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As long as the music plays - Summergrove
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A mellow track from the album "A theory of anything" joint with an instrumental intermission.
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Jorm is a world. Well, it's mainly the brainchild of my musical vision but onstage we are a whole band. On the recordings however, I solely perform all instrume
Jorm is the brainchild of multi-instrumentalist Fredrik Andersson but began as a joke called "Riffkollektivet" (freely translated "The Riff Community") with the amibition of making old school progressive rock. As any good joke it detoured into more serious territory and became sort of a dual-existing project with a live directed band on one side and a recording project on the other and that's where we're at. The emphasis is still on symphonic prog rock but the palette has extended to include just about anything that pops into Fredrik's hairy head. In short: Jorm is on one hand a one-man recording project and on the other hand a full band occaisonally performing selected songs live wherever they may get the chance. Or even shorter: Jorm is a world.
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Charts
#680 in subgenre Peak #18
Charts
Peak #322
Author
Fredrik Andersson
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Fredrik Andersson
Uploaded
July 22, 2010
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MP3 7.3 MB 128 kbps 7:56
Story behind the song
This is one of my personal favourites, if I may take a little liberty here. Slow-paced but steadily building up tension that erupts in that fuzzy guitar break (which in fact is derived from a Brian Eno song, and no, not "Warm jets"). The lyrics deal with escapism leaking through to the everyday life of people encountering each other. That little coda "Summergrove" was made up on the spot in the recording process and hung onto the tail end of the main song. I just wanted a psychedelic intermission to beef up the pretentions. (Or to provide a laid back breather, whichever you prefer).
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Say hi to the audience, paid for being seen Like the fool and how he's right And how nobody knows he's right But that's just in the film Say no more to the writer, he knows your very life His books are where you got it from And your reaction is his oat from which he lifts your meal And you thought that you've been dreaming when they showed it on the cover what you never should discover through the seasoned water Precious wounds up to the fore Secrets known by everyone never to be confirmed Like the fool and how he's wrong And how everyone thinks he's right That sure is for real As long as the music plays, reason keeps you down And who'd want to remain down? The artsy wit, the one put-on, the classy whim of care And you thought that they've been dreaming when they played their grieving anthem on behalf of all the low-lifes carried from the paper As long as the music plays...
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