Harmer gained her first exposure to the musician's lifestyle as a teenager, when her older sister Mary started taking her to concerts by the then-unknown The Tragically Hip. At the age of 17, she was invited to join a Toronto band, The Saddletramps. For three years, she juggled The Saddletramps with her studies in philosophy and women's studies at Queen's University.
After leaving The Saddletramps, Harmer put together a band of her own with several Kingston, Ontario musicians, and settled on the name Weeping Tile. The band released its first independent cassette in 1994. Soon afterward, they signed to a major label, and the cassette was re-released in 1995 as eepee. The band quickly became a popular draw on the rock club circuit and on campus radio with their subsequent albums, but never broke through to the mainstream, and broke up in 1998 after being dropped from their label.
Also in 1998, Harmer recorded a set of pop standards as a Christmas gift for her father. After hearing it, her friends and family convinced her to release it as an album, and in 1999 she released it independently as Songs for Clem. Harmer quickly began working on another album, and in 2000, she released You Were Here.
A poppier, more laid-back effort than her work with Weeping Tile, You Were Here became Harmer's mainstream breakthrough, spawning the hits "Basement Apartment" and "Don't Get Your Back Up". The album also appeared on many critics' year-end lists, including TIME magazine, which called it the year's best debut album. It was eventually certified platinum for sales of 100,000 copies in Canada. Almost half of the album (including both of its major hits) consisted of songs she had previously recorded with Weeping Tile or The Saddletramps.
In 2004, she released All of Our Names. The album included the singles "Almost", which made the top 20 on Canadian pop charts, and "Pendulums". The album has a rustic earthy live-of-the-floor sound with some of the instrumentation, programming pre-production recording conducted in her home Northeast of Kingston, Ontario. The album was co-produced by Gavin Brown [Metric, Billy Talent, The Tragically Hip,]
Her fourth album, I'm A Mountain, was released in Canada on November 8, 2005. Sarah has performed and canvased in support of the NDP and Marilyn Churley, her friend in the fight for the protection of the Niagara Escarpment. The album states that it has been: "Engineered, mixed and produced by Sarah Harmer and Martin Davis Kinack at her house."
In 2010, Sarah released her fifth release, Oh Little Fire, which was co-produced by Gavin Brown, who assisted with her earlier All Our Names and features Neko Case on guest vocals.
Sarah, during her five year break between her last two recordings, appeared as a guest vocalist on other artists' albums, including Blue Rodeo, Neko Case, Bruce Cockburn, Great Big Sea, Rheostatics, The Skydiggers and The Weakerthans.
Discography
1999 - Songs for Clem
2000 - You Were Here
2004 - All of Our Names
2005 - I'm A Mountain
2010 - Oh Little Fire
Basement Apt.
Sarah Harmer Lyrics
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In a basement apartment with one of your friends
And the tap drips all night
Water torture in the sink
The furnace is burning
But it's still cold I think
And I can smell the bleach
But it can't clean the dirt off of me
It's seeping under the door
In across the floor
It's starting to hurt
Every time I breathe
Every time I try to leave
Every time I breathe
Now the toaster sticks
And the empties are piled
I haven't been up the stairs in a while now
I gotta wash the sheets on my bed
I gotta watch those things that go unsaid
God I wish we'd leave it at this
Every time I breathe
Every time I try to leave
Every time I breathe
And every evening, you open the door
You come down
There's nothing like watching TV all night underground
And no one is watching me slide
Below street level
Barely alive
Well now we live out where the street ends
In the basement apartment just like our friends
We always said that we were different
But you know now that we weren't
'Cause there's holes in all the bottles
And my lungs hurt
Every time I breathe
Every time I try to leave
Every time I breathe
The song Basement Apt. by Sarah Harmer paints a picture of a life lived in a dingy, basement apartment. The opening lines of the song immediately set this stage, as the singer describes the dreary location of the apartment, which is situated at the end of a street. The apartment is shared by the singer and one of their friends, and the setting is one of discomfort and unease. The tap drips constantly, which is likened to water torture, adding to the sense of oppression and discomfort.
The lyrics of the song suggest that the singer can't escape the dreariness of the apartment. There is a sense of hopelessness that pervades the song. The singer can smell the bleach used in the hall, but it's not enough to clean the dirt off of them. This suggests the dirt is more than just physical, but is also mental or emotional. The sense of being trapped in this situation is so strong that every time they try to leave, they can't seem to do it.
Harmer's lyrics also explore the complex relationship between the singer and their friend. They are closer than just flatmates, but there is also an undercurrent of tension and unsaid things that make the singer feel uncomfortable. The song ends with a sense that the singer and their friend are just like everyone else, despite their desire to believe that they were different.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, you live out where the street ends
The singer is describing the location of the house which is situated where the street ends.
In a basement apartment with one of your friends
The house where the singer is residing is located in a basement apartment shared with a friend.
And the tap drips all night
The tap keeps on dripping water throughout the night.
Water torture in the sink
The sound of the dripping water is compared with the torture technique of Chinese water torture.
The furnace is burning
The furnace is on and burning.
But it's still cold I think
Despite the furnace being on, the place is still cold.
And I can smell the bleach
The singer can smell the bleach that is being used in the hall.
That they use in the hall
The bleach is being used in the hall.
But it can't clean the dirt off of me
The bleach is not able to clean the dirt that is on the artist's body.
It's seeping under the door
The bleach smell is seeping into the artist's room from under the door.
In across the floor
The bleach smell is spreading across the floor.
It's starting to hurt
The strong smell of bleach is starting to hurt the artist's nose.
Every time I breathe
The smell of bleach is so strong that it affects the singer every time they breathe.
Every time I try to leave
The singer is not able to leave the place due to some reason.
Now the toaster sticks
The singer is facing issues with the toaster as it keeps on sticking.
And the empties are piled
Empty bottles are accumulated together in a pile somewhere within the house.
I haven't been up the stairs in a while now
The artist has not been upstairs for a long time.
I gotta wash the sheets on my bed
The sheets on the singer's bed urgently need to be washed.
I gotta watch those things that go unsaid
The singer has to be careful about the things they don't say.
God I wish we'd leave it at this
The artist wishes that they could stay at the place and not have to leave.
And every evening, you open the door
The door is opened by someone every evening.
You come down
The person who opens the door comes down the basement.
There's nothing like watching TV all night underground
The underground basement provides a unique experience of watching TV all night.
And no one is watching me slide
The artist is alone and nobody is noticing them slipping in life.
Below street level
The basement is situated below the street level.
Barely alive
The singer is feeling barely alive and out of energy.
We always said that we were different
The singer and their friend always believed that they were different from others.
But you know now that we weren't
The artist realizes that they were not different from others as they are facing the same struggles.
There's holes in all the bottles
There are holes present in all the bottles for some reason.
And my lungs hurt
The singer's lungs are hurting, possibly due to some respiratory issue or pollution within the house.
Every time I breathe
The singer's breathing is affected every time they take a breath.
Every time I try to leave
The artist is facing difficulties while trying to leave the place for some reason.
Every time I breathe
The artist's breathing is affected every time they take a breath.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Sarah Harmer
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AvontadeDeSaber
Love this song, is my favorite!
Maggie Kingman
one of my ultimate most favorite songs.
Gary M
I just heard this on stingray music after a long time from not hearing it. I love it
It's melancholy. Life stuff
Krysten55
I heard this at the gym today. I was like, "Do I know this song? Do I know this song?" Yep, I do! It's been awhile!
Anton Boludo
I have seen her twice live in concert. This song always reminds me of "Fight Club" :D
Cameron Menzies
"There's holes in all the bottles and my lungs hurt".
I didn't get that one when this song came out.
Meglet Montrose-Cazalet
@Murdoq Ruckus Uh, no, I was explaining my interpretation of the song?
Meglet Montrose-Cazalet
@Murdoq Ruckus Oh no I’m sorry for not getting such a “clean and clear” reference. Are you saying it’s blatantly obvious? Are you suggesting I’m clueless? I wasn’t arguing, I just didn’t get it. I’ve never known anyone who used bottles, only purpose-built paraphernalia. So the reference didn’t get to me.
I thought the “lungs hurt” was referring to the bleach fumes that seeped in from the hallway, since it had been referred to right after that line, with “it’s starting to hurt every time I breathe, every time I try to leave” which I interpreted as saying she was trapped inside by the metaphorical bleach outside her door and her perceived “dirt” that can’t be cleaned away. Separated from others and buried and feeling stuck in a relationship/rut/pit of depression.
Personally I think a “clean and clear 420 reference” rather takes away from the song, making it more literal and less interesting.
Meglet Montrose-Cazalet
@Jacquie Wisha Huh I still don’t see it as a weed reference.
Jacquie Wisha
@Anton Boludo lol no you didnt ;)