CUT​-​UP BLOSSOMS (side B)

by JOACHIM REGOUT

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AVERTISSEMENT PARENTAL n°1 : CONTENU NON-EXPLICITE !
Le "cut-up", utilisé par Joachim Regout dans ses textes, est "une technique littéraire aléatoire, où un texte se trouve découpé au hasard puis réarrangé pour produire un texte nouveau. De manière générale, elle est utilisée pour produire une alternative à la lecture traditionnelle et linéaire.
L’origine du concept peut être attribué aux Dadaistes des années 1920, mais il a surtout été développé à partir de la fin des années 1950 et popularisé par l’auteur William S. Burroughs. Depuis, le cut-up s’utilise dans diverses disciplines et contextes."

AVERTISSEMENT PARENTAL n°2 : ENREGISTREMENT EXPLICITEMENT LO-FI !
Cet enregistrement est expérimental et authentiquement “fait maison”, avec ce que cela comporte comme vibrations inattendues, grésillements de petits courts-circuits et autres sonorités parasites trop heureuses d’avoir pu échapper à la censure des studios professionnels et de l’industrie musicale. Gare aux oreilles et bonne écoute !

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released November 15, 2012

Joachim Regout est l'auteur de la musique, des paroles et de la pochette de cet album. Il en assure aussi l'interprétation vocale et instrumentale.

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Track Name: MY GRUNGE CIRCUS (demo)
Prefect of Humiliata teaches the family
On top of it all a heavy cross upon my bed of Oz
They’re all now in my

My Grunge Circus

Time

Teacher praises classmates pinguins
Ministry Hellius prays sexy cousins
And now life has changed so much
I can look again at that faded picture of my…
Oh, that story of my

My Grunge Circus
I’ve seen heaven through distorded strings
My Grunge Circus
Fallen Angel that once Smashed his wings

Sister Morphinius meets herbal urge
Legal Violencius loves Missiz Church
I’ve felt love sinking kisses of pain
Here’s the picture now :
The past show of my…

My Grunge Circus
I’ve seen heaven through distorded strings
My Grunge Circus
Fallen Angel that once Smashed his wings

My Grunge Circus
Fragile sounds and now a sore guitar
My Grunge Circus
Grind throat and a dead friend so far

I’ve felt love sinking kisses of pain
Track Name: A RIDE with MR READ (demo)
Mister Read
On a ride
Has a new car
New life New sex
Motorwide

For rideseeding planets
The planets on his way

Sings a new song
Has a new day
Mister Read
Has a wild bride
Motorwide

Glad to have nothing
Nothing much to say

May the chemistry be good
I’m the plutonium woman
Make you glow for a quarter
A quarter of a million years.
Plutonia years

A ride with Mr. Read
A ride with Mr. Read
A ride with Mr. Read
A ride with Mistery
Track Name: SOUNDGROUND (demo)
If you rubbed a lamp
And a genie did appear
What would you ask her for
Is it she you’d like to hear ?

If Merlin arrived now
Blackbird on the dock
What are you going to do ? How ?
Which door you going to knock ?

Don’t invoke Inssina
The no more sleeping
Inssina

Turning from your nowhere bed
to and fro to ground.

Heaven knows you hear her voice
Overwhelming sound
Soundground

If you rubbed a lamp
Offering you this bargain
The genie as your master
And the daydream as your chain

If Merlin arrived then
Seabird mist from shady
On your knees you beg
The choice for reality

Don’t invoke Inssina
The no more sleeping
Inssina

Heaven knows your Night court-honours
Till you hit the ground.

Heaven knows your Night time-games
And the night-time sound
Soundground

Turning from your nowhere bed
to and fro to ground.

Heaven knows you hear her voice
Overwhelming sound
Soundground
Track Name: FARAWAY SUN (demo)
Faraway Sun
Shining through storm.
The key to my balance is lost.

After the Wind
Has blown the rays away,
Again in places I searched most.

Ten thousand lights, though
Though my soul feels hermetic.

Ten thousand lights, though
Tries to follow the light leak.

Faraway Sun
In a teacup mind
It’s a liquid reason to start.

Faraway Sun
Glows off the dark kind.
Greybird has flown away.

Ten thousand lights, though
Though my soul feels hermetic.

Ten thousand lights, though
Tries to follow the light leak.

Inner Justice won’t speak to tired minds.
Inner Justice just won’t speak to tired minds.

Inner Justice won’t speak to tired minds.
Inner Justice just won’t speak to tired minds.

Il habite l'éclat d'un morceau de verre,
Fragment d'une ampoule d'autrefois.
Plutôt que déménager où il fait clair,
Il réfléchit la lumière quand il y en a.