Hostage of your nation
Your only crime is to belong
Your damnation, the price of their dice game
When the eagle sweeps down on the rooster
It's not their feathers that we see fluttering
Nor their cries that we hear rising
But it's your life that they are sputtering
Hostage of our nation
We are standing on the edge of the chasm
Out of reach
Wondering how long
Hostage of our nation
From our daze we see you sinking
Powerless shouting
Can you still hear our voices
Hostage of our nation
Our only crime is to belong
Our damnation
The price of their dice game

Hostage Of Your Nation

Echoes In My Room

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WL//WH welcomes the return of the Biel, Switzerland-based Minimal Synth duo of Sadie La Chèvre and Nora Düster AKA Extra Bleu Ciel, to the blog with the premiere of “Spiders”, taken from the forthcoming 12-track album, “Hypersensible,” due on March 14, 2025, via the Meta Moto label run by @egzotikka

Imagine having a nightmare where a spider is trying to kill you, there is nowhere to hide, and no one can hear you scream. Then you awaken and are able to see the dark powers of the real world at play, such as seduction, greed, anger, and fear, and you realize that reality is far worse than the terrifying dream.

The song triggers thumping, stumbling drum kicks and tinny, clinical beats that thread their way into sonorous buzzing low-end undulations, eerie, achingly twisting synth motifs and insistent piano keys, droning and tinkling with plain desolation, to surround softly stunned and in disbelief vocal anxiety, and haunted back-ups, with surreal feelings of menace, helplessness, and doom laden sorrow.

Sadie La Chèvre and Nora Düster are Extra Bleu Ciel, a minimal synth band based in Biel, Swizerland. Extra Bleu Ciel is a bipolar borderline hyperactive teenager who likes to eat marshmallows at the cemetery.

Extra Blue Ciel cries with joy contemplating the flight of hysterical crows at sunset. Extra Blue Ciel loves joyful despair and finds joy hopeless.
Extra Bleu Ciel will always be 15 years old in 1981.

"Hypersensible" is the idiosyncratic trace left by individuals oscillating between nightmare reality and waking dream, sailing between naive euphoria and lucid disillusionment, trying to defy fatality and maintain hope, dancing in the pre-diluvian mud of a dying 21st century.
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ARTIST: Extra Bleu Ciel ( @extra-bleu-ciel )
LABEL: Meta Moto ( @metamoto )
TITLE: "Hypersensible" LP
FORMAT: Cassette &  Digital
ARTWORK: Diana Tolstovaite
MASTERING: Kill Shelter
PRODUCED AND MIXED: Sadie La Chèvre and Nora Düster

Pre-Order: https://metamoto.bandcamp.com/album/extra-bleu-ciel-hypersensible
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WL//WH Premiere: EXTRA BLEU CIEL "Spiders" off "Hypersensible" LP [META MOTO]

Solo DIY project from an apartment in Seattle

When i
When i take it too far
Now, I'm just as sorry as you are
Get angry 
it does nothing
Voice the frustration
The guilt is crushing

I sit around and watch my skin die
Feel like i committed some kind of crime
Passion isn't always prudent
So much hate i get caught in the movement 
Certain topics i lose control
What have i gained
What have i changed
Politics don't matter 6 below
We have no say
They sow our fate

I hit myself when i remember
Memories memories i lose my temper
Shaking sweating social dreading take it in
Faking facing moral degradation ever since
I let you down
I let you down

Remorse

Keine Ferne macht dich schwierig,
Kommst geflogen und gebannt,
Und zuletzt, des Lichts begierig,
Bist du Schmetterling verbrannt.

Bist du nur ein trüber Gast
Auf der dunklen Erde.
Und so lang du das nicht hast,
Dieses: Stirb und werde!

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1817

Selige Sehnsucht

Taken from the forthcoming 7" on Peripheral Minimal Records. 

PM36 COLD COLORS / XIU "Tristesse"

Limited to 250 copies on black vinyl.

Sleeve design by: Jason B. Bernard
Mastered by: Martin Bowes @ The Cage Studios

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