Atom Collector Records Friday Selection

almost 4 years ago

The following tracks are a selection of the fantastic independent musicians that use AtomCollectorRecords.com:

Love Battle (A Century of Middle Class Love) by Got.Knees

Game of Droplets 2. by QT

Premier regard [Wypernet and Lukowig] by Lukowig

Music and guitar: Wypernet soundcloud.com/laurent-toupet-930624560/tracks
Drums, bass, lyrics, vocal, mixing, mastering and illustration: Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/
Thanks to Sylvain D'ailleurs for his advice.

LYRICS

Premier regard
quelque part
dans le passé
m'ont agressé
tes yeux noirs

Premier regard
revenant à ma mémoire
sans pitié
m'ont foudroyé
tes yeux noirs

Bulles façonnées par mes désirs
remontent à la surface
une à une sans prévenir

Bulles gonflées par mes souvenirs
éclatent à la surface
une à une et me font souffrir

Premier regard
magiquement noir
et sorcier
m'ont envoûté
tes yeux noirs

Les lames de fond l'écume acide
n'effacent la trace
indélébile de ton sourire

Sans larme je me morfonds baignant dans le vide
profond qui me glace
et alimente mes soupirs

Cheesecloth Redux by Mysterioso

From Dusk Till Dawn by @skeeboo

“From Dusk Till Dawn” is the second composition of my new Tableaux Électroniques project.
With the company of a blend of electric and acoustic timbres and lead by an oboe, you may wander around in a chilly night until the sun rises.

The melodic themes are derived from previous Moods and Modes pieces: the “chilly evening” theme comes from Autumn Sunset while the “sunrise” central theme comes from Sunrise on Mars. Follow the links to hear the original versions.

A Bad day in Paris by @indusrush

This song is told in story form , or commentary rather, of a story relating to some people caught up in the Paris attacks, and is dedicated to survivors, victims and friends and rellies of those involved. naturally, it is also a remembrance to all victims of terrorism and violence. The song is based on a run in the am scale which was originally written on an old Spanish guitar hanging around in my flat in Middleburg, in the Netherlands. That was back in the 80's. I recently revisited the piece, and had another attempt of making a song from it...This is the result. It features BetaPSI on vocals and Bjorn Dahlberg on Sax and Piano.

LYRICS

A Bad day in Paris (All fall Down)

She sits and watches as she, sips wine on the champs Elise, she’s watching life as life goes by.
She holds her breath a moment, she’s just a small component, in the wheel of time that never dies,

They hear “Our lady”’s bell ring, a priest shows round a Pilgrim, come all this way to visit Lourdes.
He used to be a soldier, but now he’s somewhat older, he thinks his faith will change his fate.

And while all this is happening, she feels her life unravelling, the mother tells her child “Your Daddy’s late”.
She holds his hand and stands up, she nimbly does her coat up, chill in the air as autumn comes.

All fall down, all fall down,
All fall down, all fall down.

The pilgrim thanks the priest and, looks towards the east can, he see the children's father coming now.
They’re happy as they greet him, Their mother softly holds them, they run along the city street,

All fall down, all fall down,
All fall down, all fall down.

The lady sees them coming, there is no time for running, she grabs her child but it’s too late.
The pilgrim tries to stand up, he tries to put his hands up, what a futile move in present day.

The men in black come swiftly, hatred in their eyes and quickly, point their guns that spit death and hate and fear.
The mother and her children, the priest and then the pilgrim, all fall down, whilst daddy lives.

All fall down, whilst Dady lives,
All fall down, whilst Dady lives.