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I Am The Waves
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Alan Vega's suicide? No, just the waves, just the waves...
aint no dub bush no freedom and in america
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Neo eighties, grilled, spiced up and served hot for Extra Sensorial Perceptions and Music.
Ain't No Dub is an international project featuring artists from the USA and Europe. Current completed records include: - Bush No Freedom (Single, 4 titles, out in Sept 2007) - AND... In America (CD Album, 12 titles, out in Sept 2007) - Tomorrow (Single, 2 titles, out in Nov 2007) Produced and Published by Mr Ain't / ESP Music 2006. Recorded at ESPM Studio, Peter Ban's audio cavern, and in Brooklyn, NY. Mixed at ESPM Studio by Mr Pink. Mastered by D. Brethes at Wolf Studio, London. All songs written by Mr Ain't and/or Ain't No Dub. Special dub remixes by Gino Niemiz. Special Bush No Freedom remix by Pete Jones (ex PIL).
Song Info
Charts
Peak #933
Peak in subgenre #285
Author
Mr Ain't/S. Dublanche/AND
Rights
Ensuran Productions
Uploaded
July 06, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.8 MB 320 kbps 3:02
Story behind the song
The only gathering of six AND's musician with their instrument in a small room, a good synth sequence of Steve Goodsound White, and let's go. Later re-structured by Mr Ain't to apply the text of a poem called I am the waves that he had wrote before. Pascal Dognaux and Mr Ain't sing on it.
Lyrics
I am the wind that blows in your sails, your salt At the sparkle of your laughter In my mirror, look, look after And then draw back wide all the mist To cover you in a spray of kisses I am the wind that blows in your sails I am the salt that burns your skin I am the waves that sweep you away Far, far, far to the end of the day I am the waves that carry me, that carry you Into the effervescence Of my expectations Far, far, far, far, into the brilliance of the day I am the wind that blows in your sails I am the salt that burns your skin I am the waves that sweep you away Far, far, far to the end of the day You vibrate under my attacks Your varnish cracks and gives a way To my desire, endlessly I lick all of your nervures And leap onboard, my beautiful vessel You will roar and rush, pure of heart, To the golden havens of our, oow… lovemaking As I’m the carrying wave for you The wind that blows in your sails The salt that dries in your skin And I carry the colours of your love © Bertrand Damien - Ensuran Productions Textes déposés All rights reserved 2005-2007
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