Jenny
from Scenes from an Art Heist by The Eighty Six Seas
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By far the most emotional song on the album. I'm a child of divorce (as are many of my friends) and the idea of resenting a parent is something that's familiar. I wanted to explore the other side of that, and the extremes that someone would go to reconnect with their child. I can only imagine a sheer sense of desperation that a parent must feel to make sure they're connected to their child before they pass on. The music for this song owes a lot to The National, particularly from their I Am Easy to Find album. Joshua Stackhouse came up with an amazing string arrangement that eeks out every last bit of emotion on this track.
lyrics
I used to fall asleep thinking of the time we’d spend
My only daughter at the museum or the toy store on Main
Now Jenny all I think about are your trembling lips
And the tears that poured down your cheeks like Seattle rain
Your mother and I tried to spare you the best that we could
From the damage that only a rental truck can do
And your supernova smile it dimmed by the second
When that UHAUL hauled me away from you
I used to revel in all of the time that we’d share
Skipping down the corridors to gawk at plaster and paint
But wild horses couldn’t tear you away from all of the anger
Even though you held your mother up just like a saint
And time went by without a word or a call or a mention
Empty Christmases, holidays and birthdays, I’d wait
Every day, and every week would bring another rejection
Every year spent searching for another way
Jenny what will it take?
To ease this heartbreak
I don’t have much more to wait
Before I’ll meet my fate
Each day my memory fades
And retreats to the shade
If I could steal one embrace
Or just one look at your face
Tell me what could I give
That would be enough to forgive?
That favorite painting of ours
Would that get rid of the scars?
In the morning you’ll find
A canvas wrapped up in twine
I stole it clean in the night
To be all yours by first light
I hope and pray this painting finds a space above your mantle
And your father finally earns a lasting place in your heart
Remember me by the scurried script I left on the canvas
Some final words to comfort you though we’re forever apart
“Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love is always here for you
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love will always see you through”
My only daughter at the museum or the toy store on Main
Now Jenny all I think about are your trembling lips
And the tears that poured down your cheeks like Seattle rain
Your mother and I tried to spare you the best that we could
From the damage that only a rental truck can do
And your supernova smile it dimmed by the second
When that UHAUL hauled me away from you
I used to revel in all of the time that we’d share
Skipping down the corridors to gawk at plaster and paint
But wild horses couldn’t tear you away from all of the anger
Even though you held your mother up just like a saint
And time went by without a word or a call or a mention
Empty Christmases, holidays and birthdays, I’d wait
Every day, and every week would bring another rejection
Every year spent searching for another way
Jenny what will it take?
To ease this heartbreak
I don’t have much more to wait
Before I’ll meet my fate
Each day my memory fades
And retreats to the shade
If I could steal one embrace
Or just one look at your face
Tell me what could I give
That would be enough to forgive?
That favorite painting of ours
Would that get rid of the scars?
In the morning you’ll find
A canvas wrapped up in twine
I stole it clean in the night
To be all yours by first light
I hope and pray this painting finds a space above your mantle
And your father finally earns a lasting place in your heart
Remember me by the scurried script I left on the canvas
Some final words to comfort you though we’re forever apart
“Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love is always here for you
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love
Hey Jenny, my love will always see you through”
credits
from Scenes from an Art Heist,
released February 23, 2024
Nick Stevens - vocals, piano, synthesizer
David Anthony - electric guitar, acoustic guitar, synthesizer
David Knox - bass
Chris Anthony - drums
Oleh Mytrofanov - violin, viola, cello
Joshua Stackhouse - string arrangement
Nick Stevens - vocals, piano, synthesizer
David Anthony - electric guitar, acoustic guitar, synthesizer
David Knox - bass
Chris Anthony - drums
Oleh Mytrofanov - violin, viola, cello
Joshua Stackhouse - string arrangement
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The Eighty Six Seas Brooklyn, New York
The Eighty Six Seas is the moniker of Nick Stevens, a Brooklyn-based artist who weaves a tapestry of indie rock, indie pop, indie folk and folktronica into a sound all his own. Decorated with sweeping strings and poetic stories, it’s a sound shaped by influences as wide-ranging as The National, Frightened Rabbit, New Order, Belle and Sebastian, David Byrne, The Mountain Goats and Bon Iver. ... more
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