Davida Holmes

The Mistress of Filth


'Tomb' Album Cover and First Single 'Tomb'
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Tomb

 

They say rain has ceased to pour on this land

and that no child can run across a desert of sand

What to do with the rotten remnants of a womb

when traveling whispers call this place a tomb?

Davida Holmes 'Tomb' Album Cover


Davida Holmes' Sophomore Album - I Rule With An Iron Fist!
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1. Iron Fist
2. Street Meat
3. It Takes One To Know One
4. Stop The Flooding
5. The Panting
6. Toothed Avenger
7. I've Changed Everything
8. Swallow
9. Pet
10. Wagon Wheel (Bonus Track)

Reviews

Pitchfork (9.0/10): "Forget all that you thought you knew about Davida Holmes. Tackling every topic from S&M to a failed marriage, on Fist, Holmes is out to let people know that she is no one trick pony. Even more noteworthy than this album's subject matter is Holmes' seamless experimentation with the jazz, electropop, and country genres. The only problem Holmes really faces now is topping this album"

Blender ****:
"On her sophomore album, Holmes pulls out all the stops in a way only she could. Lyrically, we find Holmes familiar brand of clever rhyming, but musically Holmes is more personal than ever. Fist is quite a unique album that will have you stripping, dancing, and crying at the same time."

The Guardian ****1/2:
"Never missing a single beat, Davida Holmes lets her musical genius shine through. On I Rule With An Iron Fist!, Davida lets her listeners know how fragile she can be through tracks like the Loretta Lynn inspired The Panting, while never letting them forget how powerful her pussy is"

Allmusic *****: "The Mistress of Filth is back and better than before. Davida Holmes exercises her versatility as a musician all throughout this album. Every track on this album is a masterpiece... The thumping, club-ready Stop The Flooding, the percussion heavy Iron Fist, and the sexiest rendition of the Wagon Wheel ever. This one's a keeper"


Davida Holmes - I've Changed Everything
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Lay out mom's makeup on the table all nice
To myself I think, "What would he like?"
I've never even used lipstick before
But I know the type his girlfriend wore

A little bit of blush on my cheeks
I'll be pretty in less than a week

He'll fall in love with me
We'll have a family
Oh, how much joy I'll bring
Once he sees I've changed everything

In a cold doctor's room on his reclining chair
He asks what don't I like 'bout myself
I point to my nose and I point to my breast
He tells me that he is the best

A little bit of nip and tuck
I'll be pretty in less than three months

He'll fall in love with me
We'll have a family
Oh, how much joy I'll bring
Once he sees I've changed everything

I look in the mirror and who do I see
The remnants of a girl that used to be me
He's moved away and I don't know where he's gone
Last thing I heard, he's with a guy named John





Davida Holmes - Pet
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You bark once again
Desperate for a friend
It's 2 in the morning
Still, my job never ends

Nurse of your dreams
Teacher that's mean
Naughty librarian
For my pet

Bathed in leather
Tonight sexy matters
Get my leash and shit together
On second thought, a ball gag's better

Nurse of your dreams
Teacher that's mean
Naughty librarian
For my pet

I've heard that you've been a bad boy
Bad boys don't get any toys
If you want any treats
You have to kiss mama's feet

I've heard that you've been a bad boy
Bad boy's don't get any toys
If you want any treats
You have to kiss mama's feet









Davida Holmes - Swallow
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Close your eyes
Hold your nose
When the taste is  too much

Tilt your head
Open wide
When it is on your tongue

Just swallow, mmm
Just you swallow

Do not fret
It's good for you
Thick and packed  with protein

Only one gulp
Will not do
It's better than morphine

Just swallow,mmm
Just you swallow,mmm
Just swallow,mmm
Just you swallow



Davida Holmes - The Panting
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I put my ear to the door
Because I wanted some more
Of the good loving that we used to have

I got the ring and the dress
And my wedding was the best
But I've been missing the rocking of a bed

I hear the panting

Do you remember my hand
Holding what made you a man
As if draining venom from a serpent

I felt you grow
And I watched you explode
I was with you through your ups and downs

I hear the panting

Of whom are you thinking

I put my ear to the door
Because I wanted some more
Of the good loving that we used to have

I hear the panting




Pitchforck: Interview: Davida Holmes, Quality Filth
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Davida Holmes: Quality Filth



2009 would not have been 2009 without the debut of Davida Holmes. From her bombastic vagina anthem The Power of the Pussy to her raunchy album, My Body Is Raw, Ms. Holmes never seemed to stop causing a buzz in the world of internet music. What started as a simple livejournal blog and twitter page soon escalated into one of the largest music followings of the last few years.

In the wake of her popularity, Davida Holmes has not only garnered the praise of fans, but also  the attention of critics who have praised her fresh sound, but have not exactly embraced her filthy lyrics. We speak to Davida about her lyrics, music, inspirations, and more.

Pitchfork: Your critics all seem to agree. They're calling you the new face of rock music, but with one flaw--your lyrics. One critic described them as "overtly sexual". Do you plan on changing your lyrical style in the future to please the musical gods? Do you even care?

Davida Holmes: First off, I'm more offended by being called a rock artist than I am at being called a bad lyricist. Yes, the music on my album utilizes electric guitar,bass, drums, and keyboard instruments and the  hard-rock psychedelic bands of the 60s was a heavy influence, but it's not the only thing I do. The industry is so quick to label people and put them in genres, you know? Music should be a joining factor, not a dividing one. As for my lyrics, who gives a f***? I write about my pussy because it's what I know best. There is no better story teller than your own body. It encapsulates our pains and pleasures. Sure, sex isn't a new territory. But my aim isn't to alienate people. I want my friends and listeners to feel me when I write. I'm not changing my style for a while.

PItchfork: Who are your musical influences? Do you make it an aim to have the artists that influenced you come through in your music?

DH:
My earliest influences were my parents. They were both musicians. My mother was part of  a swamp pop duo and my father was in a ska band, so I was surrounded by music. Plus I grew up in in Louisiana, so  Jazz was a big part of my youth. You couldn't walk anywhere without hearing old Jelly Roll Morton or James P. Johnson records. Then I moved to New York in my teens and I discovered just about everyone. I was really into Nina Simone and Janis Joplin for a while. I listened to F. Mercury, Led Zeppelin, Elvis... Everything really. I try not to be a music snob. Right now I'm listening to Britney's new album, Roisin Murphy, and old N-Sync [laughs]. If I make music that reminds you of another artist, it's unintentional. These artist have nourished me with their music for so long.  Having my influences shine through a few of my tracks is inevitable.

Pitchfork: You've been doing a lot of touring lately. What's been your favorite experience so far?

DH: The Bonnaroo Music Festival two moths ago. It was the first concert of that size I've ever done. And my girl Karen O was there, too.

Pitchfork: You did some songs together.

DH: Yeah. Power Of The Pussy and Heads Will Roll.

Pitchfork: If I remember correctly, it got pretty intense.

DH:
A wardrobe malfunction or two [laughs]. But it's all good.

Pitchfork: You had tons of fans on your livejournal and twitter before you were signed to One Little Indian Records. Now that you're everywhere, you're not a little secret anymore. How have your fans responded to your new found fame?

DH: They've been really supportive, actually. It's hard to have something precious of yours exposed to the whole world. It's like discovering an artist one day and telling all of your friends. They say "Ah, this is terrible. Take that s*** off".  And then MTV or something does one little piece on you and those same friends ask you, "Hey, have you heard of so-and-so?" It's a big kick in the balls, but that's how it goes. My old fans haven't abandoned me or anything.

Pitchfork: The cover to your album... David LaChapelle did it. Did you personally ask him? How did that come about?

DH:
I got a call from him one day asking to do the cover for my album. He said he was a fan of my music and would love to do it as a gift to me. I've seen his work before. Who hasn't? Of course I jumped at the offer.

Pitchfork: What are your plans for the next album?

DH:
I'm not breaking any new grounds lyrically [laughs], that's a given. But I'm really excited for everyone to hear where I'm going musically. I've been listening to Britney Spears, Roisin Murphy, and Ladytron lately, so I'm really digging that sound now. It's going to be a bit more poppy. I'm trying to do something both electronic and organic. You'll definitely hear my Jazz roots and there's lots of percussion. It's gonna be good--I can't even tell you. I want my music to say something different, even if my lyrics aren't. I just want to be as creative as possible without coming off as contrived.





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Davida Holmes - Wagon Wheel (Old Crow Medicine Show Cover)
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Headed down south to the land of the pines
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
Starin' up the road
And pray to God I see headlights

I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
 
Runnin' from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time stringband
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now

Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now
Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't a turnin' back
To livin' that old life no more

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke
But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee

And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun
I hear my baby callin' my name
And I know that she's the only one
And if I die in Raleigh
At least I will die free

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me

DAVIDA is now on Twitter!
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Check it out.

witter.com/davida_holmes


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