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Keywords:
Springtime (3), fishboisfo (33)
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Description:
Experimental / slightly Industrial. Spoken Word, with electronic mixed in.
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Lyrics:
Springtime
I remember the lie I told you
but I can't remember why . . .
The sun that morning
flooding through your drapes,
and the thick pollen air was being blown
mechanically.
Your "satin sheets were for someone else's
benefit, but you'll do"
good mornings, every morning
for a week in April -- it was 1982
and looking back I realize
I was lying because
I hated you
(There, there, there . . . )
You and your "position"
your positions always seemed to matter
was that one orgasm,
or two, you'd ask--
I always performed best
in a coma.
Dark scarves, dark ties
dark old wood furniture -- On a dark old bed
filled with crumbs
I'd just lie
there on that mattress like a child
in a candy store; the front doors and windows shattered-- the jars smashed and jagged. . . and you with your wry smile
and twinkling eye telling me
"take all that you want"
I would choose a single lemon drop
gently slicing my wrists and fingers:
and then the screaming would start . . .
French Inserts:
J'ai voulu sentir le carmel se casser. Sortez, sortez ! Allez de nouveau à votre pièce de dortoir. De nouveau à votre "legs". De nouveau dans les rues avec vous. Vous ne pouvez pas rester ici. Vous n'avez désormais aucune affaire, putain.
Vous n'êtes rien mais un petit menteur et un vagabond. Je m'inquiète pas que vous êtes la Hongrie et seul et confus. Vous êtes un ivre et une putain. Sortez ! Sortez ! !
German Inserts:
ingrate, ingrate -- ich möchte den Süßholzsaft sehen.
Ich möchte das Schokolade Kirschblut sehen.
Ich möchte dem carmel glauben zu reißen.
Ich möchte Ihre Freude und Risse hören.
Gehen Sie hinaus.
Gehen Sie hinaus!
Gehen Sie zurück zu Ihrem Schlafsaal.
Gehen Sie zurück in Ihre Legacy.
Gehen Sie zurück innen zu den Straßen mit Ihnen.
Ihr Wandschrank voll von Träumen und Fächer leerten
sich von den.
Translation:
ingrate, ingrate -- I would like to see the liquorice juice. I would
like to see the Kirsch-blut blood. I would like to believe that your
carmel will tear. I would like to hear your joy and tears. Get out. Get out!
Go back to your sleep hall. Go back into your Legacy. Go back to the streets with you. Your closets full of dreams
and fantasy,
emptied of that.
I can't remember why I lied to you . . .
but, It's April, and I still hear from you
looking for a box of fudge.
Donald Gordon-Bell
-fishboisfo
Hardware:
Apple set up / M-Audio controler(s) - Korg/Casio surfaces -
Software:
Reason / ProTools / Live 5 / Trilogy
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Heavy Man.. &mdash 05/10/06 - 12:35:52 AM
there is a very interestingly textured rhythm to this song
I really like this ROBOT synth sounds.
My style great done it is an DOWNLOAD.
Ma by you have too much reverb but it is only me thinking.
But good job on the arrangement...Thanks for sharing
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Skean [ Reply to This ]
i like it &mdash 10/29/06 - 09:26:34 AM
I can hear that korg at work, you have a very intereting set of lyrics I am partial to overlayong vocal and sounds great job [ Reply to This ]
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I really like this ROBOT synth sounds.
My style great done it is an DOWNLOAD.
Ma by you have too much reverb but it is only me thinking.
But good job on the arrangement...Thanks for sharing
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Skean
[ Reply to This ]