During this period band members Mark Dean, Billy Holmes, and Sandy Johnston released two “work in progress” EPs without expectation. Little did they know Frankencottage and Music Box would become the toast of the blogging community, downloaded in over 100 countries, lectured upon by music professors in Brazil, and find the band rousing audiences into massive sing-alongs in cities reaching far beyond the steel cast borders of a hometown, Hamilton, Ontario – all of which motivating the trio as they emerged from the secluded lodgings of Algonquin Park and headed back into the studio, barely aware of the surrounding anticipation for their debut album.
An almost eerie level of mystery has built around the band donning such a simple name and even simpler song titles. A contradictory nature begins with the music: whimsical while monumental, traveling between overt classical pop to dream-like ambiance, the band manages to juxtapose sounds and styles without sacrificing personality or coherence, and, perhaps most notably, with uncanny ease.
Sandy Johnston and Billy Holmes, who seem to play anything and everything, are both essential to the band’s sound. Unassuming yet intricate acoustic sections, banjo riffs that will make you smile, driving drum patterns that don’t hide behind unnecessary flash, and well-crafted arrangements that are nearly impossible to fault are just some of their contributions. Mark Dean’s vocals draw the pieces together, and his phrasing and sense of melody on the record is something truly special.
Perhaps the band’s secret is simply how well they complement one another both musically and personally. Mark’s wide-eyed passion, Billy’s reserved thoughtfulness, and Sandy’s genuineness, that is so clearly reflected in his playing, all fuse into harmonious balance on the record. Dark Mean are first and foremost great friends, which is instrumental to them being a great band.
Most notable records have a duality, allowing the listener to grow and evolve with each additional play. Produced by Michael Keire (Apostle of Hustle) and mastered by Brian Lucey (Black Keys), Dark Mean’s self-titled debut is that type of album. It’s a record built over time with precision, patience, and perseverance. It’s a record that stays with you - as a good friend should.
Frankencottage
Dark Mean Lyrics
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And I called it, and said it
Time we changed
Our hearts moan, often
? Recently?, we said silently
And I watched the walls
Beside your, TV
And I'll wait off in space
Leave you staring straight
As I float away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
The ceiling I suppose
And I'll see staring you straight
As I float away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
Heard your name
Echo from somewhere
Time I've lost
My ear (?) what sounds the same
And I'll wait off in space
Leave you staring straight
As I float away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
The ceiling I suppose
And I'll see you staring straight
As I float away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
Home, I left so long ago
Wait, for me
Home, I left so long ago
Wait, for me
Home, I left you long ago
Wait, for, me
The lyrics to Dark Mean's song "Frankencottage" sound like a meditative reflection on a past relationship. The song opens with the singer hearing the name of someone from their past and calling it out, almost as if they are trying to conjure up memories of this person. The line "time we changed our hearts moan, often" suggests that something was not working in the relationship and that it was time for a change. The next verse seems to suggest that the singer and this person have not spoken in a while and that they are reflecting on what has been unsaid between them. The line "I watched the walls beside your TV" suggests a feeling of detachment or distance.
The chorus of the song is where the lyrics become more abstract, with the singer imagining themselves floating away like smoke. The image is both peaceful and unsettling, almost as if the singer is imagining themselves evaporating into nothingness. The repeated line "don't know where it goes" emphasizes the uncertainty of this image. The final lines of the song suggest that the relationship was once a home for the singer, but they left a long time ago. The line "wait for me" suggests that there is still hope for reconciliation, despite the distance between them.
Overall, the lyrics to "Frankencottage" are poetic and introspective, with a sense of detachment and longing woven throughout.
Line by Line Meaning
Heard your name
I heard your name somewhere
And I called it, and said it
I pronounced your name out loud
Time we changed
It's time for a change
Our hearts moan, often
Our hearts often ache
? Recently?, we said silently
We recently communicated nonverbally
And I watched the walls
I looked at the walls
Beside your, TV
Next to your TV
And I'll wait off in space
And I'll float away into space
Leave you staring straight
Leave you looking straight ahead
As I float away like smoke
As I drift away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
I don't know where it will go
The ceiling I suppose
Maybe it will go to the ceiling
And I'll see staring you straight
I'll see you looking straight ahead
Heard your name
I heard your name somewhere
Echo from somewhere
I heard an echo of your name from somewhere
Time I've lost
I've lost track of time
My ear (?) what sounds the same
My ear perceives similar sounds
And I'll wait off in space
And I'll float away into space
Leave you staring straight
Leave you looking straight ahead
As I float away like smoke
As I drift away like smoke
Don't know where it goes
I don't know where it will go
The ceiling I suppose
Maybe it will go to the ceiling
And I'll see you staring straight
I'll see you looking straight ahead
Home, I left so long ago
I left home a long time ago
Wait, for me
Wait for me
Home, I left so long ago
I left home a long time ago
Wait, for me
Wait for me
Home, I left you long ago
I left you, my home, a long time ago
Wait, for, me
Wait for me
Writer(s): Alexander Johnston
Contributed by Charlie C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.