The Shell Collector plays Katatonia for Kscope / Katatonia re-working competition!
A masterpiece of the Katatonia early collection... originally featuring Mr. Akerfeldt on vocals! 
Enjoy, and have a brave murder day with us!



--- Original Lyrics (property of Katatonia) ---

If you didn't know all the moments
When I lose myself I would tell the world
I'm catching flies by now
Speaking to someone
Breaking the windows
This house is dead
The sound of falling
When the pictures are moving
Between the memories
Dead in time
Brave
Try the meaning of loss
I know your smile is deadly at this point
Wherever you are I am not
If you didn't know all the moments
When I lose myself I would tell the world
I guess I should know the limits of the world
There are moments I find myself
Not breathing at all

Brave (Katatonia cover)

https://theshellcollector.bandcamp.com/album/rain-songs

Love Reign O'er Me (The Who)

The thundering of the waves in dusty spirals 
Our disguise of harmless devils 
Aw the quiteness of a thousand looks 

Petrichor that I smell on my skin 
Catastrophe that I see in your eyes 

Expecting a blast to the very core 
Have you seen that flashing light 

A thunderstorm is coming 
A thunderstorm is coming 
With lightning bolts and cats and dogs 
A thunderstorm is coming 
At it never rains it just comes pouring down 
And the dices were loaded from the start 
And it never rains it just comes pouring down 
A thunderstorm is coming now, now 
With lightning bolts and cats and dogs 
A thunderstorm is coming 
Pouring upon us 

In the end 
everything we've done and all we do comes back 
and will come back 
our looks like sand grains in our carousel 
of nothingness


credits
from Rain Songs, released 23 December 2013 
© The Shell Collector
Viinyl publication: 
http://admin.viinyl.com/singles/rainsongs

(Written on a sunny day)

A Thunderstorm Is Coming

This track is from the album Medusa and is available for purchase on CD Baby here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/theshellcollector3

Tonight I'll sleep alone 
I'll dream the place we live everyday 
Tonight, lost my way home 
I'm stuck in this place all alone 
The silence, the smell of the plays 
The dim reflections in the dark 
The absence of anyone 
The bare contact with myself 
Life is a seat or a stage 
Days in smiles or in a rage 
Act or lie, sing and dream, 
Take the risk, take the risk, sleep alone 
Tonight I'll sleep alone 
Forget about the others and dream 
Tonight I'll watch my play 
From down the seat, I'll dream of me 
I don't know 
What “you”, what “I”, what “they” is, 
But one thing I know... One 1 thing I know 
Life is a seat or a stage 
Days in smiles or in a cage 
And loves they fade 
And things they end 
And trains they go 
Still winds they blow 
I'll sleep alone tonight

Still Winds They Blow

Lyrics and Music by Enrico Tiberi


THE FILTER RINGS A BELL

The Director: 
She's the one who cries alone 
and not the one who's gonna show 
the fragile corners of her soul, 
the one where human feelings grow.
Sometimes he'll close himself inside a shell 
of void and wait.

Actors:
This is not what I craved

The Director:
There, behold the script, behold the plot, the story asks for mild emotions most!

Actor:
Where's the one who makes you love, and where's the one who makes you vibe and where's the one for which you'd die?

The Director:
These emotions glitchin' leave apart, you are the new cool standard for the folks!

Actors: 
This is not what I craved

The Director:
A character who lusts in sharing the pain,
a main hero for the consuming mass,
finally not blamed, but exhalted,
not emotions, not revolution, 
the beauty of being normal. 
This, this is how we win!

The filter rings a bell

Music by Enrico Tiberi
Lyrics by Giorgio Serafino
Exclusively for "America By Vespa" booktrailer

In my crying eyes there's you 
In my molten soul I'm with you 
I'm safe now, I'm safe with you my baby 
I can't stand to wait no longer 
I want you, I want the desert and the road 
So silent, so speechless 
Dream now or nevermore 
Climb on the wheels let's go 
Dream now or nevermore 
I ain't got money but with you I can make it 
I just can't wait, I chase the mother road 
Dream now or nevermore 
Climb on the wheels let's go 
Dream now or nevermore 
Leave all behind - your soul and your eyes are all that you need 
They say not to go, that there is no road, to them I say: 
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way, fuck you! 
Dream now or nevermore 
Climb on those wheels let's go 
Dream now or nevermore 
I just can't let you go


http://www.terraeasfalto.it/america-by-vespa/

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Now Or Nevermore

Single 2018 • Tuna Records

The Shell Collector are:
Enrico Tiberi - vocals, guitar
Gianluca Gulino - bass
Kay Ketting - drums

Recorded in Berlin
at Lullaby Studio, Studio K61, The Famous Gold Watch
by The Shell Collector, Enrico Tiberi, Bob Spencer

buy on bandcamp
https://theshellcollector.bandcamp.com/track/dont-bother-me

Lyrics:


a hollow catalogue
of numbing tortures
another screen of lies
for improvising compromises 

am I close to me?
too much close to me

compromising another moment

surrendering silent worlds
in alienating bliss
all leaning to nothingness
leaning towards our doom

every one leaning towards 
only one - only one eye
numbed and slowly tortured

losing our way
to be humans

I'm trying to lose my self
inside myself

I'm trying to lose myself don't bother me

Don't Bother Me

spirit of our time I plead you 
let me disappear completely from these wonderfools
words that sound like code injected - by a cpu infected - into a mass of tools
placing logos on our egos
building brand images
becoming someone else
watch a thousand lines of people waiting for another little fix of wireless

dawn - by the river floats
dusk won’t you overflow

fingerprints are washing out 
and nevermore we feel the taste of anything
rage being confused with race 
by the functional illiterate awaiting to collapse

dawn - by the river floats
dusk won’t you overflow

for the ones who won’t go far
those prayers are a waste of time
y’damned the spring and god forbid
you wake up and you know
knowing who you are

ever wonder where your are?
ever wonder where you’re at?
ever wonder what your face looks like?
damn the moment that we failed
damn the impatience not to learn
I don’t remember who you are my friend
and where’s my bravery

ever wondered what’s your cage?
what’s your cage?
what’s your cage?

Cage

a hollow catalogue
of numbing tortures
another screen of lies
for improvising compromises 

oh am I close to me?
oh too much close to me

compromising another moment

surrendering silent worlds
in alienating bliss
all leaning to nothingness
leaning towards our doom

every one leaning towards 
only one - only one eye
numbed and slowly tortured

losing our way
to be humans

I'm trying to lose my self
inside myself

I'm trying to lose myself 
don't bother me

Don't Bother Me (2020)

Moin Moin

wake up in the morning with the feeling there's something wrong about something or someone or sometimes
hearing sounds that shouldn't be there
is there anyone that feels the same urge of being in 2 places at the same time?
at least 2 but the more you think the more places and people will be involved in your craze

oh! the tragedy of life!
the more you see the more you'll crave

hi everybody
I'm in the saddle
going somewhere
all the frogs in the lake
that jump in my head
I wish I was them

pull the emergency brake if the train goes too fast
take a run in the orchards
oh and I'm not even sorry
is it going to rain? aw naw

oh! the misery of man
the more you see the more you'll crave
more!

hi everybody
I'm in the saddle
going somewhere
all the frogs in the lake
that jump everywhere
everywhere

all the frogs in the lake
that jump in my head
they jump everywhere
everywhere

Frogs

another first time
another first time
another train to get in the sphere
another direction
another new skin
another call

another first time to get control
another first time to let loose
another first time into the carousel
another time

no pain
no lane

another first time
rain fall down on me
another first sun
for me to see

another foxhole prologue 
to another state of you

another round to wonder what the fuck
another hound to re-recognise
another today deprived of its yesterday
oh yes

no pain
no lane

another first time
rain fall down on me
another first sun
for me to see

another foxhole prologue 
to another state of being

no time to feel like you're scared
no time to feel like you're dead

no time

Figure

We, the Shell Collector, love a great written piece of music. Being in control of every detail. Extracting everything out of the situation, our voices, our instruments. But what about undermining that control? What is left? Just hit record and play. 

This is a musical conversation among brothers. Bandmates. Friends. 
A resistance piece that is unrehearsed, unedited and free of preconceptions. 
We played through limits, common rules and restrictions of time.
 
Live from a studio in Nalepastrasse, Berlin.

We want to share this half an hour improvisation with you, in commemoration of the liberation of Italy from Fascism, which ended on 29 April 1945. A day when the common people were finally freed and impositions were uplifted, resulting in the hanging of several tyrannic figures as a symbol of political and spiritual freedom.

The Shell Collector

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