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lyrics
He was out of luck and out of charms
Brought in daylight, in daylight
He wore nothing more but funeral clothes
Bought in the moonlight, the moonlight
Nothing was left of all his old fears
Nothing was left, it all disappeared
He was full of joy, so full of pride
To blink his third eye, his third eye
It was giant love, up from above
Through his third eye, his third eye
Nothing was left of all his old fears
Nothing was left, it all disappeared
Nothing was left, it became so clear
Nothing was left, it all disappeared
It all disappeared
credits
from Grief,
track released January 22, 2016
Written by Ego Death
Wooden guitars, slide guitars and vocals by Joey Proteau
Percussions by Simon Pedneault
Recorded by Simon Pedneault
Un petit aparté sur ma page quebéco-acadiano-canayenne et francophile internationale pour souligner le bon matériel proposé par ce groupe de Québec. D'ailleurs l'excellent Titre "Encore la mort" vaut bien l'écoute d'autres hits planétaires. Bravo gangn'e!
Portrait du groupe à Bande à part en 2008:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqBTsDBUqqk
"Queen" perfo;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxUKpe3IbII Maison Planàterre
loving this album..vocals sounds like Frank Black on Strepsils…hey…anything that even reminds me of the pixies is a very very good thing..and a brilliant poster to boot Grant Wilson
Tblisi, Georgia band Sky Diving Penguins hone their approach to sharp, hooky power pop on their long-awaited debut, 20 years in the making. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 12, 2022
Comme le groupe, tous les Titres de Opononi ont le O pour 1ère lettre. Cet album concept exsudent de sonorités punk prog sale (après le folk/rock sale) obtenues en raclant, en frottant, en torchant, en tordant, en étirant, et...en jetant cette saleté sonore inlavable dans les ordures du Bunker d'Auteuil. Le résultat ne pouvait qu'être imprégné de gras, de tâches, d'huile et de boue. C'est bien assaisonné, c'est goûteux, et c'est indigeste à souhait. J'en redemande.
MP:O O O O=OPO le dauphin? Maison Planàterre