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Domestic Eyes

by Fast Friends

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1.
Saturnine 04:08
My frozen feet in the sand And my heart in my mouth My evening angst is coming out My shaky hand on my chest And my head up in the clouds All my emotions are much too loud I don't offer much protection I keep my dark side away from reflections Obsolete plans and vague convictions It's getting too late to make good decisions The taste of tar in my lungs A blank slate on my mind So many things I can't describe Somewhere down memory lane Along parallel lines I'm eating up another mile I don't offer much protection I keep my dark side away from reflections Obsolete plans and vague convictions It's getting too late to make good decisions Saturnine your name sounds so meaningful to my ears And whiskey keeps me warm Saturnine now that the bravest soldiers have disappeared I'm waiting for the storm I'm waiting for the storm to break my fall
2.
Another meaningless weekend I'm getting phone calls from my friends But I don't want to see anyone Don't want to meet anyone It's freezing cold outside And I don't want to socialize I want to be by myself I think I'll hibernate At least until Monday I don't want to see anyone I don't want to need anyone I'm not feeling blue I'm just not in the mood And on top of that I'm broke Happens a lot when you're unemployed I've got cupboards full of groceries I've got drawers full of bad movies I'm staying home on a Saturday night I've got my hifi to keep me company I've got records from Can and Pixies I'm staying home on a Saturday night The night may still be young But I'm not up for fun I know I'm boring So what if I'm boring I'm gonna lay on my sofa Sip Cherry-Cola And strum my guitar While everyone is going wild in bars Here from my window I can see people Staggering down the street Here from my window I can hear people Singing and stomping their feet And I watch all this With curious eyes I've got cupboards full of cookies I've got drawers full of bad movies I'm staying home on a Saturday night I've got my hifi to keep me company I've got Records from Ride and the Feelies I'm staying home on a Saturday night
3.
In my heart of hearts I wish that you had never come So you would always be on your way The sun is going somewhere but I will be sitting here With my green headphones on rediscovering « Low » What did I do last Sunday? I was singing What will I do next Sunday? I'll be singing With the nightingale Until I lose my voice Homesick and exhausted though I'm only halfway gone For some odd reason these things never really change A northbound train and winter is already drawing near In a few weeks Stockholm will be buried in snow
4.
Eureka 03:31
You are the places That I want to see You are the faces That I want to meet I think that fun is on its way  You are a fashion   A seasonal thing  And what's a passion Other than a fling? I bought some popcorn by the way  A cloudless sky above me (ah ah) A shadow cast behind me (ah ah) I want to scream "amore" at the top of my lungs I want to scream all kinds of things in a foreign tongue  I've got cheap intentions  On my mind You are the lovers  That I want to date And all the others  That I long to taste I think that lust is on its way You are the feelings That make perfect sense  But what's the meaning  Of us being friends? I brought my toothbrush by the way A cloudless sky above me (ah ah) A shadow cast behind me (ah ah) I want to scream "eureka" at the top of my lungs I want to scream all kinds of things in a foreign tongue I've got odd expectations  For tonight
5.
Miss sapphire blue Let's somersault Miss sapphire blue I don't want to get old And when the lights go out I scream before you have time to shout I've missed you Miss sapphire blue Miss emerald green Let's rock and roll Miss emerald green I don't want to make smalltalk And when the light go out You yawn with your hand over your mouth Why don't you kiss me? Miss emerald green This is something I have never felt Oh oh oh It's a dream I have never dreamt Miss ruby red Let's tell ourselves some jokes Miss ruby red I don't want to ask for more And when the lights go out We horse around on my leather couch I might lose my head Miss ruby red This is something I have never felt Oh oh oh It's a dream I have never dreamt This is nothing but the very best Oh oh oh This is something I will tell my friends
6.
Doodling patterns with my stiff hand Behind my back I hear ravens squawking Pouring thin crushed glass Into a shaker of salt And adjusting the picture frames On my wall Bringing back feelings of wisdom and peace When staring through the window at the swaying of trees With a shaker full of quicksand I'm seasoning all my blandest drawings If I don't leave the house I might need breathing holes To fan the fire and the flames Before I choke Bringing back feelings of wisdom and peace When staring through the window at the swaying of trees Covering songs from unknown French bands On my guitar while the rain is falling Unfolding ancient maps Places that I wanted to know Only memories remain From a long sometime ago
7.
Through my magnifying glass I see miracles And I see greater sides of you Waves are crashing behind my back It’s almost biblical The colors turn into something blue Sometimes You weld your body to mine Sometimes we take off on a super sonic seaplane Sometimes You fill my stories with rhymes Sometimes we give ourselves some super corny nicknames You lead me off the beaten path There are obstacles But I really prefer the view In the wake of your zigzags Nothing’s logical But I find better ways to reconquer you Sometimes You weld your body to mine Sometimes we take off on a super sonic seaplane Sometimes You fill my stories with rhymes Sometimes we give ourselves some super corny nicknames On a super sonic seaplane
8.
July 03:41
On the carpet of a motel room She is dreaming of a fuller moon Some burnt down matches and a table spoon Oh no don’t say it’s true Is she leaving for somewhere new? I wonder if she’ll get there soon Her body is stiff and her lips are blue Oh no don’t say it’s true Summer is over Late September July might not be remembered July does the light shine where you’re now? The days get colder The sun is weathered July left no farewell letter July has taken her final bow Down the long motel hallway They are taking her away A frozen smile on her childish face July things will be ok I’ve been told there was a place Where dreamers go when it gets late Where dreamers feel a little less insane July things will be ok Summer is over Late September July might not be remembered July does the light shine where you’re now? The days get colder The sun is weathered July left no farewell letter July how’s the view from your cloud Does the light shine Does the light shine where you’re now?
9.
In this odd dream You are wearing black washed out jeans And smartly you've rolled up your shirt sleeves You are singing While I'm swimming At your feet You are singing While I'm sinking In the soft peat The sky is a blend of blues And our faces are blending too No these colors will never dry Despite the hard sunshine And I’m feeling strange Because happiness seems within range I shut my eyes as if I feared nothing I crystallize And my ears are buzzing You are grinning While I’m kissing Your left cheek You are grinning While I’m swinging From tree to tree The sky is a blend of blues And our faces are blending too You’re part of all my clumsy plans You say you do but you don’t understand No your laughter will never die Beyond the hard sunshine
10.
We make a fine couple Not the ordinary kind We’re behind closed doors lovers Away from domestic eyes A seven month romance Based on lust and lies I’ve married your sister She’s pregnant for the third time Hotels and backstreets Dark places where we meet Amber if they find out That we’ve been untrue Amber I’m a dead man And you’re a dead woman too Amber I am in doubt But I wanna keep seing you Amber let’s stick to the plan Let’s stay this way No one’s got a clue About our team All our tricks And all our little schemes We’re two selfish people Leading double lives « He’s gone out with friends » « Dying to see you tonight » For every situation We have perfect alibis The temptation is too great For our weak and fickle minds Amber if they find out That we’ve been untrue Amber I’m a dead man And you’re a dead woman too Amber are we allowed To behave the way we do Amber let’s stick to the plan I’m still amazed No one knows the truth About our team All our thrills And all our little dreams
11.
A Dream 03:40
Picture a fine Summer evening in the north A designer house on a hillside With lots of guests in the backyard « You may come inside » Screams a bald man by the porch « The band‘s about to play » « Give them some support » ‘’Wild Thing’’ ‘’Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds’’ The set list is pretty cool Dry gin Helps me overcome my shyness So I slowly start to shake and groove And there... A shameless red haired boy With a little machine gun toy Is making warlike sounds I think he’s shooting me down The lady in white Moshing alone on the dance floor Is on her knees with her tongue out For some frantic air guitar I approach a handsome guy I make shallow remarks and he seems bored I’m clumsy I don’t have much to say So he walks out the door I head back outside Where two dogs are mating I breathe in deep I raise my glass « A lot of hunks at this wedding » The mosquitos have joined the fun I think I’ve been bitten And there again The same shameless boy With a little machine gun toy Is making warlike sounds I think he’s shooting me down And with a trembling voice I tell him he leaves me no other choice But to play dead and fall to the ground The boy has shot me down
12.
I think I've had enough And I think I think too much I know the rules but I hate this game Is it my move? Is it my time to play? I think I dare not choose And I've never learnt how to lose I'm one of those who are scared to change I can be faceless I bear many names I'm just like my mother I go deaf and dumb When the willow trees cry Where are the colors? Where is the sun In this part of the sky? Who's gonna chase away the winter? I thought I had seen it all Through the pictures on my bedroom walls But false impressions tend to stay And the luster often tends to fade I'm just like my mother I go deaf and dumb When the willow trees cry Where are the colors? Where is the sun In this part of the sky? Is this the safest place to spend the winter? I hear the jackals howl I want holes in the clouds

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At the end of 2018, the Parisian duo Fast Friends released their first EP 'Unknown Homes'. Two years later, they're now back with their debut album 'Domestic Eyes', with a more elaborate and lusher sound.

The two band members, Julien and Jim, have crafted an idiosyncratic and elegant work, once again with the help of mixing engineer D. James Goodwin (Kevin Morby) and mastering engineer Phil Bova (Andy Shauf). Guest vocalists Heather Woods Broderick and Sammy Decoster provide intense moments to the album. Never deprived of ambitious and powerful sonic moments, their intimate and cunning pop is to be ranked with some of their self-proclaimed influences (Destroyer, Pixies, Timber Timbre).

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released October 9, 2020

Written, composed, performed & recorded by Fast Friends
Fast Friends: Julien Cortes & Jean-Marie Paillard
Mixed by D. James Goodwin
Mastered by Philip Shaw Bova

Saxophone: Etienne Bouyer
Percussions: Alexandre Viudès
Musical saw: Sammy Decoster
Vocals on Nightingale: Heather Woods Broderick
Vocals on Amber: Jona Oak
Backing vocals: Elsa Rysto
Backing vocals on Miss Sapphire Blue & Hard Sunshine: Sammy Decoster

Band photo: © Philippe Mazzoni
Front cover & poster: © Beijing Silvermine - Thomas Sauvin

Thanks to friends, families & everyone who took part in the record.
Special thanks to Pacôme Descamps & Matthieu Devos, our 'Die-Hard' bass player Antoni Rossignol-Rippert, Heather Woods Broderick, Sammy Decoster, Jona Oak, Ugo Tanguy, Thomas Sauvin, and D. James Goodwin for being such a gentleman.

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