Electric Vibes In The Motel

Première série de dates pour la sortie de l'album,d'autres arrivent!
First Shows Announced

14 FEV    EVREUX - ABORDAGE (w/Melody's echo chamber)
15 FEV    BETHUNE - LE POCHE
16 FEV     ST MALO - FESTIVAL ROUTE DU ROCK Collection Hiver
20 FEV     PARIS - BOULE NOIRE
21 FEV     LORIENT - MANEGE (w/melody's echo chamber)
22 FEV     VENDOME - CHAPELLE ST JACQUES (w/Motorama)
23 FEV     LA ROCHELLE -SIRENE (w/melody's echo chamber)
02 MAR   BESANÇON - LA RODIA


Perfect Tour Soundtrack by band's honourable Member Stéphane Milochevitch,who captured the touring vibe like no one else,with conviction and nostalgia in a simple tune. Rules that anyone should follow.

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Hotel Lobby Thousand

Electric Vibes in the Motel After the rock'n'roll show
High voltage is blasting,over the laughters and the row
it's such a beautiful thing to see your face all gleaming
and flashes of couloured glow coming out the tv screen

Oh baby i'm ready; we're gonna fuck it up bad
We'll really blow it this time,untill there's no coming back,until there's no turnin'round
We're gonna break all the rules,break'em beyond repair
and then we'll pick up the pieces,and throw them out in the air

I Want You So Bad

Several Times I Tried To Be Someone In Your Eyes

6 YEARS- A VIDEO by Jamie Harley - Exclusively on les Inrocks website

Cat's Cradle Eyes Keep An Eye On You

Autumn Mixtape #3 "Your Poise Is Perfect That Of A Statue As Queen"

                                           

We Can Bring Back The Old Days Again

I've played a Tom Waits song on the Radio with a bunch of brilliant Russian musicians
It Streams Here


The dew will settle on our graves/When all the world is green /Pretend that you owe me nothing       And all the world is green /We can bring back the old days again /When all the world is green

Life on the road reality 2

My Body Was Your Instrument Of Lust

           Great & Inspiring Song By A Brilliant Scottish Songwriter and Guitar Player

                                                        From "Farewell,Sorrow"

Polly, you can tame the wild beasts
Your beauty, it can tame the wild beasts
Polly, you can tame the wild beasts
Your beauty, it can tame the wild beasts

Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine
Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine

Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust

My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust

                                                           

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For Now I Need Your Hidden Love,I'm Cold As A New Razor Blade

Your Body Was The Map, And I Was Lost In It

Thanks To Tony Dekker for having home taped his voice on the song Lonely Nights On Queen St on We Go Way Back. I wish we had time so we could do an alternate take of the song "Are You Scared Of The Dawn" where Tony sings the lead vocals on it. I can imagine how this would have panned out

Retour Aux Sources.

You Lost Track Of My Self A Few years Back

If you can read my mind,then where can i be found?

RECORD

What if i stayed right here,instead of tearing up the plans?

       OFF THE MAP -NEW ALBUM- CD/DIGITAL/LP Gatefold 180gr.

Engineered by Mr Albini Electrical Audio Chicago
OUT FEBRUARY 4 On Vietnam/BECAUSE MUSIC
Here's the artwork. Voici la pochette.

by Rémi Poncet

Brest Brest Brest

My head is all full of dreams It's nothing new

If only it were true
I'd go with you
If only it were true
I'd say I do
And all the things that we'd do
I could face the day
And all the long night too
If only it were true

My head is all full of dreams
It's nothing new
But maybe dreaming is all
A man can do
So don't come calling for me
Cause baby my dream ain't through
And when , when I've had enough
I'll die in dreams of you

So don't come calling for me
Cause baby my dream ain't through
And when, when I've had enough
I'll die in dreams of you

I Forgot All My Songs,The Words Now are Wrong,and I Burned My Guitar In a Rage

Less Poetic than that,but this is broken. It just reminded me of that Low song,about giving up on your musical dreams and live a "normal" life,that i guess you could apply and transpose to any dream. Quite a desperate song,though he finds a little hope for some quiet rage still burning ,somewhere in a girl's white velvet breast. Sweet conclusion & Beautiful song.

So I took my guitar
And I threw down some chords
And some words I could sing
Without shame
And I soon had a song
I played it around
For some friends
But they all said the same

They said "Music's for fools
You should go back to school
The future is prisms and maths."
So I did what they said
Now my children are fed
Cause they pay me to do what I'm asked

I forgot all my songs
The words now are wrong
And I burned my guitar in a rage
But the fire came to rest
In your white velvet breast
So somehow I just know that it's safe

I GOT MEMORIES,I GOT SHIT - Fall Mixtape Number 2 -