Wednesday, 2 April 2008

Track 3: Lost & Foundland


Lyrics:
She drew a picture of their faces in the sand
Then let the sea go back on parts of its land
He wrote a poem that he hid inside his hand
It disappeared as did the drawings in the sand

There will always be pictures
There will be lost words
And there will be music
No one has ever heard

It would be easy to step forward and say 'Hi'
But despite my cravings, I'm still too shy
I don't tell stories, and I don't tell lies
If I ever felt a thing, I've already let it die

There will always be emotions
That will force you like thirst
You could hide from them forever
But sometime, you will burst

Background:
The worst thing i know is being bitter. People being bitter have chronic wrinkles around their lips caused by sucking on lemons for a long time. There are, however, times when bitterness is unavoidable. Being ditched for instance, causes wrinkles and cynicism. Heaps of cynicism. When that happens, since it does happen once in a while, there are certain things you could do to make the symptoms affect you less. Like writing a song.

Basically, this song contains two messages: 'Easy come, easy go' and 'Shit happens'. Since those are quite trivial messages, I added more words to somehow make it more artistic. Or to cover the fact that I'm a mundane being.

That's one interpretation. However, I don't want to overdo it. Let's just say I had the urge to make something purple with blue waves in it. This song is purple. Covered with blue waves.

Next Wednesday:
Track 4 - Nocere

Wednesday, 26 March 2008

Track 2: Elevator Theme


Lyrics:
If this was a film
my name would be Frances
and I would be dancing
all over the screen

But there is no film
it's all fake
and when the lights are out
I have to try to stay awake

And in the dark
I move things apart
and while looking for glue
maybe, I'll find you

And in the dark
I move things apart
and while looking for what's true
maybe, I'll find you

Background:
The making of Elevator Theme began as an experiment, actually it was the first time I used any kind of percussion, and it contains at least eight voice tracks on top of each other. One voice is reversed, another is transformed through a carpet of delay effects, a third one is made unrecognizable through pitching and a heavy reverb. Although all voices and instruments are real, the song is nothing but fiction. It is a rocking chair, a magic carpet, an elevator raising through the ceiling.

Next Wednesday:
Track 3 - Lost & Foundland

Wednesday, 19 March 2008

Track 1: Icaria II

Lyrics:
I once had a house
but it was flooded
all kinds of wet

I had to find my friends
so I checked the depth
and held my breath

And I swam in circles

I then found my loved ones
their cardboard covers
were soaked in mud

I tried to clean them up
restore the order
and get things right

But I'll just walk in circles
I'll just run into squares

He smells like a book
his skin is paper
his teeth are words

And when I turn the page
I see an ending,
a happy ending

Where I'm not walking in circles
where I'm not stuck in squares

Background:
Icaria II is Icaria I seen through a mirror. And vice versa. While Icaria I is about running away, looking for goodie bags overseas, Icaria II rather stays at home, searching for interesting things left in the wardrobe. Imagine there would be a giant tsunami and a flood in your house. Not a tsunami killing people, but a tsunami messing with the order of things. While some belongings would inevitably sink the the bottom, others could rise to the surface. Old smells, old faces and brand new perspectives.

Written, arranged and recorded by Siri af Burén
Vocals, guitars, percussion: Siri
Cat voice: Krister
Instrument of the month: Wooden frog

Next Wednesday:
Track 2 - Elevator Theme