For several years, Rosalie Bea worked composing for other artists, before working on her own music to build her authentic universe. Also a graphic designer, the artist wants to use digital technology to mix forms of expression together, both music and design. Music to Breathe is her first album, produced by Francis Ledoux (Helena Deland, Jesse Mac Cormack). Seven songs with all the same peculiarity of evoking a sense of serenity, serenity that was a necessary need in the early twenties, when she had to learn how to survive the deep feeling of being uprooted. Music to breathe is the hope of learning to grow by continuing to listen to yourself, to go at your own pace, and to embrace our vulnerability as much as our strength.
Rosalie Bea a travaillé durant plusieurs années à composer pour d’autres artistes, avant de travailler sa propre musique qu’elle a pris le temps de bâtir pour créer son univers authentique. Music to Breathe est son premier album, réalisé par Francis Ledoux (Helena Deland, Jesse Mac Cormack). Sept chansons y ont toute la même particularité d’évoquer un sentiment de sérénité chez l’artiste, sérénité qui était un besoin nécessaire dans les premières années de la vingtaine, où il fallait apprendre à survivre au sentiment profond d’être déracinée. Music to breathe est l’espoir d’apprendre à grandir en continuant de s’écouter, d’aller à son propre rythme et d’aimer la vulnérabilité, autant que la force en soi.
01 calm
calm will return
it kept me waiting, it kept me waiting
it kept me not knowing
but storm will be over soon
i swore "i won't change"
but i did
i did
we are the silver lining
in any and every dark cloud we could find
there is no need to go looking
for the light when you bring it with you
time was crual
it kept me asking, it kept me praying
it kept me not knowing
but storm will be over soon
i swore "i won't change"
but i did
i did
we are the silver lining
in any and every dark cloud we could find
there is no need to go looking
for the light when you bring it with you
02 walk away
never would i walk away
never would i leave like this
i did love the city where the rain
was the perfume of my days
will i be wise enough to forget that
there's no rest when i dream
of this place i might never see again
or this man once i loved
oh ah um
i will let it go
friends, where are they
living all around the world
all around my head
03 poem
i count the syllabes
of your laughter
and wait for the lines breaks
of your long deep breath
i may be a writer
but you're a poem
when i am old
rather old and grey
i want to fill my lungs
with your perfume
i may be a writer
but you're a poem
i may be a writer
but you're a poem
don't ever play, don't ever play the game
where you kiss, where i hurt
you will run out of lips
you will run out of air
i may be a writer
but you're a poem
i may be a writer
but you're a poem
05 here and now
how could i tell you
i am the one
how could we know?
how could we know
how could you promise
you'll always love me
how could we know?
how could we know
all that we have is here and now
how could you promise
you'll always love me
how could we know?
how could we know
all that we have is here and now
and in this i trust
and in this i trust
in us
07 for your lasts
i will never be the first
of so many things for you
i came too late, after love and life
were woven into your days
but i don't care about lost firsts
'cause I will fight for your lasts
you will never be the first
of so many things for me
you came too late, after love and life
were woven into my days
but i don't care about lost firsts
'cause I will fight for your lasts
take the old firsts and but them to rest
silent below the dirt and ash
of all the new ones
we will burn through
take them, but give me the lasts
i don't care about lost firsts
'cause I will fight for your lasts
04 home
it is not your fault if
i need to go sometimes
i need to escape
and catch up with my breath
there's the city on one side
and my heart on the other
a window closed between my body
and this place
and home is where
i can hear, i can hear
the sounds of the land
it is not your fault if
i need to go sometimes
i feel i'm stuck in a fight
i cannot win
there's the city on one side
and my heart on the other
a window closed between my body
and this place
and home is where
i can hear, i can hear
the sounds of the land
i should run away
i could run away
but i can't run away this time
i will learn to stay
i will learn to stay
until i call this place my home
06 summer ends
can you tell why the wind is slowing down?
to let us taste the sun
oceans are such a perfect playground
and you make my heart fly
summer is coming to an end
summer is coming to an end
and you won't hold me in your arms
my body won't feel warm
and i'll pretend "i am strong
i don't need, i don't need, i don't need you here."
all the roads lead to love you told me
i felt sweetness in your voice
your fast car, it feels like home
for the first time, the world is safe
summer is coming to an end
summer is coming to an end
and you won't hold me in your arms
my body won't feel warm
and i'll pretend "i am strong
i don't need, i don't need, i don't need you here."
if we are only
only made to me
a dream then let me
let me set love free
if we are only
only made to me
a dream then let me
let me dream it
music : Rosalie Bea
lyrics : Rosalie Bea / Tyler Knott Gregson
voice, piano, guitar, synth, beats : Rosalie Bea
mix, mastering, drums, beats, synth, back vocals : Francis Ledoux
guitar, back vocals : David Lagacé
guitar, bass, pedal : Etienne Dupré