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Cut Copy – In ghost colours (with Gemma Ward)

April 4, 2008

Australia´s stardestined band, Cut Copy, released their new album, In Ghost Colours. An anthem-fledged production with euphoric dance moments, m.d.m.a. reefs, diamond studded synth layers and guitar bonanzas. Not bad on the skylove lyrics and the sort of New Order robust vocal seductions. It might be the cool indie album of the year. Perfect to listen and dance with your supermodel girlfriend and pop some pills or something, maybe a milkshake. Live the pop life and be happy among the silver clouds. Lets go to Astralia with androgynous aussie barby Gemma Ward, Cut Copy will be playing and the vodkas will be of bluelight.

10-far-away-cut copy.mp3
08-voice-in-quartz -cut copy.mp3

feel the love-cut copy-in ghost colours.mp3

Lyrics: Underworld-Born Slippy

December 6, 2007

“Born Slippy”

(classic and unmatched techno songlyrics)

Drive boy dog boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your innerspace boy
You had
hands girl boy
and steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I’ve grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said comeover comeover
She smiled at you boy.

Drive boy dog boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your innerspace boy
You had
hands girl boy
and steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I’ve grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said comeover comeover
She smiled at you boy.

(more…)

Lyric: By This River -Brian Eno

December 4, 2007

BY THIS RIVER

Here we are
Stuck by this river,
You and I
Underneath a sky that’s ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down.

Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.

You talk to me
as if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
From another time.

Lyric: “Examination of What” (Digable Planets)

December 4, 2007

one day..while I was sipping some groove juice I realised..that in the
span of time we’re just babies..it’s all relative, time is unreal.

we’re just babies, we’re just babies, man (x 4)

every man’s a planet and the props are there to get it
insects roll together with the spirit in our orbit
life, it comes & goes and you do not punch a clock
I don’t take shit for granted, I think of scott la rock
also of tyrel and battles at the borders
my cousins in the joint and the homeless grippin quarters
the forests are all shrinking, this deepens to my thinkin
don’t cover up the nappy, be happy witcha kinkin!
dwellin, yes, you’re dwellin as the norm is itty-bitty
figure eighty-fitty for a smidgen of the city
in the serengetti, be ready for a box
but beware of the shanks and the pistols and the glocks
if your peoples don’t getcha, you still ain’t off clean
the politicians’ mask is worse than Hallowe’en
I write the funky scripts so you know I got to kick ‘em
now tell me who’s the vics and tell me who’s the victim

chorus [butterfly]

what is really what is really what is really what:
- if the funk don’t move your butt
- and if the box don’t make you hot
- and if the cats don’t dig the raps
- if your life ain’t got no spice
- or if the guns just wreck your fun
- or if some shouts ain’t in the house
- or if your crew ain’t down with you
(more…)

Lyric

December 4, 2007

FLAMING

(Syd Barret)

Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown.
Yippee! You can’t see me
But I can you.
Lazing in the foggy dew
Sitting on a unicorn.
No fair, you can’t hear me
But I can you.
Watching buttercups cup the light
Sleeping on a dandelion.
Too much, I won’t touch you
But then I might.
Screaming through the starlit sky
Travelling by telephone.
Hey ho, here we go
Ever so high.
Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown.
Yippee! You can’t see me
But I can you.

Lyric

December 4, 2007

INNER LIGHT (george harrison)
Without going out of my door
I can know all things of earth
With out looking out of my window
I could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Without going out of my door
You can know all things of earth

With out looking out of my window
You could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Arrive without travelling
See all without looking
Do all without doing…


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