Of all things new.

A lot has happened since we've last posted here. We have begun, and will soon finish, shooting for our first music video to our title track 'Amen' off our forthcoming album. I can say, collectively, that we are shocked and awed by not only the quality, but the dedication to this project that so many have shown through donations, physical help, costume designing, hair and makeup, and providing the most beautiful, serene locations!

There are many thanks to be given and many gifts and rewards to be presented. To name a few, thank you to Jeremy Sharp for providing the shot locations. The property is tucked in the most beautiful landscape you can find in northern California. Upper Bodega county has gifted us graciously with it's moss coated, moist land just littered with ancient trees and plant life all nurtured by an ever-present micro climate.

Thank you to Rhonda and Jessica MacDavitt for the costume creation and hair and makeup magic. Like Midas touch, they took what ideas we had and sculpted them, ever so rabidly into even more than we could have ever dreamed or hoped for. Thank you for your clarity of vision, your purity of selves and your ability to improvise!

Thank you to the entire Filament Features crew!!!!! Obviously, this would not have been possible without you. It was an honor to work for you before and with you this time around. Your incredible energy and wonderful personalities made for the perfect blend of work and play! If not for you all, we would have completely imploded. Really. We are here to help you anytime you need us, never fear to ask. We have so much love for each and every one of you!!!!

Dj Turner...no words can express our thanks nor our support for you in anything and everything you do! You are a wonderful, extremely talented and beyond that, inspired individual that has nowhere to go but up and up and up!!! It was, and will always be, an honor in the highest to work/play with you. Anything you need. Ever.

Eliza Kelley, holy shit! Eliza has contributed in a way no one else could. .she fed us some of the finest food we could have ever hoped for. Her generous donations fueled us through some coooooold weather and late nights. (We stopped shooting one night at 6:30 a.m.). Thank you ENDLESSLY for the delicious FINE treats and meals!!! She has artwork headed her way around Christmas time. :)

To all our friends that came to our aid through this all, what would we ever be without you? Nothing. Thank you so much to Zach McKlusky for transporting bandmates, food, buckets, baskets and many other obtuse items! Thank you to Melissa and Mercedes Baker for saving our fucking lives by helped with makeup, setup, costume and even acting!!!! These girls are the real deal, the true artists for life, no exceptions!!!!!!

And our final thank you's go to the ENTIRE cast of the video! Shannon Lucio, Isabelle, Melinda, Anthony, Kevin, Hugh, Pedro, Franz, Zach and Melissa Baker!!!!!! You were all the most beautiful, perfect embodiment of all things dreamed for in this production and we hope to continually work with all of you!!!! More love than could possibly be conveyed is being hurled at you through this screen!!!!!!!!! (can you feel it?)

 Keep an eye out for brand new shirts coming very soon!
     We are also in the process of finishing and figuring out distribution for our forthcoming album! Keep a close eye on our facebook page for updates and durther deals/details!!!!

WEDOSHOWNOW!

We are performing a beautiful venue in Santa Rosa with Little Lost Boys and Low Five at the Arlene Francis Theatre!!!! Show begins at 7 sharp!!! Be there!!!!

Slowly Emerging.

  Here, in the heat of a California summer, I (Daniel) realize the incredible work that is about to ensue us all.

     We are currently in the brainstorming and fund-raising process of our debut music video with many thanks to Filament Productions. A close friend and experienced film maker, Dj Turner will be pulling out all the stops for our track Amen, written and produced by yours truly, Maere.
     Once we have raised sufficient funds, we will be shooting in multiple, beautiful locations all around the Napa Valley and the extremely exclusive Colusa county. We cannot express our endless thanks to the Bakers for providing their secluded, awe inspiring property.
     Hold tight everyone, all this silence is paying off.
       
We have much to share with you by late fall.

           I hope to see everyone at our show with Samvega and the Shimmies on August 4th at the Bottom of the Hill, voted best rock and roll club in SF!

BOTTOM OF THE HILL!!!!!!!!

August 4th.....we.......rock....your....faces....off.......with SAMVEGA AND THE SHIMMIES!!!!!!! 

Feed Us Your Thoughts!!!

We have post a new recording of our acoustic song Our Beloved City on Facebook. Everyone should check it out and give us some feedback. We wanna know what you're thinking!!!

Of lulls and lagging.

 We are about to be asking, once more, from the fans. We are in desperate need of funds for a mode of transportation for the band. The band has been on halt until we can figure something out. We all apologize for the lull and we hope to have a plan by this coming weekend. We will keep you all updated and informed.

A glimpse at her possibility.

her eyebrows, plucked so tight against her buckling stare and her lips, coarse with language, she seduces me with her frailty. To know that the tiniest breathe could break her empowers me. I will not breath but sing her to the floor. I will reconstruct her in my likeness as she had willed for me. She is my Queen and I her fall from grace.

...

 Commercials huh? Sounds like an opportunity to me.

Reconciliation in the Bay. (a short thought upon return)

  Is it just the season that makes every wall seem too high to leap?
   Has each test provided its lesson yet or is there more to come from all of this?

  The last two days have been a huge reminder for me (Daniel). Echos in a canyon seemingly with no end, come without warning to remind us of all the things we said. We hear the tumble come roaring back like a sleeping wave, ripping us from our comfortable niche on the coral.

      This is a time to both recall and to summon. In these strange winds you can do no more than breathe deeply, recognizing the bitter taste that bursts from tiny drops of polluted rain.
 A memory that repeats itself is no less painful than when it was first remembered.
  Our most creative experience, drowned by a loss of power, exceeds us.

  Will we reach forth and grab that last, dangling line cast out for us to follow or will we pass on in the tides, looking for more than a measly lure?

   What calm there can be in a body merely floating, swaying beneath an oil spill. What calmer things could come from deep?

This Weeks Lineup and times!

 Hello!
 

        We have an excellent couple days of music this week with an astounding lineup!
  Two days of Maere people!!! TWO!

	Tuesday, May 25, 2010 at 8:00pm at Hotel Utah Saloon in SF!!!Address is 500 4th street @ Bryant  Lineup: Samvega and The Shimmies!!!!!!!!        and  Wednesday, May 26th, 2010 at 9:00pm at The Element Lounge SF on Geary and Van Ness.
	Lineup: Melvoy Malthrop and San Narciso!!!!!		Join us  on either or Both nights!!!

 Sometimes we get lost.
  We travel time with a broken watch and we see the end for what it is.
An end.
    Sometimes we let ourselves leave, checking out under the terms that we'd agreed to leave.
We don't give ourselves any credit. We just push up the sheets and cover our sleepy heads.

  Sometimes there are witnesses to your exit. They may have been lost as well, but they probably don't know it.

It's the same place, you know. That places with millions of footprints not yet washed away by the wind. That place we've all stood, at a loss for words, without thought or guidance. That place where the godless and the holy can all shake hands and agree on the terms of loss. Feeling lost. Feeling.          We forget we are feeling.

 We forget that deal we made with our nervous system. That thing, many things, sending us messages from our finest slope to our most curvaceous limb.  We made a deal with it at birth.

  It gave us safe passage into the light, calloused world assuming that we would live an existence of purpose and emotion.  Is that what we are doing?

    What justice to that promise is living in a world that smothers its own mother?
 My tongue is pledged to provoke, my hands are bound to the instrument and i will live
if my life means nothing more than to make one think.
  I pray to the readers, think.
  Keep your mind moving.

take only the road that leads to love.

Long winded.

  So, once again the valley impresses me with its efforts and it's sheer creative will. This place is so full of talent and drive that it puts a tick in my step from time to time.

  We are practicing again this week and preparing the Hotel Utah show on the 25th!!! My gut is teeming with excitement as i type. If anyone wants to go or is interested in more information, check this out on FB.

http://www.facebook.com/kelly.denny#!/event.php?eid=120808674612339&ref=mf

An Ode to the Spring.

  There has been a different smell in the air. Fragrant and full of memories. It almost feels like the real thing.

      I can't describe the sensation, which makes me understand its purity.  There is an earthy taste followed by a sense of confusion. Something white about it, white and shining. I feel like it may be attempting to communicate on a deeper level. Maybe attempting to lure me into a hole. Maybe i can't trust it. There is the possibility of threat.

     I retreat.
 I call back the army.
 I leave a note
   A perfumed scent, alarms me.
  I may not be moving.

  I may have moved my feet, but backwards.
      Where has the spring gone? Where are these memories coming from? I can't remember, i can't remember. I can't remember. I can't remember. I can't remember. I can't remember. I can't remember. I can't remember.

We the bumblebees.

 (Daniel)- After listening to waaaaaay too much Floyd, i reflect on the difference between songwriting then and now.  Songwriting now is so fucking boring. The "popular" way to write a song is cut, copy, paste, cut, copy, paste, cut, copy, paste, repackage under a different name, rinse and repeat until it stops working...but it hasn't.
 I mean, honestly, this whole cut and paste, bridge here, bridge there bullshit is just making a mess of things. People keep buying this shit expecting it to surprise them? Oh, no, that's right...it's not about the surprise anymore, it's about familiarity. Tap my foot here....and here......and here......and here.....nod my head to the 4/4 thump of an old heart at around such and such beats per limit and here we have it! We're gonna make some GOLD RECORDS! We may even reach platinum if it's predictable enough!!


 Quick! We need a mercury injection for this repetitious pulse, if for no other reason than just to make it bling!
That's what "we" want isn't it? An androgynous art creep with platinum teeth and an American dream tattooed on their neck just screaming for their whole fucking graduating class to know that THEY MADE IT!

 Is that why we buy it?
Are we really a society so secretly obsessed with kindly letting ourselves down that we litter our minds with easy bleach and lyrical schemes that lead us to think we're less attractive than the T.V. screen?

Sometimes i feel like a bumblebee buzzing around a pomegranate stuck in the throat of a pop God. Sometimes i feel like he doesn't even know he's choking.

  We will be practicing later this week and perfecting the newest song, getting ready for the Hotel Utah show on May 25th!!! I hope everyone is as pumped as we are about this one!!!

Hugs and thanks.

  To all you beautiful people that came out last night, thank you, you mean the world to us as people and as a band. We love you all very, very much.


    When we showed up last night, it was still a lingering decision on what time our set was going to be which made us nervous about our faithful friends and fans. We thought no one would show or, if they did, that we would be closing by the time they arrived and, lo and behold, right when we got onstage, we saw all your beautiful, smiling faces in the crowd, leering from behind the lights and one phrase came to mind:
   "without you, we wouldn't be here, we wouldn't be doing this".

 It's true, our friends, family and fans (sometimes all in one), mean everything to us. YOU make this music happen and YOU make doing this more than worth it, no matter how stressful it can become.

   As i, Daniel, laid in bed last night, all i could do was smile knowing that this band started as an accumulation of fans of each others music finally coming together to create a bigger, more full sound for all of us. In that fact, i would like to say that just because you don't play an instrument with us onstage, you are still a piece of the band that, without you all, would crumble on its own.

  Thank you and thank you and thank you again! There are no words left to describe our love and appreciation for YOUR love and support of us.
 

Come Out!!!

Lyrics for Our Beloved City

 Our Beloved City

A regal, roused razor ripping rouge from disregard with
pardoned patrons piping over paper pins and yarn waving
guns and guarding gold of gauntlets, gone, and grievance, far, they whistle 'woots' so wildly as they whence from words to stars.

The cumbersome climbed calmly, crowning crowds with crumbled cars
as the atheists admonish all the absence of their art.
The meek hold mighty motions making mortar out of marts while
dystrophy developes in the muscle of what's ours.

 We're off to a good start.

What once held heavy horns has Haliburton hooves with
eyes, entered not, it eradicates our goods.
The Goliath growled and groaned a gargled gasp from where it stood
trampling they that tote their trust like thistle thickets and burnt wood.

A mantra moaned from mourning mice makes moments out of Monsters
and markets turn to massives made of orchestrated mongers.
There's carbon on the catwalk clogging class and causing cancer while the world
and what it was
steeps in questions unanswered.

It's a babel built on Bordeaux brick with bible belt believers born again to break and bend the dirge of bound backed bequers.
Supporting stifled sticklers stuck on stones soaked in their sin and reveling in rifles made of re bar and religion.
Just fit in goddammit.

Now turmeric temples topple onto trampled, thoughtless graves
while the sun itself succeeds in a sarcastic charade.
With our eyes a riddled blue and our skin a tepid gray we have marched,
mocked and meddled.and missed the meaning of today.

hold     strong    new    dawn   it won't    be long    before the calm. So let it rain
wash our ruins clean.
May the stains solidify our means.
What remains   will do nothing but feed.
One in the same, it gorges to breath.

Though collapse seems immanent I'll spend to ease the pain.
A trembling god with broken bones lies posed and on display.
While boards block up the posters of his herum of mistakes
and Hera scolds her strongest pawn,
Give up, just let it rain,
it'll all be okay.-Lyrics by Dp Music Maere.

Lighting Tech wanted.

Lighting Tech wanted. No prior experiance needed. Applicant must be willing to make all concerts and at least half of practices. Contact MÆRE directly with all inquries.

Unveiling!

Come one come all to the Guayaki Mate Bar in Sebastopol this Friday the 23rd! We will be unveiling new creations for your ears and eyes. This is not a show to be missed! -E

All in a Row.

This is Daniel, keyboardist of Maere.

It's been a long and heavy winter, now that we've officially made it to Spring, i must say....fuck.
We've been working long and hard on new material and getting the record together since january now and, slowly but surely, the fruits are beginning to bud.

We have some upcoming live shows where we will be reconfiguring the set around a little bit here and there for a new experience. We hope you all love the new sounds!
As we near the summer, we all feel a little stressed, a little tired and a little overworked in the default world. With those feelings we have been able to write some material that has successfully uplifted and eased that stress little by little and i hope it shares it's effects onto you, the fans, as well.

Make sure to join us at one of our upcoming shows:

April 23rd at the Guyaki Mate Bar featuring an excellent lineup which is as follows: Atheorum, our sister band The Helen Kellers and Commissure! The show is a benefit for Doctors without Borders, so come with healing intention.

May 25th at the Hotel Utah with friends/family Samvega and the motherfuckin Shimmies, both headlining and releasing their latest debut album!!!