published on
Original composition, mix and mastering by Teth Sin @teth-sin : guitars,
bass, bağlama, samplers, lyrics, vocals, final vocal arrangement/mix
Mariam Zohra D / Myrh : Lyrics, vocals & their pre-mix, cover design
Photo by My Ti
On the musical side, this is basically the summary of a funky nightmare.
Teth Sin's lyrics represent an attempt of applying
electronic poetry to digitally crafted music: its starting point
consisted in extrapolating a few random sentences from an English
translation of the novel "Morel's Invention" by the Argentinian novelist
Adolfo Bioy Casares, subsequently randomizing the words order with an
old, discontinued software for Mac OS9. The resulting untidy text has
been eventually reorganized in sentences and verses, partially
influenced by a rational effort. This ostensible delirium possibly
conceals some hazy remarks on contemporary lifetime and/or today's
so-called "music industry". Of course, multiple interpretations are
allowed and encouraged.
As Teth's process of producing lyrics 'cuts through it all' you might say,
Myrh highlights that strategy, singing "I'm just gonna walk right through"
coupled with attitudinal lines of "well, well now, ooooo well now!" :D
LYRICS:
walk right through
hey
walk right through
i’m just gonna walk right through
oh well
hey
In this hole of suffering our crushed flowers (to the left)
sound like sleeping deserts made out of steel. (to the right)
Your round, intense phonograph (- let me just walk - of me)
cannot believe in my constant insomnia. (oh well)
We control the resounding island from our blatant spot,
until the ground will open its greedy mouth.
Why does time speak louder than my nerves? (oh well)
An intruder sun kneels on the mud of repetition. (oh)
Pain parties continue as my monologue flows, (oh)
sparkling inside your amazing asylum.
A hard travel we had in our dead dream,
listening to your infernal gong.
Partly insane peers, polluted with lethargy,
chose to be heard in their childish garden.
Recalling a chance of immortality, I slowly noticed
an improper capacity of perceiving the last trembling sunrise. (easy, easy!)
well well well
oh! hey!
mm hmm, well now!
well, well
Is my unjustified air replying already? (well well now)
My second sky is constantly scared.
Strange trampled waters repeat their swaying escape (oh, to the left)
and speak of things happening in my mutilated nightmare. (to the right)
An invisible madness kept vocalizing (oh oh oh well)
and made our distress larger than reality.
iamma just walk right through
well well now!
walk right through
now!
i’m just gonna walk right through
well well now!
ooo well!
- Genre
- PsychoFunk