I’ll be right there, where, when and how, dear?
How much, dear? How much, dear?
Is there something I can do, dear? Just tell me, please tell me
You never got that apology, now look here, here you go:
I’m so sorry I was late, dear. I came too, I came too soon
I’m sorry I didn’t deserve you, you’re too fine for me
I am a wreck and I botched my part, forgive me, for I am weak
I am so sorry I am the way that I am
This wasn’t what you signed up… wasn’t what you signed up for
I’m a doormat, and you’re a nazi, no compassion for anyone else
Were you too stupid or too proud?
I did the suffering, you did the right thing, closed your eyes and ears
Like an ostrich, you buried your head in the sand
You never know when I’d reach the end of my rope
I never knew you, we are done
You know I am scared, you know I am scarred and scared
I’m sure you do, love, we are done
(Paint my face in blood, love)
I’m way too boring, I’m way too empty and sad
Now that’s not sexy, is it, love?
(Paint my face in blood, love)
Why are you not here?
I lay in bed, I’m dying… or at least crying - I need you
(Paint me with your blood, love)
January fifth is a day of shame
I regret taking your gift, it was poisonous
I’m sorry I kept on wanting you
I should have realized that you needed a stranger’s cock
A third of my life wasted, bye!
Please just go
I’ll be right there, where, when and how, dear?
How much, dear? How much, dear?
Is there something I can do, dear? Just tell me, please tell me
I am a wreck and I botched my part, forgive me, for I am weak
I am so sorry you are the way that you are
credits
from Premonitions,
released May 2, 2017
Anders Matthiesen: drums, percussion
Silas Andersen: vocals, guitar, bass, synthesizer, programming
Wrtten by Silas Andersen
Mixed by Silas Andersen & Anders Matthiesen
An unique compilation derived from a period of isolation in which all these great musicians and sound enthusiasts were able to experiment and create unique tunes to let the mind wander off into blissful oblivion. josedenoche
From the album opener to the closing, you experience what I shall henceforth call GALACTIC synthwave due to its powerful sweeping analog synthesizer melodies, its thick meaty rhythms (no rinkydink sounding drum machines here), its fat, cosmic arpeggios, and of course its sometimes death-defying musical chord choices (listen to "New Beginnings"). Sonically expansive. Loud and conquering. Lovingly assembled. Beautifully produced. Lionel Valdellon (Acid42)
On the final track I was finishing the part in Call of Cthulhu where Johansen’s strange and horrific journey to R’lyeh is being recalled. It’s described as an ancient cyclopean city of non Euclidean geometry that no human could build. Angles and perspectives are constantly shifting. I think it fits perfectly with the final track that mentions the Fata Morgana. Dionysus Virus