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Things That Are Better Left Unspoken

by PYLONE

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1.
SuperNova 03:31
SUPERNOVA I want to go back again to the rock To have the creeps approaching the lake To see the sunbeams that are reflected on water, Glittering and shimmering But when I prick up my ear I think I can hear Something that is beating Second chance for breaking the frames We have so many things to do One time, one more second everything will be alright I walk and walk between the buildings, She is growing as I am advancing And while I am under the lights they shine like stars But when I prick up my ear I think I can hear Something that is beating
2.
IT'S FUNNY (ISN'T IT ?) (Henry Chinaski) Switching the tv channels endlessly You get all the faces And there’s never the right face Just faces it’s an unfolding horror Flick Flick Flick More of less Faces that speak what they Have been stuffed with How did they get inside that glass? Who put them there? Is there nothing else? A world to have? A world to save? These are not my people Where have my people gone?
3.
ALONE WITH EVERYBODY (Henry Chinaski) The flesh covers the bone And they put a mind in there and Sometimes a soul, And the women break Vases against the walls And the men drink too much And nobody finds the one But keep looking Crawling in and out of beds. Flesh covers the bone and the Flesh searches for more than Flesh. There's no chance at all: We are all trapped By a singular fate. Nobody ever finds the one. The city dumps fill The junkyards fill The madhouses fill The hospitals fill The graveyards fill Nothing else Fills.
4.
White Dress 08:06
WHITE DRESS My mind is wearing a white dress Is what this day may be the worst? Give it a shot, that’s what he was saying Because wherever you go, there you are I’ve been searching for years, some sense through this cranial box On se demande où tu te trouves ? Am I comfortable with silence? Not more than with the cries Don’t you know I don’t mind if you keep the keys with you Surrender your echoes End of the lesson time for one more question?
5.
Tumbledown 04:15
TUMBLEDOWN I was sit on the top of the roof Awaiting my past to be better Thinking about the first time I grab this wall and how I fell on the ground, cold ground My broken elbow People, they don’t have to know Over the past ... This past is gone Over the past ... We ran through a wasted time field Over the past Am I now just another me ? Over the past So this is over I have understood for a long time There is no way to pass through this without any damage Without any injury
6.
Clear Black 06:37
CLEAR BLACK Juste quelques secondes Mais pas une de plus La vie se limite À quelque trop Et s’efface… Un fragment et c’est clos Un fragment c’est trop La mémoire intacte n’est qu’un apparat « Laissez-nous le temps de leur faire oublier » Il n y’a plus rien à voir mais on regarde Plus rien à entendre mais on écoute Plus rien à sentir mais on se frotte
7.
LE COMBATTANT (Henry Chinaski) Hemingway le sent dans sa tombe Chaque fois que les taureaux galopent Dans les rues de Pampelune Il se redresse Son squelette s’entrechoque Le crâne réclame à boire Les orbites réclament le soleil Les jeunes taureaux sont beaux, Ernest Et tu l’étais aussi Quoi qu’ils disent Aujourd’hui
8.
Marangoni 04:20
MARANGONI All these things mean all to me The smell of her lips The strength of a bliss The sun ray reflecting on the glass The tears of my wine the shout of this woman The graveyard of my senses isn’t born yet And I’m raising my eyes to the sky But I don’t pray, I won’t pray There are these people running through the street I don’t ever see one, I am The light off of a blink I sometimes feel so small I don’t want to go quick This is how it has to be Not as it should The remembrance of what we said will tear us apart from what we’re doing now Someone told me yesterday “I regret” And I ask myself again, how human is able to feel like a small hurt animal So many years I’ve been working on

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300 Vinyles 12" (+ CD-R + mp3) - 12€
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PYLONE :

Julien T. - Batterie
Nadège - Basse
Matthieu - Guitare
Julien G. - Chant / Guitare / Percussions

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released April 30, 2013

Illustration Eric Mahé : maher.free.fr
Avec le soutien de Gabu Records : asso.gabuzomeu.bz
Katatak : katatak.fr
Nothing To The Table : www.nttt-records.com
Bruisson : bruisson.free.fr

Musique : Pylône
Textes : Julien G. (Excepté "It's Funny, Isn't It ?", "Le Combattant" et "Alone With Everybody" : Henry Chinaski)

Enregistré par Triboulet au Studio de la Trappe en décembre 2012
studiodelatrappe.chez-alice.fr
Mixé et Masterisé par Benoît Courribet (Cylens) en janvier/février 2013
www.cylens.net

Remerciements : Ben (Cylens / Nothing To The Table), Yannick & Sylvain (Gabu Records), Roland (Katatak), Yannick (Rien à Branler / Bruisson), Pilou, Eva, Flo, Liberto, Henry Chinaski.

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