Voici les liens des différents projet auxquels je fais plus ou moins partie.
http://www.koma.zik.muhttp://www.thegreatflow.fr.sthttp://www.lliinnkk.comhttp://www.waste.fr.stWaste étant mon groupe de reprises.
Link, l'ancien nom de mon groupe.
The Great Flow, le nouveau avec la nouvelle musique (plus electro) qui va avec.
ET donc Komä qui est en fait un projet "solo" dans le sens que c'est moi qui ait tout joué et composé (et enregistré) mais ce n'est pour autant que ca restera à l'état.
C'est en perpétuel évolution et peut-être que certains morceaux finiront dans The Great Flo, ou une partie, ou d'autres disparaîtront... enfin bon voilà.
Servez-vous.
1//eko2//always sane3//fiction(s) 4//choice5//over6//empty7//IIO0118//somewhere9//alone10//koral11//time & sensesEt voici les paroles de ces quelques chansons...
J'en suis pas complètement satisfait mais si j'étais riche et célèbre, je serais pas là...
Always saneDone, I’m done
It’s all gone
Where are my feelings?
Where are my thoughts?
Deadly broken, hardly taken
Voices of reason, Fucked up lessons
I’m ought to know, no one knows
Cut, I’m out
Nothing about
Getting closer
To what I could live without
ChoiceI don’t grieve
Eyes in the sorrow
I don’t see
Time and tomorrow
Will you be the choice over here?
Will you be the dust and the clear?
A choice, a sign, a breath
What else to be wrong
A heart, a chance, a seal
Never in the song
A gasp, a glance, a sense
I know it’s too late
A cry, a shine, that is why
I know it is too far… from it
Will you be…
A taste of a brightness… who?
I don’t grieve
Eyes in the sorrow
I don’t need your time and your sorrows… oh no
Will you be…
A taste of a brightness…
Fiction(s)End, now, it is decided
Dead, low, somebody’s mended
All of this is real mistake
On, off, he can only break
Down, up, God is all he can shape
He could know, he can blow
Tears, soap, everything’s washed up
Cheers, shot, he knows he’s uncut
Shine, sign, he doesn’t look behind
He’s unkind, on our minds
I know I’m not really plugged into
Something will come and tell me what to do
I’m on the lands of fears and ambitions
But who can knows how mush is this fiction(s)
Theme, sin, there is no devil
Film, Skin, there is no rehearsal
Gun, numb, fade in poverty
Of mind, of time
SomewhereIt can be broken
It can be sold
Feelings are mended
Not on my soul
You die somewhere
You lie somewhere
You fly somewhere
You sign somewhere
It could be broken
It could be mold
Silly confusion
Trusting the gold
Making the sun down
(Are we making this real all day?)
Making the moon
(Bad week, bad feeling, turn down the way)
Chasing the right bound
(Trust me, feel me, know me, find me)
Chasing the doom
(Two-sides, two ways, will you touch my skin again?)
You die somewhere
You lie somewhere
You fly somewhere
You sign somewhere
You shine somewhere
You climb somewhere
You mind somewhere
You’re mine somewhere
AloneYesterday’s laughing
Here comes the stone
Everything’s watching the eyes in the sky
They are blind, so alone
A new day is rising
And I don’t know why
Nobody’s shining
And my days are lying
Are we gonna die?
How this time could be stupid anymore
Everybody’s care for more
What do you do it for?
Every sight is darker and darker again
Nobody moves
And that monster is beating my friends
Another day, another pain
All of the people forgive
The day past when nobody’s insane
Here is the one
That comes for free
For only one reason
For the heart of the sun
For all the souls that are gonna be
Alone fiction
Is it the moon or the sun?
Why do we destroy the only way to be done?
As the sun, we have to be only one, only one
How do we have to find a reason to choose one of us
that again will see the dawn…
How do we find a reason to choose one of us
that, again, will see the dawn alone… alone…
KoralStay alive… stay alive my baby…
Rest your land.
Time & SensesEach sound I was on the to find
Each ground I was waiting like a sound
Each shape came out without a fake
Each grape brought down without sake
There is no god to be found
Every mistakes and breaks I make
There is no tear to be cried
You don’t have to swear, struggle and shake
You know there’s only one
But coffee and heat are chasing
Routine fears everyone
And time is hiding the senses
My friend time…
Older, I know I am getting closer
Shoulder of all those big cheap answers
Big crap in the sea of circumstances
Last lap of a run of non-senses
Ce sont des textes très personnels... je ne sais même pas pourquoi je les mets là...
Je les aime mais je n'en suis pas fier au point de vouloir les comparer à ceux du chanteur de mon groupe...
Donc c'est là, c'est fait...
Et comme d'hab, n'hésitez pas à donner votre avis sur quoi que ce soit.
Ah puis j'oubliais de montrer la pochette (provisoire) :
