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Save Me 02:14
save me oh save me the world has gone crazy there is nowhere to go better the mess you know oh and i tried the food and the wine, the wine was good i've been all around all around the solid ground give me a spoonful of faith sprinkled with madness and grace read my mind, read my hand and stay with me till the end serve me warm iron iron you can rely on i'm just going insane inside my gilded jail
Great Minds 02:42
the sun is shining and the moon is bright great minds are gonna think alike if it takes all day, if it takes all night the feeling is good, the feeling is right turn on the light in the kitchen open a bottle of wine we're gonna be lazy and famous and rich and rowdy rowdy rowdy all the time how could it take so long? i had the time to write a whole song it better be good now, it better be good now it better be good it better hold liquor like a good lie should now listen to the wind, the thunder and the rain will you lend me an ear so i can hear it again we will have no shame, we will have no shame we'll make up a game, it'll be insane, and we'll just keep playin'
Prize 03:44
baby, you turn me on baby, with your eyes you make me feel like i won like i'm still winning the prize i look at you all the time and you don't even know baby, baby, you're so fine and i am telling you so i've got twenty-seven stitches all around my left arm from your bites and from your kisses but they do me no harm you make me feel like i'm the top la creme de la creme always better, always better, i mean non stop and never the same
Caramba 02:52
o ay ay ay caramba o ay ay ay caramba o ay ay ay caramba o ay ay ay caramba when you're swimming in the sea and i hear you calling me the pitch of your voice leaves me no choice i'm diving head first through the waves, and it hurts waves shake my head just like i said when we're dining in the kitchen and you're whinin' and bitchin' to my ears it's a song and i'm a-noddin' all along you've got sand on your hat and you're stretching like a cat and your hair, it is wavy and your lips, they are savory
Bar Piscina 02:31
Bar Piscina, i'll be back it's the bar that Toni's at it's been open a very long time you drink beer, and i drink wine no, there is no water in here only laughter, not a tear no, there is no water in here only love and wine and beer i drink the beer, you drink the rest by a strange man i've been blessed taste the love, it's in the food always making me feel good here i made a lot of friends kissing and hugging and shaking hands enjoy, cause there is nothing else nothing but the world and ourselves Bar Piscina, i'll be back it's the bar that Toni's at it's been open a very long time i drink beer, and you drink wine
Swimming 02:58
swimming in the ocean, swimming in the sea swimming in the ocean, you and me you have taught me how to swim you have taught me to be brave you have taught me how to swim head first, into the waves you were walking in your sleep with a flower in your hair you were walking in your sleep and i wasn't even there tell me where you wanna be i will take you somewhere else tell me where you wanna be and i'll take you there myself
forsake me, forsake me you don't know what i'm sayin' forsake me, forsake me God hears me when i'm prayin' born a care-seeker, born a man psychiatric hospital like Alpha Blondy you see my face, you see a pepsi can this drink is not gonna be on me give me a cigarette, and some soda too psychiatric hospital like Fanta Diallo a user and a poet, i do know you ya me fui, ya me fui, hombre, olvídalo the tree of Jerusalem yields wine psychiatric hospital like everybody i save your life, you save mine Suso already forgave me
tell me, how can it be more than the max it's all you and me and the stone cold facts each day i like you more more than the day before and i've got birds but i don't have a cage and i've got a lot of words but i don't even have a page i'll pour you a drink and cool it with ice just tell me what you think you won't have to say it twice i'll say it quickly what i'm thinkin' of it is simply the magic of love
Iron Eye 03:54
i've got an iron eye and i'm on fire i'm not gonna tell you why cause i'm no liar seeing is believing seeing is deceiving deceiving yourself, and others too painting the water blue seeing is overrated for all these years i've waited for the light at the end of the road not as bright as we were told seeing is a crime a betrayal of mankind seeing is an insult to common sense drum circles and burning incense
Cold Beer 02:25
cold cold beer the cold cold coldest on the block cold cold beer and an iron door that doesn't lock under the counter: money, money under the counter, through the door like a cat shelves full of nails and honey, honey and a five string guitar in the back cut your nails cause they are dirty cut your nails and cut your hair i cut my nails when i turned thirty and i left my dreads everywhere wanna banana? here you are want red wine? salud, amigo smoke, smoke, on both sides of the bar we will miss you when we go
JMJ 03:33
Jesus Mary Joseph i was blind, but now i'm deaf i can't hear, and i can't see what in hell has happened to me? God, i didn't know God, it didn't have to be so God, i never knew i would fall in love with you oh Jesus, i was terribly thirsty tell me what the hell has happened to me i must have tripped, and hit my head and how did i end up in my bed? oh Mary, how did i get so dirty? what in heavens happened to happen to me? i must have landed in a river of mud somewhere on my way back from the pub
Waiting 02:17
waiting for my girl on the football field i hope that she's a Martian, i hope she's green waiting for my girl on the football field i hope that she's the sweetest Martian i've seen oh it'll never be the same again all my work will be done and when they start playing again i'll be good and gone waiting for my girl on the football field she may be from the dark side of the moon waiting for my girl on the football field i think she's coming very soon waiting for my girl on the football field she could be from Venus or near by waiting for my girl on the football field i hope that she can teach me how to fly


For digital downloads, please visit freschard.bandcamp.com/album/iron-eye

In West Africa, where the only water you can find is in the Ocean, Stanley Brinks & Freschard put on their best carnival costumes to get to the bottom of every bottle of rum they could find.

They found a lot.

Iron Eye is an irresistibly charming collection of late night tales, woozy ballads and uptempo sing-alongs. Clemence Freschard’s beautiful vocal tones lend this a rich, French indiepop/chanteuse vibe, complemented by Stan’s wistful timbre and characteristic warm instrumentation. 

Stanley Brinks is renowned for his unique anti-folk style: both playful and suggestive, insightful and entertaining. Brinks was born in Paris, France, in 1973. He studied a bit of biology and worked as a nurse for a while. Half Swedish, half Moroccan, strongly inclined to travel the world, he soon began spending most of his life on the road and developed a strong relationship with New York.

By the late 90s he’d become a full time singer-songwriter – André Herman Düne – as part of three piece indie-rock band, Herman Düne alongside his brother, David-Ivar. Several albums and Peel sessions later and after a decade of touring Europe, mostly with American songwriters such as Jeffrey Lewis, Calvin Johnson and early Arcade Fire he settled in Berlin. The early carnival music of Trinidad became a passion, and in the early 21st century he became the unquestioned master of European calypso, changing his name to Stanley Brinks.

Under this moniker he has recorded well in excess of 100 albums, collaborated with the New York Antifolk scene on numerous occasions, recorded and toured with traditional Norwegian musicians, and played a lot with The Wave Pictures.

Freschard grew up in a farm in French Burgundy. Aged 18 she moved to Paris, where she baked pies and cakes in a cafe. There, a local musician and regular customer called Stanley Brinks wrote a few songs for her to sing. Homeless in Paris, she saved up just enough money to get herself a ticket to New York. There she found an old electric guitar and started writing her own songs. In 2004 she moved to Berlin, where she recorded her first LP, "Alien Duck". Her second album, "Click Click", recorded in 2006, features electric guitar by Stanley Brinks. On her third album, she plays the drums herself. On her fourth “Shh...” she also plays the flute, and she breaks out the washboard on her fifth “Boom Biddy Boom”.


released October 6, 2023

All songs by Freschard and Stanley Brinks.

Freschard: voice, drums, percussion, nylon string guitar, flute

Stanley Brinks: voice, bass, cellino, steel string guitar, violin, tenor banjo, fiddlelele, timple, mandolin, baglamas, saxophones, trombone, clarinet

Recorded in Berlin in April 2023.


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