HeartSongs 20170911

Welcome to HeartSongs, our regularly scheduled (probably) look at songs and the people who write them. We spoke with electro-pop duo Living Dead Girl about their recent single ‘Still Life’.

“Still Life focuses on the idea that daydreaming about the life you want is not enough to sustain happiness. It is a poor substitute for the real thing, but can be an alluring trap to fall into, much to your own detriment. I tend to begin the writing process and realise midway through what the song is actually about. This particular theme had been on my mind, so it came out in Still Life.

We were lucky enough to have the song produced by Paul Ressel (Lana Del Rey, Lark, Faithless) and engineered by Max Heyes (Massive Attack, Primal Scream, Jamiroquai). We had wanted to work with Paul for some time as he’s been involved with a number of bands that we really admire, and he definitely made the song sound better than we could have hoped. For the first time we were able to record live strings and drums as well, which really improved the record.

I find with songwriting that you can be much more honest than you ever would be in real life. It’s nice to be able to release a song and maybe reach other people that might be experiencing the same thing. This is definitely the slickest production we’ve had to date, so it’ll also be nice to show the progression.”

 Lyrics: 

When have you begun to sleep for the dream

Float in the breeze on dandelion seeds

And it’s so clear from here

I decline so I’ll climb to the emerald green

Night has spun slow motion stars wheeling

Satellite feelings down mezzanine

Visions of you amid fine fallacy

Animate me won’t you animate me

I don’t need in another story

Dreaming in the flowers is not enough

Fifteen hours of faking glory

When did you become so easily mazed

Circling blue thieves hours of you

Dream ends are trails of a feathered wing

They dissolve in

To your love

Wake me softly beyond the pine tree

Animate me

I don’t need in another story

Dreaming of the flowers is not enough

Fifteen hours of faking glory

I’m mad for you

I lose my blue to white

Imbue my view I try

Folie à deux ain’t right

In saturated light

I don’t need in another story

Dreaming of the flowers is not enough

Fifteen hours of faking glory

Animate me oh you animate me

I’m so tired of sleeping, what a pretty painting I’m in