She Wrote It

by Elle PF

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Recorded and produced by LaBiche herself, She Wrote It is the band's debut album; 12 tracks confronting the issues of social frustration, rage, loss, and melancholy. LaBiche’s musical style of writing wallows in the careful little details, inviting the listener on a linear journey using wide-stretched dynamics and symphony-esque influence to convey content ranging from political commentary to existential apathy. Think classical training funneled through a divided electro / rock sensibility. She Wrote It may be the soundtrack to living in a reality that one can barely face while engulfed in social absurdity.

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released October 12, 2018

Music written, recorded, & produced by Ranelle LaBiche
Live drums co-recorded by John Acarregui
Mixed by Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway Studios
Mastered by Bruce Templeton at Microphonic Mastering


Ranelle LaBiche - lead vocals, piano, synths, live strings, & electronic drums
Jenessa LaSota - bass & vocal harmonies
John Acarregui - live drums
Tyler Phelps - guitar

Additional Vocalists on “Start a Fight”:
Katharine Seggerman
Nicky Steves

Additional Vocalists on “Now that we know, there is no turning back”:
Katharine Seggerman
Austin Carson
Matthew Herrick

Drums parts on “Perennial Bygones” & “Start a Fight” co-written by Katharine Seggerman

Lyrics on “Start a Fight” & “Drums/Guns” co-written by Katharine Seggerman & Jenessa LaSota

Additional live percussion on “Now that we know, there is no turning back” & “Exhale” by Ranelle LaBiche

Art Design & Imagery by Peter Jamus

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Elle PF Minneapolis, Minnesota

Orchestral art-rock project led by producer Ranelle LaBiche. Elle PF originates music that is both musically lush and lyrically dense. Bandmates join LaBiche to forge a soundscape inhabiting haunting vocal harmonies that flow over symphonic-like movements. Think classical training funneled through a divided electro/rock sensibility.

Ranelle LaBiche
Jenessa LaSota
John Acarregui
Tyler Phelps
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Track Name: Perennial Bygones
the man he said he had a shadow
it drug that man into a battle
and when he died they took the body
and left the shadow hung in the tree

how many times have you asked the question why?
how many years have you held this pain inside?
are you insane to think that things will change with time?
are you to blame for feeling rage, compelled to fight?

the boy shot down without a reason
like the girl he didn't want that kind of attention
and if one day one is president
when they take the throne
will we rise up with them?
you know...we've paved these roads
but the change...the change is slow

how many times have you lied awake at night?
how many days have you lost your appetite?
is it a phase, can we erase sins of this kind?
do we remain forgotten names swept up by time?

the answer is blowin' in the wind
but the questions, they pull us in all directions
the dove washed ashore, she slept inside the current
she learned to sing, but never learned to listen
you know...we've paved these roads
but the change...the change is slow

old man take a look at my life
i’m not like you...no.
old man take a look at my life
i’m not like you...no.
Track Name: Start a Fight
i’ve let you explain, as if I don't know
nod and a smile
but now i’m ashamed, that I let you
talk all this while
‘cause..

start a fight ‘cause i don't want to be polite
you prefer to be blind
can’t you see you model all your empathy
after you and your kind

gaslight this flame, it burns no longer
i won't apologize
‘cause it's not your place, now move along get the ---
out of my life

start a fight ‘cause i don't want to be polite
you prefer to be blind
can’t you see you model all your empathy
after you and your kind

la la la la la la la la la…
there's no misunderstanding

another day of telling me that I'm insane
well you've convinced me this time
after all we've seen, you get to walk away
cleared of all of your crimes

well i’ll let go of all the things i can't control
but i’ll hold on to this right
and when i see the rise of the supremacy
know that i’ll start a fight

holding me accountable for what you don't know
like i got time to spare
like i got time to spare

holding me accountable for what you don't know
like i got time to spare
like i got time to spare

i can't explain... we're not the same
still i’m here i don't know why
i have to prove… my point to you
as if you care about my life
Track Name: I (Tiger)
girl don't wanna hear you complain
please change your demeanor
suck suck it up
suck it, smile, vacuum cleaner
push her around, girl she's got it easy
oh no… now she's angry
oh god… that girl she must be crazy

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

cobwebs, old threads
centuries in this skirt
kitty cat...callin’ you to flirt
just because i’m woman now you're asking where i’m going
well I went to make some music
now they ask which man around me wrote it

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

not a pussy, kitty cat call… i am a tiger
a strong human and a fighter

babe you look so tired
did all our efforts to get noticed..
did they make or break us?
can’t i just enjoy the ride..
without excuse to get somewhere?
and maybe we'll get there
and this all will feel better

boys lack respect every time they make a dare
makes me cringe every time I hear "grow a pair"
if courage is the quality found in masculinity
then why are you fighting me?
i call that insecurity… damn

alls i gotta say is god damn

well i was just a young girl
oh such a young girl
i covered up my face.. put my body in its place.. oh
i held out.. i’ll hold out a little longer
my body may be weak but my mind is growing stronger

he said there's better ways, better time and place to bring it up
either way.. i still think you won't give a fuck
well i don't give a fuck.. they may call me a monster
but i was born this way
i was born a tiger

not a pussy, kitty cat call.. i am a tiger
a strong human and a fighter
Track Name: Happy
work hard. more hours.
you deserve. bed of flowers.
situate. don't create.
you are sold. i am bored.

they told me everything i needed
to live a decent life
and like most of them i believed it
and lived a decent lie

i can't concentrate on voices, the ones outside
cause’ they all agree it's pointless, the ones inside

five digit. school loan.
pay rent. never own.
high price. pharmacy.
arizona. ice tea.
work late. after hours.
late night. tongue sour.
acid trip. change my grip.
you are sold. i am bored.

i can't concentrate on voices, the ones outside
cause’ they all agree it's pointless, the ones inside

1-2-3 infinity
the life you live is not for me
an acid trip to change my grip
on how i see reality

1-2-3 infinity
i’m workin' payin' digital schemes
an acid trip to change my grip on
how i see reality

i’m going to go to school
and be happy
i’m going to get a job
and be happy
i’m going to buy nice things
and be happy
they tell me to sing
and be happy

see reality
Track Name: In My Head
i’m fallin' for you.. i’m fallin' x4

{ in my head x4}

your hands on my thighs, they're shakin'
and i can't go home, i’m breakin'
your hands on my thighs, they're shakin'
your tongue in my mouth, we're makin'

the best of tonight, forbidden
your face in the crowd, forsaken
this heart i can't love, i’m fakin'
i’m fallin' for you...im fallin'

{ in my head x4 }
Track Name: Slumber
we forget more than we remember
make up more stories to stay in our slumber we..
startle less, focused on our own stress, surrounded by the dead
pictures and words we read
sharing the tragedy, responding, self-righteous bantering
self-educating and self-proclaimed caring
outspoken, we blame them, they're broken, the system
we know and we claim to be woken
tucked in so safely in our own beds as if we did our best
still they cry, under they...
as if we did our best, under we...
as if we did our best, all that we could

how could this happen?
find excuse to ignore one's rights
speak the truth with the fear to die
ruffle the feathers and hope for good weather

storms come with pressure
see the wind blow around the eyes
listen to the sound when doves cry
thinking we’ve changed as we echo songs stolen again

we forget more than we remember we..
make up more stories pulled out of the sleeves..
of books that were written, white mans' history
focused on our own stress convinced we did all that we could


olly olly olly oxen free
molotov cocktail on me!
olly olly olly oxen free
molotov cocktail on me...
Track Name: Drums/Guns
DRUMS/GUNS

what is this fixation? what’s wrong with this nation?
entertained by the idea of idiocracy

laughable.. hypocritical
reality T.V. meets
democracy

how could this happen? you said it would never happen
but now that it has happened you say.. you can’t believe it happened

cynical.. when it’s critical
reality affected by
your apathy

and we've tried..
we've brought a drum, they've brought their guns to this fight
well i say fuck the system (they don't care bout you)
they're not here to listen (we're not going to move)

when I prove..
that i’m superior but lack certain exterior you act like i’m inferior
so much better.. qualified.. experienced
too bad you’re terrified of my intelligence

you say that you're progressive, you march against oppression
but when you're not affected you are
silent

privilege.. are you aware of it?
reality deferred by
plutocracy

and we've tried..
we've brought a drum, they've brought their guns to this fight
well i say fuck the system (they don't care bout you)
they're not here to listen (we're not going to move)

will you.. will you.. will you.. will you? i said..
will you.. will you.. will you.. will you? i said..
will you.. will you.. will you.. will you?

..set all this shit on fire
before we die?
Track Name: Exhale
EXHALE

and we've tried..
we've brought a drum, they've brought their guns to this fight
well i say fuck the system (they don't care bout you)
they're not here to listen (we're not going to move)

laughable.. hypocritical
cynical.. when it's critical
privilege.. are you aware of it?
apathy.. towards reality


more organized. more resilient
positively-emotional
intuitive. personable.
oh no!

less terrified. more privileged
livin’ in the fictional
better off invincible
oh no!

more realized. rightly curious
positively spiritual
grounded in empirical
oh no!


less horrified. more oblivious
livin’ for material
slave to the imperial
oh no!

more qualified . more experienced
positively sexual.
rounded intellectual
oh no!

less satisfied. more delirious
fallin’ under capital
better off a criminal
oh no!
Track Name: Temporary
TEMPORARY

well i don't know if i’ve come of age
or if i’m stuck in the same stage
i’m hanging out in church basements
relating best to old drunk men

and it takes time to trust again
and it takes time to break habits
and it takes time to build something that sticks
well i don't know i want to
love and drink
for maybe i’m just
temporary
Track Name: Gone without Wind
GONE WITHOUT WIND

well i lined them up
clumps of dust to kill the pain
well i had hoped they'd kill my brain
like this dust my thoughts are hard.. to swallow

Ooooo… ooo..
Ooooo… ooo..

then my head spun off
it's messed up this coin toss
where maybe I'll awake
one more time face up

Ooooo… ooo..
Ooooo… ooo..

down on my knees
found sobriety
asked someone please help me
asked someone please help me

well the pain stopped hurtin'
each time we lost consciousness
but the drugs stopped workin'
we had a high tolerance.
then the wheels stopped turnin'
without the ground to resist
then the flame stopped burnin'
gone without any wind

Ooooo… ooo.. Ooooo… ooo..
Ooooo… ooo.. Ooooo… ooo.

then the pain stopped hurtin'
each time we lost consciousness
but the drugs stopped workin'
we had a high tolerance
then the wheels stopped turnin'
without the ground to resist
then the flame stops burnin'
gone without any wind

and his pain stopped hurtin'
each time he lost consciousness
but the drugs stopped workin'
he had a high tolerance.
then his wheels stopped turnin'
without the ground to resist
then his flame stopped burnin'
gone without any wind

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