With their new release, Dancing Out of Time, The Aparte Project comments on the current world situation at a time when the planet is not doing so well. The song has an ironic text about dancing on the edge of the abyss..

 “This ship may be going down - but who cares, we’re travelling first class…”

Dancing Out of Time, lyrics :

We’re dancing in the darkness after closing time
stepping through the emptiness – I feel your body close to mine
High upon a tightrope we could melt together, be as one
We’re dancing in the darkness – dancing out of time

And when the music stops – let me be the one to guide you down
You just hold on close to me, my love, and together we will make it
through the night – yeah – through the night

We’re running from the shadows of our deepest fears
Tomorrow is another show and a shelter from the fading years
High upon a tightrope let us melt together, be as one
We’re running from the shadows – running out of time

And when the music stops – let me be the one to guide you down
You just hold on close to me, my love, and together we will make it
we’re gonna make through the night – oh yeah – aha

This ship may be going down but who cares – we’re travelling first class
So, until then we’ll rock this town – and I bet someone will save my ass
I hope someone will save my ass

We’re dancing in the darkness on the edge of time
Moving round in circles – yeah – I need to feel your body close to mine
The hourglass is melting – sand is running coldly down my spine
We’re dancing in the darkness – out of time

And when the music stops – let me be the one to guide you down
You just hold on close to me, my love, and together we will make it
We’re gonna make it out of time
We’re gonna make it – we’re gonna make it out of time
We’re gonna make it – we’re gonna make it – we’re gonna make it out of time – yeah!
We’re gonna make it – we’re gonna make it – we’re gonna make it out of time – huh!

Dancing Out of Time

http://nijimagazine.com/2016/02/the-aparte-project-armageddon-avenue-video/ :----"---Armageddon Avenue  is a pop-rock single that has spurred interest in several countries. It has been on air in rotation and well-received on terrestrial radio stations in England, Germany, India and the Middle East, and Australia, as well as on streaming services around the world.“Armageddon Avenue” is ironic about the way humans handle–or, in fact, do not handle–climate change, global warming, pollution, etc. Due to its content, the song has received comments in publications such as the LA Times and Pittsburgh Music Magazine, as well as at happenings such as Ice Watch Paris and COP 21---"---
(Released July 4th , 2015)
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Armageddon Avenue

–  THE APARTE PROJECT changes gear and moves into folk rock with FLY IN AMBER which has a more introvert and personal feel....... sweet memories of a long gone day ....

(Released Nov 6th, 2015)

Fly In Amber

The song plays with the idea of waking up after dreaming of being a butterfly. But reality seems to have changed in the awake state which causes quite a bit of confusion. The question is: are you a human dreaming of being a butterfly or are you indeed a butterfly dreaming of being a human?! More here, in Music Junkie Press, Ca/USA: http://wp.me/p5rd2k-eLU
(Released: January 29, 2016)

Butterfly Dreams

A classic rock song about the agony of lost love. Both the lyrics and the music are straight forward and to the point.  
                                      
Lean Upon You is the fourth single from The Aparte Project within the last ten months. Music Junkie Press, California USA, has a feature here: http://wp.me/p5rd2k-eLU

Lean Upon You

Love is so precious to us. How sad it is when it is lost. And even worse when the loss of love is due to fear - your own fear of surrendering to love. But haven't we all been there? Old wounds limit us to the generous offerings of life. A heart closed in the agony of lost love does not open up easily. And this is the theme of the song Fly In Amber by The Aparte Project.

Fly In Amber (Radio Edit)

Who is the Traveller? Well, he or she is probably both you and me and most likely anybody who lives a modern life. “Life is what happens to you while you´re busy making other plans!” John Lennon´s words still characterize most of us. The Traveller is able to dream up all sorts of worlds, he can do almost anything - in his fantasy. Maybe even in cyberspace? There is just one thing he can´t do: Find the strength to be a lover in a loveless world. Or - in other words: Stop dreaming and instead start working on creating a world that gives room to the qualities we all hope to find: meaning in life, kindness, and love.

Traveller

In Back to the Sea modern life is experienced as a prison and water seems to be the remedy to break the chains – first in the form of rain that can rust the chains and later in a union with the sea where life on earth began. Whether this union of the drop with the totality of the ocean is the endpoint or rather a means to find a different way of living is an open question. 

Clouds pouring rain
on my roof, down the lane.
Blow, blow my way, 
come and take me away,
back to the sea.

Rain, ease my fears,
rust my chains, drown my tears.
Set, set me free, 
take me back to sea,
back to the sea.

To the sea,
shadowless in darkness, drifting silently.
Back to the sea,
wo-ho-ho, forever free.

Time out of mind
I’ve been searching to find
peace, peace within.
Tell me where to begin,
back in the sea.

To the sea,
shadowless in darkness, drifting silently.
Back to the sea,
wo-ho-ho, forever free.

All I want is to go back,
dissolve and vanish in-

to the sea,
shadowless in darkness, drifting silently.
Back to the sea,
wo-ho-ho, forever free.

Back where we came
to a place with no name.
Feel, feel no sorrow,
have no fear for tomorrow,
back in the sea.

To the sea,
shadowless in darkness, drifting silently.
Back to the sea,
wo-ho-ho, forever free.
Forever free.
Forever free

Back to the Sea

...An old story retold: Boy meets girl, promises are made; boy goes to the end of the world and back. But time takes its toll, and nobody can wait forever…  
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Seven hills he climbed to take his loved one by the hand,
he led her to the beach and drew a circle in the sand.
He held her through the night, then said: “Tomorrow I must go,
but here inside our love will live until the sun grows old.”

Souls keep on yearning, and in time you may go far and wide.
Hearts keep on burning, but the moment of love passes by.

Magic circles in the sand – where do they go, don’t understand it.
The secrets passed from hand to hand – all lost in the sand.
He: “Keep a candle burning, I’ll be back some day.
How my heart is yearning for the warmth of your embrace.”
Magic circles in the sand – all gone now, gone now, yeah!

He sailed across the sea to see the wonders of the world,
the miseries and ecstasies – he watched it all unfurl.
The years would take him far, but never lead his heart astray,
and one fine day he thought he heard her call across the waves.

Souls keep on yearning…

Magic circles in the sand – where do they go, don’t understand it.
The secrets passed from hand to hand – all lost in the sand.
He: “Keep a candle burning, I’ll be back some day.
How my heart is yearning for the warmth of your embrace.”
She: “I kept a candle burning, though the winds have blown.
But the years of yearning finally turned my heart to stone.” 

Seven Hills he wandered to reclaim his love of old,
he shivered in the wind, it seemed the sun was growing cold.
He found the circle in the sand had long been washed away,
now seven hills he roams to find a road to yesterday.

                                                            (Words & Music : John Theodor Thomsen)

Seven Hills

Tongues of Angels by The Aparte Project is focusing on one of the most essential aspects of being human: Love. The musical style is - as it is often the case with songs from The Aparte Project - melodious rock.

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TONGUES OF ANGELS
Words and music: Martin Guldberg

If I spoke in tongues of angels
and had the gift of prophecy
and I had faith to move a mountain
but had no love
I would be nothing at all

If I sold all my belongings
and gave the money to the poor
abandoned life and starved my body
but had no love
it would mean nothing at all

Without love, babe, I’d be an empty shell
without love, babe, locked in a prison cell
without love, babe, life would be living hell
without love, babe, we’d be nothing – nothing at all

If I spoke in words of wisdom
and understood all mysteries
and knew all known and unknown secrets
but had no love
I would know nothing at all – nothing at all

Without love, babe, I’d be an empty shell
without love, babe, locked in a prison cell
without love, babe, life would be living hell
without love, babe, we’d be nothing – nothing at all

If I were the president of the United States
or the worlds richest man like Rockefeller or Bill Gates
or a very lucky man that everybody likes and nobody hates
but had no love
I’d be nothing at all – nothing at all, no – I’d be nothing at all

For love is meek 
and love is strong
and love will change us – one by one

For love is meek 
and love is strong
and love will change us – one by one

The Aparte Project are:

Martin Guldberg: vocals, keyboards and percussion
John Theodor Thomsen: guitars
Christian Højer-Pedersen: bass
Martin Helsing: drums

Recorded and mixed in KLANGHEIM STUDIO by Martin Guldberg
Mastered in London by Barry Gardner
Cover Art: C. Højer-Pedersen/S. Arildsen
KLANGHEIM RECORDS 2019

Tongues of Angels

Lyrics below / Nevermore is inspired by the famous poem "The Raven" by American author Edgar Allan Poe. Nevermore starts out as a melancholic ballad  that sets the scene and catches the eerie atmosphere of the song. As the emotions  progress into despair it changes into a rock song when the band sets in with its usual, rock-oriented but melodious accompaniment and helps carry the story to its final, dark conclusion.

Lyrics:

NEVERMORE 
Lying sleepless in my bed one night,
lonely and longing for your warmth,
there’s a tapping on my door that brings me back from memories.
Who would want to talk to me?
Who could it be at this hour?
Since she’s been gone I’ve kept myself underground.

As I opened up the door,
In came a raven black as night,
flying round and round the room and fin’lly settling on my shoulder.
Could you be my lucky bird,
bringing a message from far away?
Asking it’s name, it seemed to whisper in my ear:

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven coming through my door.
Nevermore!
Gone forevermore?

I’ve been weeping like a willow,
I said and looked it in the eye.
Been so empty since the dark wind came and blew her mind away.
Please, be my lucky bird?
Bring me a message from the other side.
When will she rest her head on my pillow again, on my pillow again?

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven coming through my door.
Nevermore!
Gone forevermore?

As I sat and wept despairingly,
it gave me one last scornful look, 
then it left me with a croak that sounds forever in my ear:

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven coming through my door.
Nevermore!
Gone forevermore?

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven, sitting on my shoulder.
Nevermore!
Lost forevermore?

Nevermore…

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven coming through my door.
Nevermore!
Gone forevermore?

“Nevermore!” quoth the raven, sitting on my shoulder.
Nevermore!
Lost forevermore?

Nevermore

# Catchy tunes dressed in lyrics with a twist # - melodious rock from Denmark –
“The Aparte Project have gained airplay around the world including the USA, Canada, Europe inclusive of Danish National Radio, Africa, Asia, Australia and have received comments and features in publications worldwide, garnering them high praise for their infectious rock, thought provoking lyrics and catchy tunes, feeding your soul and awakening your senses”

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ABOUT THE APARTE PROJECT
In the beginning, there were The Aparte Songs: the peculiar yet catchy tunes of singer and keyboard player Martin Guldberg and the idiosyncratic, at times obscure lyrics of guitarist John Theodor Thomsen - the result of the collaboration of two very different minds, sharing a common passion for creating popular music with a twist: 

Then came the band. With the addition of two yet still more different minds: the meticulous bass player Christian Højer-Pedersen and the more spontaneous drummer Martin Helsing, Brothers Aparte was born - a group of seriously ambitious young musicians, taking on the challenge of writing and arranging The Aparte Songs as well as performing the songs in countless clubs and lots of bigger venues including numerous festival venues.

Now, many years later, there are The Aparte Project - Martin Guldberg, John Theodor Thomsen and Christian Højer-Pedersen - of Brothers Aparte, older if not wiser, but still engaged in writing, arranging, recording, producing and releasing Aparte Songs, above all for the love of the process itself: the pleasure of turning vague and sometimes chaotic ideas into well-defined and organised music, but also in the belief that the world needs more Aparte Songs.

THE APARTE MUSIC
If forced to categorize The Aparte Music, one could probably label it melodic pop-rock, with a leaning towards folk and classical music, but no bent toward blues or jazz. Labels, however, tend to be deceptive and can easily become strait-jackets. Brothers Aparte have never pledged allegiance to any specific musical genre, but always sought to remain open to all sorts of musical inspiration, from ethnic to electronic, from folk to funk.
Another way of describing The Aparte Music might be to call it an exploration of simplicity, sometimes verging on the obscure, but never straying from the melodious. Most of The Aparte Songs are made up of simple melodic phrases, but often sung to a background of complex chord progressions, and then combined in contrasting parts. The aim is to create songs that are interesting as well as emotionally appealing, music that appeals to the heart as well as the mind.

THE APARTE LYRICS
Song writers sometimes claim that their lyrics were written on a piece of chewing gum paper on the way to the recording studio. And it may be true that the best lyrics are those that come immediately to mind, but in all honesty, The Aparte Lyrics usually don’t come that easy. The chorus and the first verse may often suggest themselves, but from then on it’s hard work: What should the next verse be about? Should there be a bridge? And what about a middle eight?

Most often The Aparte Music comes first, and the lyrics then have to be fitted into a very tight scheme, with stanzas, syllables, metric feet and rhymes to be taken into consideration. Writing Aparte Lyrics can be a bit like doing a crossword puzzle, but then, writing to a tight scheme can also be the challenge that sparkles inspiration. 

There are no clear-cut messages in The Aparte Lyrics: no solutions as to how to save the world, or just the whales. Nevertheless, the lyrics do tend to reflect on life, the universe and all that, and if there are no answers to be found, there are plenty of questions:  How do I lead my life in a world out of joint? How do I stay a decent guy in a society that seems to favour crooks? Am I really alive, or am I just dreaming?

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