Clark joined Sufjan Stevens' touring band in 2006, bringing with her a tour EP entitled Paris Is Burning. It contains three tracks, including a cover version of Jackson Browne's These Days.
Clark released her début album, Marry Me, 10 July 2007 on Beggars Banquet Records. Named after a line from the cult-hit television show Arrested Development, the LP features appearances from drummer Brian Teasley (Man or Astro-man?, The Polyphonic Spree), Mike Garson (David Bowie's longtime pianist), and horn player Louis Schwadron (The Polyphonic Spree).
In 2008 Clark was nominated for three PLUG Independent Music Awards: New Artist of the Year, Female Artist of the Year, and Music Video of the Year, and on 6 March 2008, she won the Female Artist of the Year award.
Her second album for 4AD, entitled Actor, was released on 5 May 2009. It was written entirely by Clark and produced by Clark and John Congleton of The Paper Chase.
The Strange Mercy Songfacts reports that Clark wrote her third album in Seattle. She decamped to the Northwestern city to escape from the information overload she was experiencing at home and recorded Strange Mercy in a studio provided by Death Cab For Cutie drummer Jason McGerr. The album was released by 4AD on September 12, 2011 and peaked at #19 on the Billboard 200, making it her first Top 20 LP.
2) A pseudonym of singer-songwriter Vincent Bernardy, who has written and recorded music since 1980. see also St. Vincent Folk
3) A singer/songwriter from Victoria, Australia.
Send My Love
St. Vincent Lyrics
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Demons jumping out the way I need some more time
Can that feeling come again I let the lord cry
In the field still serving like a court down
Tennis field, racks winning till it go down
(Yeah)
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
Enemies still shooting form a group now
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need...
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold
(Aww)
Niggas tryna end up suicidal, ah
Came through doors fuck window shopping, your bitch got my name all on it
Snow ball into bigger problems, My flow cold, I'm fridge adopted
Your boys shoulda been in coffins
No front yard but bitch there's still snakes in my grass
Niggas ain't major league if they can't compete in my class
I'm blowing steam , I let off air like a packet of lays
You asking why I'm popping its convenient the acne was All I Had, Use to
Want the essentials then all I wanted was out
Was not that concerned of my mental now all I want is payout
And my girl is not short of special, I'm Learning the Ins and Outs
Start the book at pages I blend to that's Pussy, Money and Clout
If this nigga get at me we both can forget about heaven
And private calls with the reverend like dig a whole book the venue
Was never told nothing said to
My niggas slide by so simple here...
Niggas been bitching since silver spoons in their kitchenware
Need a switch-up on the energy, tired of talking bout the enemies
Boy its about a bag, then another body bag if niggas ever standing next to me
I lost my tape and my lover, I caught some L's I'm no runner
We had to face all our troubles in silence and then had to bury our brother
Flood on my face I'm fuming, Tired of making music
I'll drop my tape, when we goin get payed, cause niggas want cake no goodies
I want the gang in the country so I can get money and go out the country
I want my plate looking hungry so we can share dinners a day after hunting
I caught a case I was slump, Slumprine my gang in the cut
I did assault and the charges got dropped now I'm charging the game every month
DoouShii he rolling a blunt, Mykey he roll with the thugs
We park the car if the spot going up, we don't talk, turn the place to a jump
Remember my cousin got jumped, remember grabbing no gun
I ain't no bitch, take your knife to my wrist but my nigga we grew up round blood
I get that dough from the mud
(Yeah)
I get the throat when I want
(Yeah)
I am the dopest this freestyle is over
Boy I'll drop my tape any month
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold
Watch out for the rain I let the storm fly
Demons jumping out the way I need some more time
Can that feeling come again I let the lord cry
In the field still serving like a court down
Tennis field, racks winning till it go down
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need you round
Enemies still shooting form a group now
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need you round
I neeed...
I need you round, I need
I need you round, Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need , enemies still shooting form a group now
I need... yeah
The lyrics to St. Vincent's song "Send My Love" reflect a tumultuous inner journey filled with struggles, loss, and resilience. The opening lines set the stage for a turbulent emotional landscape, with references to rainstorms and demons, symbolizing inner turmoil and challenges that need to be overcome. The singer expresses a need for more time and a longing for a certain feeling to re-emerge, juxtaposed with a cry to a higher power for guidance and support.
The recurring theme of needing someone 'round' conveys a yearning for connection and companionship, as the singer navigates the complexities of life. The references to rest in peace for those no longer present highlight themes of loss and grief, while the mention of enemies shooting from a group underscores the challenges faced in a hostile environment. These verses paint a picture of a person grappling with external threats and internal struggles, seeking solace and support amidst chaos and conflict.
The imagery of saluting and grabbing a rifle, along with the reference to shooters and moving with eyes closed, suggests a sense of danger and the need for vigilance in a hostile world. The lyrics touch upon themes of survival, resilience, and the harsh realities of life, where one must navigate through adversity and protect oneself from harm. The line "Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold" juxtaposes moments of tenderness and care with the harshness of reality, hinting at a dual existence filled with both warmth and coldness.
The closing verses delve into personal experiences of pain, resilience, and growth, with references to facing troubles in silence, losing loved ones, and striving for success amidst challenges. The lyrics convey a sense of determination and grit, as the singer reflects on past struggles and looks towards a future filled with ambition and purpose. The repeated call for support and the acknowledgment of past losses hint at a deep yearning for connection, understanding, and healing in the face of adversity. Ultimately, the song captures a journey of self-discovery, resilience, and the quest for meaning and fulfillment in a complex and challenging world.
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