Pierre Mottron : voix, composition, texte, mixage et mastering
Christian Vasseur : composition, guitare
Emir Sehanovic : visuel

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Pierre Mottron : voice, composition, lyrics, mix and mastering
Christian Vasseur : composition, guitar
Emir Sehanovic : artwork

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My boat is floating, uplifted by the moves I make.
I see it spurting - some parts were lost.
Unbound, I take the path with rocks.
I give efforts to accelerate.

Urchins and carps, I may sleep here just like one of them.
O Father say, why don’t you give me a chance to stray ?!

My boat is floating, uplifted by the moves I make.
God made a mistake - I cast off here and take a break.

Urchins and carps, I may sleep here just like one of them.
O Father say, why all waters seem to renegade ?!

O Father

Pierre Mottron : voix, composition, texte, mixage et mastering
Marylou Mayniel : violoncelle
Christian Vasseur : luth
Emir Sehanovic : visuel

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Pierre Mottron : voice, composition, lyrics, mix and mastering
Marylou Mayniel : cello
Christian Vasseur : lute
Emir Sehanovic : artwork

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Cardiac architecture awakened by her vesture, turning light red.
Coronary pulse distinction loaded with joy - seeking for the open door.
And I start thinking, I could get above her like a rude boy, but straying.

Cardiac architecture aroused and erectile, turning bright red.
Coronary pulse emission loaded with blood - teasing up the open door.
And I start daring. I will get inside her like a wild dog, but roaming.

From what I know about you, feelings don't matter. Coming through !
"Cardiac", an architecture that supposes love be gone.

I don’t even know who you are, but your smell suggests it nicely.
Feeding on the thought that you and I... It's driving me... You see...
I’m persuaded you’re suggesting me.

Lust

I'm coming home
Tonight ahead of time
My shoulders pressed against the seat
To feel the purring of the ground
It's pretty when the sun lies around
Old day, tell me why you'd want to turn the lights off
Again, old day, tell me why you'd want to turn the lights off
I'm coming, coming, coming home
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming home
I'm coming, coming, coming home
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming home
Whey along the finger
Tiptoeing in aspirin
Where was I to go
Swaying through the morning
In a wool of gnats
Faces indistinctive
In an early zephyr
What was i foreseeing
Swaying through the
Morning
Old day, tell me why you'd want to turn the lights off
Again, old day, tell me why you'd want to turn the lights off
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming home
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming, coming, coming home
Coming home
Morning

Morning

Le plasticien et compositeur Rainier Lericolais et moi-même avons collaboré pour une reprise du titre "Montana Blues". La pièce sera diffusée au casque et de façon permanente au centre Pompidou dans le cadre du nouvel accrochage des collections contemporaines.

Paroles : Montana blues
Musique : Rainier Lericolais
Voix : Pierre Mottron

Pierre Mottron + Rainier Lericolais - Montana Blues

From my 2nd album "ARC"

Lyrics : 

Hit the soil,
A caw echoed amid the bromes,
A marble in the bristled bones,
A bang, a bang, they hit the soil.
They hit the soil.
Brogues pitter-patter, pointed feet,
Black feather-stepping cannon fodder,
Blessing water, forks to meat,
Saying grace, one after another.
A bang, a bang, they hit the soil

HIT THE SOIL

Hit The Soil

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Spread

Just another long frail road,

To the tics of the blinkers,

Dark cedars, darker oaks…

All around me looks sinister.

With eyes red, soar, swollen.

Just another long frail road

With eyes red, soar, swollen.

All mistaken for stars,

Lied nothing but faint lights,

And decrepit ashlar

Long Frail Road

hello, how are you ?

I’m in your house.

Now, all day without you,

All this is mine.

What’s mine…?

How funny

To find you,

Folded in drawers

To displace and undo

Or steal from time to time

Hello, how are you ?

Hello, How Are You

Mottron : Vocals, lyrics, mix, production, Clavinet, Epinette, Wurlitzer, Prophet 08, Model D 
Sylvain Joubert - Bass
Lionel Marchetti - Musique concrète
Norman Ledeuil - Cover art “MEMOS”
Alexandr Vataagin - Mastering
Ora - Publishing
The art Chamber - Production (2025)

MEMOS

New song featuring Arve Henriksen

Lyrics : 

Evening in dark,

Visional blue,

What heat reflects -

A pentagonal moon.

Commutes the night,

In streaks of summer hues.

To nowhere,

To nowhere new.

Ten toes in a bind

Like processionaries

All my foxes bolted out -

Bars into the city

What was all the fuss about -

For nothing,

For nothing

A trade of smiles,

And cheerful eyes, 

To each his worries

And to each his mind.

The coastal lights

Too soon out of sight

The coastal lights is

Too soon out of sight

For Nothing (feat Arve Henriksen)

New ambient track featuring Norman Ledeuil on the musique concrete and Héloïse Lefebvre on the Violin

Detonation

Composition, lyrics, arrangements : MOTTRON
Violin : Heloise Lefebvre
Master : Globe Audio
Cover : MOTTRON & Norman Ledeuil

Hush

Featured on season 2 of ELITE

Lyrics (by Nastasia Paccagnini) :

A colored thread waves a story, my fragile wall crumbles away.
His perfume dust animates me when his thin light covers my feet.
Softly rebounding of my dreams, i, indecent,
Endeavour to explore his mechanism, to engage the area.

Giants

Indecent

State 3

State 1

State 2

State 4

State 5

State 6

First composition inspired by 90's rpgs, made exclusively with Erika Synth x 112db's Steampipe. Fantastic texture and timbre. Hope you enjoy :) 

Small composition made in 2015 in collaboration with Norman Ledeuil on the guitar and Woo Ree Hu on the violin

Dunes

Small unfinished (and never will be) song on the mellotron

Water

Full version of a song I wrote in 2018 for the movie « Judith Hotel » by Charlotte Le Bon

Stories from the spyhole

Small ambient EP made in 2010 with Norman Ledeuil 

Anana

Banana

Small ambient EP made in 2010 with Norman Ledeuil

Canada

Watch "They Know" official music video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhiojgAp-PI

Lyrics :

Crusted lair, cloistered in moss, a gust a prayer crumbles into dust;
Fusses and blares from several layers.

They fall and they know where they belong.

Rusted lair, flustered winter, a ghost a letter, mumbles of the air.
Losses and tears but no more doomsayer.

They climb and they know where they belong.

GIANTS

They Know

Soundtrack of the mapping "CARYATIDS" by Yann Nguema for Prague's Sonar Festival 2017. Full mapping available on Youtube : https://goo.gl/2oyBTn

CARYATIDS - Soundtrack

Watch "Lighter" official music video : https://youtu.be/6Dx9mme856M

Lyrics :

Rogues have dabbled in the womb molding up calves of tomorrow
Mothering the bird such a day to cluck - In this anathematized brothel
Beans sowed over their shoulders, reaping up the doubts for Lemuralia.

Well this should be lighter, say again that nothing matters.

Ganesha's caught in a skirmish rouging in the skirts of Amrapali.

Lighter

Watch "RUN" official music video : https://youtu.be/2MJe8MiV_kQ
Watch the live session : https://youtu.be/qsGQpc7CPYg

Lyrics :

On the island I awaken today, counting cicadas on the floor.
Damp morning fog smothers the roar who's last echoes rebound in vain.

“ One by one by one...” you can only do so much.

On the island I felt asleep, gathered myself and shut the door.
Thick city drapes smothers the roar, whose past echoes rebounds no more

MOTTRON

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