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The Good Graces of Machines
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The first part of The Art of Falling Forward story. Here we meet Adam, a deeply sad man in a world of blessed perfection.
electronica pink floyd prog ambient gothic progressive rock david bowie peter gabriel artrock one man band
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There is truth and there are lies Outside of that is noise626 Forever pushing the boundaries of ambient gothic art rock. Music from the Other Side
noise626 is a tour de force in electronic/ambient/progressive rock unlike anything you may have heard. And in this era of cookie cutter bands putting out cookie cutter music, it's a wonder to see sounds influenced by the progressive rock of the past and the electronic based music of the present. Together, it represents a new era of rock music. And it's music to your ears. Firstly, much love, blessings and thanks for all the hard work, sleepless nights, and unending support to Joshywa and Pharoahmoan Productions! You have no idea how much you make my day brighter! Front page photo by the amazing noise626 music can be purchased at the following online stores: CD Baby is my mainline for our CDs :) But wait! That's not all! You can also purchase individual tracks from these fine folks: and, of course, right here on Soundclick! Thank you kindly for listening... Stay strong! pax ant
Song Info
Charts
Peak #854
Peak in subgenre #69
Author
Ant Graham
Rights
2002
Uploaded
February 02, 2006
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MP3 7.1 MB 128 kbps 7:43
Story behind the song
I have always been fascinated by concept pieces in rock music, so I figured I would give it a shot. The Art of Falling Forward suite has four parts, an dis based on a short story I wrote in college.
Lyrics
Sitting in front of an empty face Of a serving machine Who exist only to serve "Whatever I can do to bring you joy I will do for you sir" Adam smiles Hiding as he always does It smiles back Oblivious to the hurt in his eyes. The towers of gold and silver Towers of truth That scrape the teeming skies The sanitized automated heart Of Perfect City A million beaming smiles Laughing, toiling, playing Never broken never sad Here there is no anger hate or fear Just a perfect sunrise And a perfect sunset In the clean processed scented air It is the perfect appointed time Of a perfect little world "And it will be my undoing" He says "This will be my undoing" The streets in the world where Adam lives are always clean But the thoughts that roar through his mind are beginning to scream Adam sits and stares into the night Perched above the air trams And the lavender lights And try as hard as he might He can’t help but to feel He is the moat in God’s eye. The streets in the world where Adam lives are always clean But the thoughts that roar through his mind are beginning to scream
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