The Brain of Humanoid Central

Summer Haze

un nouvel ambient, pour oublier un instant la folie destructrice des hommes, pour célébrer  à l'inverse le nom sacré de la Nature : la poussée, la venue au jour, la croissance de la vie sous toutes ses formes, au Printemps

Growing

The Academy (open invitation for a collab from IPG1) 
Original Vocals from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/the-academy-vocals-86-bpm
Paploviante: E-Bass, Mix, Mastering, Picture and Music Composition


The Academy IPG1 & Paploviante

Luna dorata

■概要(Overview)
熱すぎて溶けてしまうくらいの情熱を持てたらいいね。
PrivateからPublicへ熱心に大名行列する。
I wish I could be so passionate that I would melt.
An enthusiastic procession of feudal lords from private to public.

■video
https://youtu.be/pdM0huA1zaE
※あまり動かないですわ

「溶けるくらいに」Let's get passionate

溶けてしまうくらいに
打ち込めるものがあれば
それだけでいいわ

十二時を過ぎたころに
アタマにあふれる「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
心を解放したならば今

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
本物は自分だけ
燃えるように　溶けてる


好きなものをいくつか
そばに置いておけたなら
それだけでいいわ

人づての言葉信じ
正義の仮面で「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
好きなものだけそばに置いていて

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
映し出されたものは
燃えているか　溶けているか

■Lyrics
If there is something I can devote myself to so much that it melts, that's enough.

After midnight, the words "I hate you" flood my head.
Stop hurting each other. If you free your heart, now.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. The only real thing is yourself.
Melting like it's burning.

If I could just keep a few of the things I like close by, that's enough.

People who believe the words of others who don't know the truth and say "I hate you" under the mask of justice.
Stop hurting each other. Keep only the things you like close by.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. Is the reflected thing burning or melting?

Ignite your passion(溶けるくらいに)

Improvised woodwind quartet with synth.....and beats.
 
Photo: 'The Headstone' on Hallam Moor, Sheffield during August heather bloom.

ORGANIC

It's a song about those moments when the world amazes me- when the beauty and mystery of the world around me knocks me over.
Specifically, wandering back from the Old Town in Hastings after a couple of drinks on a lovely Summer night. The picture is one of my lino prints and shows Tackleway in Hastings, along with one of the badgers we see all the time round here, and are mentioned in the song.

Wonders and Sighs

Paralyzed fern lung drains of ferment. 
Still hollow steel, stainless in moons.
Webbing roots to earth, then wrists. 

Shard bone fragment and fracture. 
Hornet's nest dips and sways.
Neurosis sets the femur mess.
No splint, save the constrictors and boas.
Dew froths a pneumonia.
Exhaust lofts, ascend dreams. 

G-force blackout and the wings shake. 
Outpaced by future portals. 
There is no control. 
Reverberating back to madness. 
An astral fold envelopes death's grin 
be there a fall. 
Drive it from the atrium. 
Slip out a phenomenon. 

Blood pours out of the stall. 
Nothing is sacred. 
No place at all. 

Someone walked out
and the alarm won't stop. 

Words by Riley Robinson

Devil's Greenhouse

Probably our last grand rock number as we start to wind down to finish our first collection of songs. Al took the reins with the lyrics on this one (and as always, the beautiful artwork) - inspired by a short story by Julia Armfield in Salt Snow and apparently an episode of Buffy! I just thought it sounded dead cool and really enjoyed singing her lyrics. Musically inspired by Nirvana, Elliott Smith, Mark Lanegan and Isobel Campbell.

Mantis

Cry © Chris Wiggs/Bruce Conover 21.02.16

If you know the reason
We’re saying goodbye
Then would'nt you tell me
Cos I want to cry
I want to cry

You’d be better off alone
Won’t be long you’re on your own
And you’re not the only one
Cos I wanna cry 
I wanna cry

Why did we quarrel and wrangle
Nerves all got jangled
Tied up and tangled
Out of our depths, in over our heads
Yearning and aching and cut up instead
How could we lose what we had?

Now that it’s over
Ashes just smoulder
The world has grown colder
And I wanna cry
I wanna cry

Now that we're older
Ashes on sholders
The world has grown colder
And I want to cry
I want to cry

Cry, cry, cry

Song and Lyrics composed and performed by Chris Wiggs
https://soundcloud.com/chris-wiggs/cry
Vocals and final production by Conover


Cry      ((((Conover/Wiggs))))

If there was only two traits that came through in my music, I would hope that it would seem to be effortless and inevitable.
The Kind Place Studio

Cry ((((Conover/Wiggs))))

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