No Incoming Sound

by I am Stramgram

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released November 13, 2016

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I am Stramgram Bordeaux, France

Pop folk anglo-saxonne saupoudrée d'électro, conjuguant l'urgente folie d'artistes tel que Born Ruffians/Beck/Eels, avec les élégantes parenthèses des dandys Bowie ou Yorke. La part belle est, comme aux origines folk, faite à la voix et aux textes. Joyeuse et mélancolique, débraillée et exigeante, une musique à l'image des paradoxes qui nous habitent. ... more

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Track Name: Pack Your Toys
They told me we’re leaving.
That it’s not for me to decide.
« Pack your toys, make things clean.
Tomorrow you’ll see our new house ».

I’ve whispered goodbye,
I waved at the empty streets
Printed the smell in my head
And how the snow makes things unreal

New pictures on the walls,
A new VCR and films
The heartbeat hasn’t changed
But something is dead inside of me.

Floutées et lointaines
Distancées depuis,
Ces allées se referment,
Mais leurs échos parfois m’attirent.

Pack your toys make things clean, New pictures on your walls.
Track Name: Nothing But The Time You Waste
I haven’t slept for ages and my days get longer,
Hanging around, hanging around and nothing matters.
I can not focus on anything, even for her.
There was a time, I had a goal and a shelter.

It’s four o'clock, I grab a beer at the local shop.
Where is my mind ?
No line to walk lost in a fog.
I’ve got so many things that I can’t get out of my head
I’m a sad clown, giving no smiles, only headaches

Have a sit, take a sec’ and have a look behind
The conclusion is not that fine
You have nothing, you have nothing but the time you waste
Finish that beer, put yourself to the test

It’s like being possessed,
you don’t control your thoughts or gestures
The lack of sleep, the lack of ideas, the lack of trust,
But it’s ok because you’ve heard you are pretty skilled
At what you do, but you know that’s just a picture you give.

Stop it now.

Have a sit, take a sec’ and have a look behind
The conclusion is not that fine
You have nothing, you have nothing but the time you waste
Finish that beer, put yourself to the test
Track Name: Serra's Snake
Quelques pas, je m’enfonce, silence et vide me maintiennent,
Entre les parois l'éviter, le reste importe à peine. Comme éloigné.

L’espace se joue de mes sens, le sol questionne le ciel
Puis au bout des serpents le temps redevient lui même. Laisse défiler.

There are no more thoughts to concertina in my brain
And there’s no incoming sound
Is every place is the same if it fits into our ground ?

Quelques pas, je m’enfonce, silence et vide me maintiennent,
Ici puisque le temps se calme mon sang circule à peine. Comme retardé.

L’espace se joue de mes sens, le sol questionne le ciel
Puis au bout des serpents le temps redevient lui même. Laissé filer.

There are no more thoughts to concertina in my brain
And there’s no incoming sound
Is every place is the same if it fits into our ground ?

Someone is calling
Someone is calling out
I don’t hear it
I’m not ready now
Track Name: Empty House
Empty house and empty mind
No footstep on the floor
You are missing every wall

I love each move you make
I’m not able to find the right melody
To fit in the air with you
I love everything you say
I’m not able to find the right chemistry
And I feel my brain is melting here

No air left
There’s no air left
Every move is pointless
I need an endless rest

I love each move you make
I’m not able to find the right melody
To fit in the air with you
I love everything you say
I’m not able to find the right chemistry
And I feel my brain is melting here