1. |
Mistaken
05:19
|
|||
|
Mistaken
Nothing makes sense anymore
These great expectations I’m leaving behind
Standing along a dusty path
A hammered waltz and some minor chords
Tricks sold in bag-of-three
Nothing makes sense anymore
The science of love - shaking hands
The tight embraces teach me nothing
Aimless caresses and deafening sighs
My high-speed chaos in the stats of road crashes
Our struck-down bodies waiting for emergency
The sluggish ending
Nothing Makes sense
I’ve been mistaken
If all the notes could bring me far away from here
In a world of oblivion and emptiness
Only the vibes of my heart would remain beating
In a half-measure world repeated for ever
My sons(/songs) will bring their own chaos
A little further down the road
A little further down the road
Nothing will make sense
|
||||
2. |
Lost Days
05:01
|
|||
3. |
Twisted Jazz
03:37
|
|||
4. |
Baffin Sea
04:08
|
|||
|
Baffin Sea.
My guys and I are flying high
Over Baffin Bay through to Nares Strait
Though the air is freezing
There’s no cloud to keep the suns at bay
Transporting hydrogen to the Chrome Dome
I’m sending you messages in copper bottles
But the cabin is on fire
Eject my friends over the water
I’ll bail out in time
In the freezing air over Baffin Island
Go run away from the ruthless enemy
Hide away under the cryptic sea
And the suns will melt the ice
Over Baffin Bay through to Nares Strait
Though the air is freezing
They’ll burn my liquid body
Contaminate the whales
I’ll join the one-horned monsters
She’s the dream of a sea
A Goddamn fantasy
A fragment of pure light
Ice covering blanket and pillows
Over my burnt flesh
The lashes of her eyes
Coal-black and mesmerizing
The last vision before the crash
And the explosion of a thousand laughters
She’s the dream of a sea
A Goddamn fantasy
The lashes of her eyes
Coal-black and mesmerizing
A fragment of pure light
A never-sleeping ice pack
The last vision before the crash
And the explosion of a thousand laughters into
Terrorized agony
You’ll find me singing with
The one-horned monsters
(at The bottom of the Baffin Sea.)
|
||||
5. |
I'm Coming Your Way
05:10
|
|||
|
I'm coming your way.
The tallest trees donnot see where you're gone
The long distance birds cannot follow
And the rocks in the mountains are stuck in the ground
Drops of heavens falling on my cheeks
They do not tell me
They have nothing to say
My knees they come crush up my belly
My heart gets stung by hundreds of shards
All blown in and out between my ribs
Drops of acid falling along my cheeks
They tell me nothing
They have nothing to say
And it's all messed up
I'm coming your way
But it's all fucked up
I'm stretching out my arm
There's no one left.
|
||||
SONOVOX Grenoble, France
S O N O V O X :
.: Fred Bonnier :.
.: Vincent Tessaire :.
.: Thomas
Hueber :.
.: Guilhem Roux :.
.: Vincent Agache :.
SONOVOX is initially a voice, a bass and the mixing of musical styles at the crossroads of rock, electro and progressive music.
Live, Sonovox's music is interpreted by a line-up in place since 2020.
... more
SONOVOX recommends:
Regrets of the Sidewalk
by Laudanum
Laudanum is my former band, based on loops, improvisations (guitars and voice), plus texts from great authors such as Nick Cave, Jim Morrison and Bret Easton Ellis. Alternative, Ambient, Rude! :D
go to album
Music is my only friend
by The Great Sadness
ex Babybird, Stephen Jones is one of the most thrilling one-man projects I know : a unique artist! Highly recommended!
go to albumIf you like SONOVOX, you may also like:
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jul 29, 2019
go to album
Super Connected (2023)
by Tim Arnold
Tim Arnold's latest album of lushly detailed art-pop explores the insidious ways tech surveillance has become a part of our lives.
go to album
The Revenge Of Heads On Fire
by White Hills
Trailblazing psych duo White Hills return with another batch of bottom-heavy stoner-y anthems submerged in 200 tons of guitar.
go to album
Krautrock collides with psych on this rip-roaring EP from El Universo, which pits jagged guitars against lockstep rhythms.
go to album
