Une saisissante chanson électro exploratoire qui devrait ravir les fans de Son Lux ou de Woodkid pour son esthétisme sonore exceptionnel. L'approche vocale masculine extrêmement théâtrale rappelle vaguement l'intensité d'Antony ans the Johnsons pour la charge émotionnelle qui en émane. Une œuvre absolument remarquable! 〰 A striking, exploratory electro song that should delight fans of Son Lux or Woodkid for its exceptional sonic aesthetics. The extremely theatrical male vocal approach is vaguely reminiscent of the intensity of Antony ans the Johnsons for its emotional charge. An absolutely remarkable work!

All I've Got Are My Dreams

The State Of It All

Taken from Seven Years of Bad Luck. Debut solo album: out 1.10.23.

I'm finally releasing my debut solo album: 7 years after its inception. 7 years later a lot has changed and it's time to let these songs go.

What do they say
Any old port in a storm
Even when a snake in the grass
Offers a slow motion car crash
It won't last
You knew that
But you're still rubbing salt in the wound
Acting like the injured when you cannot face
It's all about decisions
The ones that you made
That you can't erase

You act like your heart was made up
Then your legs just went a different way
Felt like we needed a shake-up
Didn't think we'd end up quite so strange
So estranged

What have you done?
Left a hole in your world
Left a gap in your soul
What did you expect me to say
"That's okay, just run away,"
You're caught in between two stools
But you are not a victim and I am no fool
It's a game I'm not gonna play anymore
I am through keeping scores

You act like your heart was made up
Then your legs just went a different way
I know that it's hard to break up
But it's harder just to work and stay
And stay

You act like your heart was made up
Then your legs just went a different way
I know that it's hard to break up
But it's harder just to work and stay
Now you preach to your congregation
Who echo every word you say
Late at night when you seek salvation
There's a silence and it never saves
Never saves
Never saves
Never saves

What do they say
Is it back to the drawing board
We tend to eulogise
But we all have our flaws
I am just now seeing yours

Seven Years of Bad Luck

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Mezanmi is songwriter and composer, Fran O'Hanlon.

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