tmw#2 arthur adam - pulse special
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Adam maakt muziek omdat het moet. Fluistert, zoemt, schreeuwt, verwondert. Heeft zo z’n eigen muzikale universum. Grofweg tussen Radiohead en Jeff Buckley, tussen Satie en Coltrane, tussen Andrew Bird en Joni Mitchell. Maakt af en toe een popliedje, soms een a capella jazzexercitie, dan weer een mini-rockopera, maar meestal gewoon intrigerende melancholische muziek om eens goed naar te luisteren. Muziektijdschrift en label The Music Whisperer was zo enthousiast dat ze besloot om samen met Adam het album te gaan uitbrengen met de tweede editie van het magazine. The Music Whisperer The Music Whisperer is een muziekmagazine met een focus op luistermuziek. Elke editie staat er één album centraal, dat ook samen exclusief met het blad verkrijgbaar is. In het blad vind je interviews, achtergronden, columns en liner notes, al dan niet door de band zelf op papier gezet. The Music Whisperer geeft zo een intiem beeld van het ontstaan van het album wat die editie centraal staat.TRANSCRIPT
Look how beautiful the life isfor a moment, just slightly distortedechoes of life in a soft hummmmmmm
See the floor falling below youand feel your heartbeat poundingand feel the pulsating excitementoh how the head explodes
Pulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feelPulse, feel the life, feel
Imagine the world in its last lightThe warm red glow, the light of decayand every little thing will press its last beauty outoh how the head explodes
Pulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feelPulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feel
02 pulse
I don’t knowcould you hold me once more?I guess that I don’t know anymoreYou took all my lovedid something beautiful with itNow, where did you go my dear?I saw you on TV, at least I think I didLast night I think I dreamt of youYou were leaving me behindNow it’s all a mess inside
06 a mess
Arthur Adam Pulse
You are the part of me I’m notYou are a part of meI’m not sure how to control youto feel you and not to need you
You are the part of me I’m notWe are like Siamese twinsSo how could I hate youor relate to you
We are like Siamese twinsThey would have to operate on usto separate usWe are like Siamese twinsit may seem incestuousthe concept of ‘us’We are like Siamese twinsNo matter how miserable we make usYou are the part of me I’m not
We are like Siamese twins
You are a part of meI’m not sure how to control
03 Like Siamese twins
Peel me out of my skinWash me off the shoreWatch the rolling headsInvite me to your selfCocoon me in, my loveTry eating me aliveLet me dissolve in youCould you hold me in your bodycould you make a home for me?Even if I’d be the man you were looking forIf I would shed my skinWould you cocoon me inI’m just looking for new skinFor someone to carry me all the wayCould you be that strongCould you hold me in your bodyCould you carry me homeEven if I’d be the man you weren’t looking forIf I would shed my skinWould you cocoon me in
04 skin
Lately I’ve been thinking how our love isWe share our highs and we share our lowsWe fuck and fight like any other coupleAnd I really suck at fighting
So when we can’t take anymoreWe’re still settling a score
Take a look at my heartit’s scarred, it’s scarred
Lately we’ve been trying out our bordersHow much drama can we handleYou’re pushing me because you like the tensionThat’s not the attention I had in mind
So happy we go back to warto hurt a little more
Take a look at my heartit’s scarred, it’s scarred
Our daily use is so confusedAnd our daily woes, they won’t let goSo: How much drama can we handle
05 how much drama can we handle
lyrics
Every morning birds wake me upjust before dawn, telling me“you shouldn’t worry, this isn’t the end of the world.Dreams may come and go but we will stay”
No need for alarmsNo need for alarm clocksopening doors for industrial worldsNo need for sirensNo need for silenceNo need for wordsI’ve got birds
01 birds
1110
Look how beautiful the life isfor a moment, just slightly distortedechoes of life in a soft hummmmmmm
See the floor falling below youand feel your heartbeat poundingand feel the pulsating excitementoh how the head explodes
Pulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feelPulse, feel the life, feel
Imagine the world in its last lightThe warm red glow, the light of decayand every little thing will press its last beauty outoh how the head explodes
Pulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feelPulse, feel the life, feel the lifeThe abyss, feel alive, feel
02 pulse
I don’t knowcould you hold me once more?I guess that I don’t know anymoreYou took all my lovedid something beautiful with itNow, where did you go my dear?I saw you on TV, at least I think I didLast night I think I dreamt of youYou were leaving me behindNow it’s all a mess inside
06 a mess
Arthur Adam Pulse
You are the part of me I’m notYou are a part of meI’m not sure how to control youto feel you and not to need you
You are the part of me I’m notWe are like Siamese twinsSo how could I hate youor relate to you
We are like Siamese twinsThey would have to operate on usto separate usWe are like Siamese twinsit may seem incestuousthe concept of ‘us’We are like Siamese twinsNo matter how miserable we make usYou are the part of me I’m not
We are like Siamese twins
You are a part of meI’m not sure how to control
03 Like Siamese twins
Peel me out of my skinWash me off the shoreWatch the rolling headsInvite me to your selfCocoon me in, my loveTry eating me aliveLet me dissolve in youCould you hold me in your bodycould you make a home for me?Even if I’d be the man you were looking forIf I would shed my skinWould you cocoon me inI’m just looking for new skinFor someone to carry me all the wayCould you be that strongCould you hold me in your bodyCould you carry me homeEven if I’d be the man you weren’t looking forIf I would shed my skinWould you cocoon me in
04 skin
Lately I’ve been thinking how our love isWe share our highs and we share our lowsWe fuck and fight like any other coupleAnd I really suck at fighting
So when we can’t take anymoreWe’re still settling a score
Take a look at my heartit’s scarred, it’s scarred
Lately we’ve been trying out our bordersHow much drama can we handleYou’re pushing me because you like the tensionThat’s not the attention I had in mind
So happy we go back to warto hurt a little more
Take a look at my heartit’s scarred, it’s scarred
Our daily use is so confusedAnd our daily woes, they won’t let goSo: How much drama can we handle
05 how much drama can we handle
lyrics
Every morning birds wake me upjust before dawn, telling me“you shouldn’t worry, this isn’t the end of the world.Dreams may come and go but we will stay”
No need for alarmsNo need for alarm clocksopening doors for industrial worldsNo need for sirensNo need for silenceNo need for wordsI’ve got birds
01 birds
1110
