Cover of When Doves Cry from Prince’s 1984 album Purple Rain. Performed by The Frank Horvat Band on February 15th, 2014 in Toronto, Canada @ Creatures Creating Gallery.

We recorded this cover over two years ago but didn’t put it online out of respect for Prince. But now that he’s gone, the world needs every little bit of Prince we can get.

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With a revolving roster of talented musicians, The Frank Horvat Band gives you a sense of Broken Social Scene and the experimental nature of PJ Harvey while crafting rock and ambient tracks that make you realize there is so much yet to hear in this world.

The wonderful musicians who performed When Doves Cry:
Felicity Williams (vocals), Thom Gill (guitar & vocals), Bram Gielen (electric bass), Evan Tighe (drums), Frank Horvat (keyboard)

LYRICS
Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You’ve got the butterflies all tied up
Don’t make me chase you
Even doves have pride

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (A world that’s so cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding (Maybe, maybe I’m like my father)
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold (Ya know he’s too bold)
Maybe you’re just like my mother (Maybe you’re just like my mother)
She’s never satisfied (She’s never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other? (Why do we scream? Why?)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)