Wanderlust

Circus Bee

Isola

Impressions

Voici une compo très "space", la respiration de dark Vador, la musique de la marche impériale Star wars à l'envers en intro? et un son electro sur un style reaggae !
Rien que ça ! 
Une expérience nouvelle pour vous ?

Reaggae VADER smooth

The conclusion of the Luminous Exile album. A melancholy reflection on the end of the human epoch. The voices are taken from The Golden Record which was on board Pioneer 10. Of course it could also be applied to any bittersweet reminiscence. In the final minute we hear the track fade into the cosmic background radiation.

Featuring Scott Westervelt on guitar

Luminous Exile

Transcendants / Who We Were

You & Me and Space

This track is an 8-minute synthesis of ambient, post-rock, prog, and cinematic styles.

A Clockwork Unravels

Born long before the cock crowed twice
Opened my eyes in a land of vice
I’d just arrived from Paradise
Booted out not once but many times.

Hard to know where to begin
That spear I stuck into the spleen
My key role in World War One
Killing the Duke had to be done.

My hands are bloody as is my heart
So many the lifetimes that have passed
Each time I try to change my will
I get caught again in that dark swill.

Third time’s the charm, or so they say
I’ll live without murder from this day
Cometh the day, cometh the man
This time he won’t die by my old hand. 

Then perhaps they’ll let me in
A bedraggled angel in human skin 
Tired of killing and doing wrong
Back in Paradise where I belong.

Born long before the cock crowed twice
Opened my eyes in a land of vice
I’d just arrived from Paradise
Booted out not once but many times.

Before the cock crowed twice r1a

I was only dreaming
My smile had just begun
Gazing out at everything
Amazed by bubble-gum.

I was only dreaming
I was not that long past ten
Left the cult for other things
Became a better man.

I was only dreaming
Life was good to me
Entered every doorway
The ones that I could see.

I was only dreaming
I was fit and very young
Swinging out across the rafters
Brought the whole house down.

I was only dreaming
The years becoming mean
With sorrow and joy
And much else inbetween.

I was only dreaming
Lost in a dark mirage
The movie spooled for many hours
A madman was in charge.

The parade went on and on
The tanks and all those men
Marching past the podium
I was the best of them.

I was only dreaming
The bad days went away
Sorrow folded up its tent
The sun came out to play.

I was only dreaming
The times were really swell
The work of life was flourishing
The dance going so well.

And in all my dreaming
The road still lay ahead
Sailing off into the night
And rumbling up the stairs.

Dreaming R5

Marguerite - Cover Riccardo Cocciante By Stefan Codvell

This is the new EP following Liset Alea’s Heart-Headed album released last October. With this EP we get more personal, delicate and electronically rhythmic.

Going Home is the most personal and narrative song on the album, it is the story of Liset’s return to cuba after 23 years of not being able to enter her country. The complex and emotional return to her homeland which she was forced to leave at a young age.
Liset discovered Christophe’s song Les Mots Bleus and felt she had found a treasure worth translating. She wanted to give the song new life in a new language.

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Reaggae VADER smooth

Lorenzo Di Bavaria