Rough Demo

Don't Blame It On The Fever

Daydreamer

One Ocean At The Time

Canopy Demo

I was raised
By light rays
Shone through your shades
Many fathers

On these grounds
That you found
Since I'm bound to
Hold it all together 

Oh I am
Still green
But I've seen
The passing of so many seasons
I've got wild dreams
And I mean
To never betray them

Maybe I
Maybe I'm 
Your canopy
Flowing gently
Your canopy
My roots so far beneath me
I can't see the earth that feeds
Your canopy

You know the thickness of a trunk can't scare me
I know I've got to go where the wind blows free
And i've got this feeling like i'm grounded
But I'm trying and I'll try until I minded
I keep thinking
I've got leaves longing to be taken
Fruits far too heavy to bear 
My will hell bent never broken 
No
I just can't give up
I just can't give up
I swear.

Maybe I
Maybe I'm 
Your canopy
Flowing gently
Your canopy
I've got my roots so far beneath me
I've got to
Got to break free

Canopy

Lonesome Crowd

Police came looking fo the Daydreamer
he just has pretended to be a feather
Whose place would be
where the wind would have taken him
just ‘cause he was as light as thin

They caged his body but they couldn’t reach his mind
looked for it in many thoughts of many kind
Passed through forests by the ways of doubts
many time seen, never found.

They dug, the mines of wisdom
Passed trough the wishes kingdom
buried their souls in the memories cemetery
understood what a feather could embody
It’s strange to see how their way home
felt much longer ‘cause walked alone
they were so lost in their own though
they had forgotten the convinced fault

They just had lost their commun purpose,
were together didn’t know the cause
a feather fell telling them why
humans are together until their little fly.
To the ground, I’m back.
Starting to look like a piece of crap
which I hope will rise a beautiful tree
I hope it’s feathers will feel
As free as me.

To put an end to a sad song
couldn’t we just say how we’re wrong
caging all the day dreamers
forgetting that we’re all feathers.

Daydreamer.

I’ve got this fire
Hopes it never fades
But I can’t feel the warmth
I can only see the shades
It draws on me 

I’ve got this fear stuck in my eye
Long face meant for funerals
And I hear you saying

Don’t leave your fire unattended

I’ve got this picture I can’t draw
Seeds that I would never saw
For I don’t want them to end

Time passing seems so mean
Your Clocks are only just obscene
Yet heavy falls the grain of sand

Don’t leave your fire unattended

And if you don’t want it to fade
Or want anything to change
Shedding light on all your selves

Don’t leave your fire unattended

Don't Leave Your Fire

Généalogie

Le projet 3LIA naît au Québec de la rencontre entre la folk épurée, intransigeante d’Elia Cohen et de la scène Jazz/hip-hop de Montréal. De retour en France, Elia Cohen entreprend la composition d’un répertoire original aux frontières du storytelling et de l’expérience mystique. Inspirée autant de musiques rituelles (Gospel et chant hébraïques) que de Neo-Soul, la musique d’3LIA accomplit le mariage de l’organique et du numérique, jouant sur des instruments acoustiques (cajon, contrebasse, guitare percussive) des rythmes habituellement réservés aux BeatMakers nord américains. 

ADN et influences

Si, sur le fond, les textes d’Elia Cohen s’inspirent de poètes chanteurs, (Léonard Cohen, Nick Drake, Tom Waits), le projet 3LIA les habille de sonorités modernes empruntées aussi bien au vocabulaire de Nujabes qu’à celui de Woodkid. Le résultat est une musique épique et sensible où l’on aime à se perdre pour mieux se rencontrer. 

L’avaleur de miroirs

Nourris de musique folk et bercés de poésie, les textes d’3lia tendent à replacer la musique au cœur d’un questionnement existentiel. Armé de ses seuls mots, 3LIA part en quête de sens, et se fait voix d’une génération qui se cherche, entre l’avant et l’après, entre la vitesse du monde et la lenteur de l’âme. 3LIA échange, parle avec son public, partageant avec lui les images qui l’animent et l’habitent, saupoudrant d’humour et de chaleur humaine la recherche, souvent solitaire, de paix intérieure. Chaque chanson devenant le miroir d’un fragment d’humanité, autant d’invitations au voyage dans les coulisses du monde extérieur.

3lia

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