I start a new project from scratch. I try to mix my progressive rock influences with electronic sound to create a kind of original mix. It is quite difficult to select a specific genre for me but I hope to create a good feeling to my listener.

Initiation

Discovery

Redux version of Crash Course from the Equality EP featuring Louisa on vocals!

Check out the Lyric Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZveYG0Zy3Oc

Lyrics:

A montage of me alone, your look turned me to stone 
And words I should not have said, denying civil tone 
Dreams shatter and hopes they fade 
From choices that we made 

A montage of me alone, that’s never ending....

A montage of me alone.

It’s too late for us to change gears now 
Watch on as it all comes crashing down 

Pass wordlessly in the hall, I watch the wall 
The silence devours the time now more and more 
They whisper in other rooms, my ears are ringing 
How jealously love consumes in the beginning 

It’s too late for us to change gears now 
Watch on as it all comes crashing down 

The memories we share, the time we used to care, the loss too much to bear...... 

(It’s like a car crash. You can’t look away and you can’t stay) 

A montage of me alone.

16/02/2024

Crash Course (ft. Louisa)

In my universe, in my country where you will never go, there is neither weak nor strong, neither genius nor idiot, neither tall nor small, neither fat nor thin, neither rich nor poor, there is no. ..nothing and it's still TOO MUCH.
Di Lovero, not good here, nor elsewhere, nor on another planet and even less in the other world.
He is looking for what everyone should be looking for, meaning in their life.
Texts, music, arrangements, production, vocals and synthesizer interpretation by Di Lovero.
Mixing Virgile Guy

Texts de "Rien c'est encore trop" :

Na na né ni na nou na na
Na na né nou ni na né né
Na na né na ni nou na na
Na na né.

Dans un autre univers,
Dans mon pays.
Tout à l'envers,
Là on y vit.
Pa pa pa pa pa pa

Il y a aucun génie,
Ni d'abruti,
Pas de nanti,
Ni de bandit.
Cool cette vie.

Hou la hou la la hou la hou la
Hou lé Hou lé lé hou lé hou lé
Hou la hou la la hou la hou la
Hou lé hou lé lé hou lé hou lé.

Zay ray may nay nay nay ray may
Vay day tchou day day day zay nay
Lay vay nay ray ray ray nay vay
Ray zay tchou.

La bas y a pas de forts,
De fragiles moins encore.
On ne voit pas d'heureux
Ni de gens malheureux.
Tou tou tou tou tou tou

Le mal comme le bien,
N'y sont plus bons à rien.
La pauvreté a fui,
La richesse aussi.
Tou tou tou tou tou tou

Le prolétariat,
Les syndicats,
Le patronat,
A l'agonie,
ça c'est fini.

Point de fraternité,
Ni de liberté,
Et d'égalité.
Stop à l'idiotie,
Dans ma galaxie.

Dans mon bel univers,
Qu'est tout à l'envers.
Dans ma galaxie,
Ou tout est permis.
Il n'y a rien et c'est encore trop.

Rien c'est encore trop

A celebration of the Ostara, aka the Spring Equinox, the first in a series of eight pieces to celebrate the eight Druidic festivals of the Windmill of the Year, more about which here: https://anniedieuleveut.com/2024/02/01/the-windmill-of-the-year/

By Annie Dieu-Le-Veut and APi_ZZ (@api_zz)


Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut.
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, February 2024 

Music and Cover Art by APi_ZZ 
© APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) February 2024

Words:

Fire serpents and dragons are stirring 
Deep down in the hard, cold iron of Earth. 

Slithering land wights are waking, 
And wriggling and stretching, 
Woken from their sleep by the return 
Of the song of the Sun, 
Its melody singing all dreamers awake,
To light the cauldrons and fasts to break. 

Lady Slipper yawns and opens her petals 
To a bold west wind ruffling her labellum.
Thunderclouds above ominously threaten. 

An ash in full livery, its leaves right on time,  
Stands next to the winter-nude of an oak. 
So the old wives mutter in iambic rhyme,
“Ash before oak, we’re in for a soak.” 

Great Spotted Woodpecker drills Mars’s drum 
In a military tattoo, to marshall the bugs,
The soldier beetles and bark-gnawing weevils, 

Now Luna turns russet red in Earth’s umbra, 
A covenant of balmier days without number. 

Wyrm moon, Cold moon, Sap Moon
Pulling on the tides, rising 
And not just in the flooded rhynes, but 
Coursing up the loins of men too, 
Their reveries of love fine-tuned 
To Jack in the Green’s reciting 
To the tremolo thrill of Pan’s piping

Labyrinth Spider stands guard on the dell, 
While Salamanders ring the bluebells 
To peal out harsh winter’s fare-thee-well. 

Pixie-cup lichen arrives in the Vale, 
And elves riding turkeys with blue ruffled tails
Then ... Amanita Muscaria sings her aria, 
And Cuckoo tells us Spring is finally here.

Ostara

Gone (feat. Luxxisdead and Kholiflower)

into my soul

Electron donors

Resolution

Introduction

Stream "You don't care at all" on your favorite Platform:

https://fanlink.tv/youdontcareaall

You Don't Care At All (feat. Keshore and lil Booj)

Expectation

Light. Punchy. Incisive. Persistent. Wherever it goes.... It does get somewhere.

Gone (feat. Luxxisdead and Kholiflower)

Gio 22/6

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