Carry Me Down

by Lasse Matthiessen

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In the summer of 2011, I went to a livingroom-concert in Berlin with my friend Ian.  Since we arrived early, we had time to talk about my most recent album, Dead Man Waltz.  I asked him what he thought of the recording of the song "Oh, Ulysses", which he had heard me perform solo often, but had appeared on the album with a band. He said, "Lasse, ‘Oh, Ulysses’ is a great song, but on this recording it sounds like a fucking christian band!"  While laughing at Ian and his straight-forwardness, I asked him to tell me how he thought it should be recorded. He told me how he’d do it, I liked his idea, and so I said, "well, why don't we record the song together for my next album?".  You’re holding this album in your hand right now, so I guess his answer is obvious.

Several months passed and Ian and I found ourselves at yet another livingroom-concert.  This time it was in Copenhagen at my own apartment.  Ian had invited this Icelandic songwriter named Halla.  As soon as she opened her mouth to sing, Ian and I knew that her voice was exactly what the album needed.  

Another several months passed and the three of us started rehearsing.  I instantly began tailoring the songs I had previously written to fit this new trio.  Conveniently, all the songs that I would write soon after our formation seemed to fit themselves to our constellation of three voices and guitars.

I had always thought about recording an album in a remote and isolated place.  Though Berlin and Copenhagen were the first two logical options of places to record, the crazy thought soon occurred to me that we could go to my friend Anders’ cabin in Norway.  Crazy enough, it happened!

In early March of 2012, somehow we all ended up in a little cabin on the southern coast of Norway.  It was bitter cold and snowing, the harsh Nordic wind was whipping, and just beyond the trees you could hear the waves splashing against the rocky shore.  What better place to record songs of winter, fall, ice, death and broken love?

Lasse Matthiessen, March 2013

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released April 2, 2013

Lasse Matthiessen, vocals & guitar
Halla Nördfjörd, vocals, harp, glockenspiel
Ian Fisher, vocals, guitar, thumb piano

Produced by Lasse Matthiessen, Halla Nördfjörd and Ian Fisher
Mixed by Lasse Baunkilde, Ole Matthiessen and Lasse Matthiessen
Recorded by Rasmus Opsahl
Photos by Antje Taiga Jandrig
Artwork by Senshake - www.senshake.nl

This album was recorded thanks to the loving, cooking and caring Anders Gaarder Karterudseters in Norway in his family cabin in Kragerø at the sea while the snow was falling hard, the wind blowing strong and the ground was hard with the frost.

Lyrics and music by Lasse Matthiessen and by Halla Nördfjörd & Ian Fisher

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Lasse Matthiessen Berlin, Germany

Lasse Matthiessen is a singer and songwriter living in Berlin and Copenhagen. The music of Lasse Matthiessen moves between the coordinates of slowmotion, melancholy, and folk. Often Matthiessen’s music leaves his audience with a slight taste of Nick Drake, Bob Dylan, and Bon Iver – let it be the strumming of a chord or the frasing of a melody. ... more

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Track Name: In Water and Salt
In water and salt

And you - where did you hide?
Crossing through the country
in the flickering lights
Trembling with the thought
of touching your skin
Are you too fallen through
with the thought of it?

I was falling into your arms
and you into mine
I was falling into your eyes
and you into mine

In water and salt
Was it on your breath?
Was it life or the sudden fear of death?
The way the wind blows through the trees
We were two fallen through
with the thought if it

I was falling into your arms
and you into mine
I was falling into your eyes
and you into mine
Track Name: Looking for a Reason
Looking for a reason

I saw you picking up apples
that fell down from the tree
We laid next to each other
in the shadow of the leaves

I hear the fall is coming
I see it in the sky
With stories to be told
on cold November nights

And if you’re looking for reason
be sure, I’m not to tell
I’ve been falling out of season
I know that very well
I fell in love with you
and you with my soothing voice
when I sang
if you’re looking for a reason
you won’t get it today

All my pride and honor
slowly decay
You saw it in my face
as it began to fade

I hear the fall is coming
I see it in the sky
With stories to be told
on cold November nights

And if you’re looking for reason
be sure, I’m not to tell
I’ve been falling out of season
You know that very well
I fell in love with you
hear my soothing voice
when I sing
if you’re looking for a reason
you won’t get it today
Track Name: Tender Was the Night
Tender Was the Night

Tender was the darkness
before the morning light
Did it come
like a thief in the night?

Tender were your eyes
in the days before
Now I call upon you
judge this fallen man

Help me to forget
Help me to forget
Help me to forgive
Help me

Tender was the softness
of not knowing the truth
Now everything shines
with darkness

Help me to forget
Help me to forget
Help me to forgive
Help me

She’s gone away
Tender was the night
before she found out
Track Name: Tonight, We Drink to Die
Tonight, we drink to die

Tonight we drink
We drink to die
We drink to the dead

Tonight we drink
to the names
of our families

Tonight we drink to the ones
who will sit here tomorrow
instead of us

Tonight we drink
to the women that we love

Tonight we drink to the ones
we used to love
Tonight, We drink to Die

Tonight we drink to the women
that we could have loved
We could have loved

Tonight we drink
We drink to die
We drink to the dead

Tonight we drink
drink to those
who are dying

Tonight we drink
to the ones
who will sit here tomorrow
instead of us
and drink to us
Track Name: Travelling Song
Travelling Song

This place has a darkness to it
something here resonates in me
Did I aim for the right coordinates?
On a night like this everything fades

When fall comes soon
I’ll buy my self a corduroy jacket
from that shop in Marais
I’ll wear it ‘till it gets really cold
with that scarf that my grandma made
before that late late summer day
four years ago
when I sang Nat King Cole’s Papermoon to her
in her hospital bed
By then she was dead

This place has a darkness to it
something here resonates in me
Did I aim for the right coordinates?
On a night like this everything fades
Track Name: Carry Me Down
Carry Me Down

Where the mountains
fall into the sea
Where the ever changing color
of the sky
only answers to me
only answers
Carry Me Down

Carry me down
to the frozen ocean
Cut a hole in the ice
for me to rest my bones
Lower my body
into that dark blue water
Where the current is strong enough
to take me off shore
to the place where it took
my father and his father
before him

Where the mountains
fall into the sea
Where the ever changing color
of the sky
only answers to me
Track Name: Oh, Ulysses
Oh, Ulysses

Oh, Ulysses
how did you escape
When the sirens called your name?

A fable for the good
A fable for the blind
A fable for those
who missed the signs

Muscles were torn
Bones were shattered
Tempted by love
Tearing me apart

Laughing in between
swigs of my silver flask
This is not the wine
you promised me!
Blindfold, you fool!
Oh, Ulysses

Oh, Ulysses
how did you escape
when the sirens called your name?

Capricious Athena
what sacrifice
will make the seas safe?

From luring calls
and blinding beauty
they’ll run us a ground
into the reefs
where the ships go down

Oh, Ulysses
how did you escape
when the sirens called your name?
Track Name: Where the Silence Begins
Where the Silence Begins

We were caught in a whisper
in some distant place
It still resonates

Though everything dissolves
it still stays the same
just in different ways

This is the place
where the silence begins.

I left pins on a map
painted numbers
on random buildings

I marked the rives by swimming across
I left my footprints
on the banks

I left out words in my songs

This is the place
where the silence begins