Mary, thought you’d be more fun. Driving to the drive-in, thought you were the one. Now I’m split in two - half of me is with you, and the other half went home. Cause with a name like Mary, thought you’d be more fun. Standing at the party, thought you were the one. Now I’m split in two - half me is with you, and the other half is here.
4.	Lincoln Mall 02:53	lyrics	buy track
So I followed your leaner, more Midwestern crush, left my car outside the bar, I don’t remember much, took a shot and then some pills, threw them up, heard him say a funny joke, and I laughed a lot In the bathroom stall of the Lincoln Mall he turned you over like an hourglass, pouring out the sand, you were not the same Always be yourself - well I wish that I was him. So I got back into my car, heading south, lines were blurring in my eyes - they were crossing you out country singer thinks that I should let you fly like a bird, but can you really trust someone who only uses three chords? In the bathroom stall of the Lincoln Mall He turned you over like an hourglass, pouring out the sand, you were not the same. Always be yourself - well I wish that I was him. Cause in the bathroom stall of the Lincoln Mall he turned you over like an hourglass. Sand it poured and rained, you were not the same. Always be yourself - well I wish that I was him. You said, “always be yourself” Well I wish that I was him.
5.	Bombshell 02:33	lyrics	buy track
I was a bombshell, I was standing on the edge of the stage, I not once thought of you - is that offensive to say? I went out for a break to break in my shoes and I got chocolate hornets, but they weren’t for you. Just then a time came to mind we made a definite pact - you would punish your ghosts while I went to camp. Now you write verses in the back of a van, you just wanted to play and in that way we’re the same. I’m trying to sleep on it, but sometimes it wakes me up. I’m trying not to dream about it, but sometimes I do. So you chase your horizons and I will chase mine, and if we meet at The Unicorn, that will be fine. I’ll get orchestra seats for you and your family, and after the show you can tell them I was an animal. I’m trying to sleep on it, but sometimes it wakes me up. I’m trying not to dream about it, but sometimes I do. I’m trying to sleep on it, but sometimes it wakes me up. I’m trying not to dream about it, but sometimes I do.
6.	Rita 03:23	lyrics	buy track
It was a maritime morning, I had four missed calls so I ran to her window and broke her fall. She said, “I’m sorry for trying a couple dozen of times, but I did it for the story - you know an actress never dies” Standing next to Rita wearing nothing but a beater and my arms are full of daffodils - I’m going for the kill I said “you know I’m not a player, I can hardly play guitar, but all the other girls were stand-ins, and babe, you got the part” She said her character’s British as she was making a pie Then she took off her leggings and showed me the lines (woo!) Standing next to Rita wearing nothing but a beater and my teeth are full of roses - I’m going for the kill I said “you know I’m not a player, I can hardly play guitar, but all the other girls were stand-ins, and babe, you got the part” I haven’t spoken to Rita ever since that night but if you see her on TV, tell her she did alright cause I know that she means it, every last of her lines. Just like falling out a window, you know an actress never lies. Standing next to Rita wearing nothing but a beater and my bags are full of groceries - I’m going for the kill I said “you know I’m not a player, I can hardly play guitar, but all the other girls were stand-ins, and babe, you got the part".
7.	Dark Side 03:52	lyrics	buy track
Take my hand and tell me straight what happened to the interstate? what happened to the love below? I’ve got no weirdos left to know Your hands were wet, your eyes were sore, you’ve never laughed this way before. When you get back from acting camp maybe we’ll start the band again I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side. When you get sucked into the hole and I’ve got no one left to hold, I’ll wait for you to come down from above when I’ve got no weirdos left to love I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side. I know you’ve got a real dark side.
8.	Coal Miner's Son 03:20	lyrics	buy track
At the start of the summer, I had eleven best friends, and we slept in Rhode Island in our immigrant beds, and I know we’ll be brilliant with our handfuls of rye. How could anything scare us after Windows 95? I never was a coal miner’s son. How could I know where the well water’s from? So thanks Party City for these eleven balloons. We’ll fly over Chicago and over Catholic tombs, and I know we’ll be famous with the networks online. How could anything stop us with our handfuls of rye? I never was a coal miner’s son. How could I know where the well water’s from? I put out the fire, but the firebird’s gone. I never was a coal miner’s son. I never was a coal miner’s son. How could I know where the well water’s from? So I put out the fire, but the firebird’s gone. I never was a coal miner’s son.
9.	Turtles 03:02	lyrics	buy track
There’s no need to be nervous, I’m feeding all your turtles. You called me up last night again asking if my bed was made God I heard your name changed It’s how I know you’re famous. And I don’t believe in you but I do believe in destiny. I went to see a teller and she said it’s not about me. Wish there’s something I could say Wish there’s something I could say WIsh there’s something I could say to you that you’d let come through But I never wanna see you again No I never wanna see you again No I never wanna see you again I know that I will see you again There’s no need to be nervous, I’m feeding all your turtles.
10.	Golden Eye 03:24	lyrics	buy track
You were taken away to a place near the river, your mother confessed you had nothing to give her And in a room full of sisters not one was a sinner. I thought you were a saint, guess you’re just a beginner I’ve always suspected you had strange powers winning at Golden Eye for hours. They’re saying there’s something inside of you dying so you borrowed a car, some tapes and you’re driving You came into my vision - a mathematician and you tried talking to God but he just mumbled a lot He said “it’s simple and plain - you fell in love with the pain and now the pain follows you cause love’s not a game” I’ve always suspected you had strange powers winning at Golden Eye for hours. They’re saying there’s something inside of you dying so you borrowed a car, some friends and you’re driving I’ve always suspected you had strange powers winning at Golden Eye for hours. They’re saying there’s something inside of you dying so you borrowed a car, some friends and you’re driving In a room full of sisters not one was a sinner. I thought you were a saint, I guess you’re just a beginner.
11.	Ivory Coast 03:47	lyrics	buy track
She turns over the cards with her hand on my hand. Seven sisters, nine knives - that leaves room for surprise And later on when I’m swimming in the Ivory Coast I don’t remember you best but I remember you most Oh you will find your way, you will find your way back home Oh you will stay awake, you will stay awake Cause today is the last day, Happy Birthday to me, and if I want you back here in a lawn chair you will be Now I’m on my knees and I have flowers growing, and my hand is bleeding at six in the morning And I look for you in every piece of cake between the Land of Lincoln And the Land of Lakes Oh you will find your way, you will find your way Cause today is the last day, Happy Birthday to me, and if I want you back here in a lawn chair you will be Cause today is the last day, it’s the last day, Happy Birthday to me, and if I want you back here in a lawn chair you will be And If I want you back here you will be.

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Bring Prudence’s first full-length album is a product of Sparrow Night - a weekly workshop held by Oleh and his friends in the kitchen of their Crown Heights apartment where they motivate each other to make art on a regular basis. Each Sunday, Oleh brought in a brand new song to be critiqued by his roommates, friends, and other local artists. The result - Red Horses - is a cohesive collection of intimate moments, stories, and quips, all carrying the same thread.

Oleh recorded Red Horses in his bedroom with a 10-year-old USB microphone and a laptop - mixing, mastering, and producing the album along the way. One day, Oleh played the album to his friend Jared van Fleet (Beirut, Voxtrot, Sparrow House), who had the idea of layering in a soft cushion of piano, bass, and percussion. What was originally conceived as a stark acoustic record grew into its own with Jared’s attuned and intuitive ear.

Red Horses is an album of seduction, alienation, and loss of innocence. While not a concept album, it employs a cast of characters and makes frequent allusions to theater, fortune-telling, and 90’s pop culture. Much of the record is autobiographical, supplemented by childhood lore, altered memories, and dreams taken to their most absurd conclusion.

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released September 23, 2016

Jared van Fleet - piano, bass, shakers, and handclaps
Mary Houlihan -artwork
Andrew Fairweather - lettering
Willie Gambucci - photos

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Bring Prudence Brooklyn, New York

Bring Prudence is the project of singer-songwriter & producer Oleh Zaychenko.

He sings of magical thinking, disintegrating relationships, childhood loneliness, and sacrifice, sprinkling in some business jargon and Ukrainian folklore characters. ... more