Paris

by Phidge

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After the completion of the new record’s lyrics, I noticed that Paris was popping up several times, in different and unrelated contexts. The link between those “appearances” was that France’s capital was always evoking sillyness and shallowness. Paris was the archetypical place where people post selfies, where they feel like they’re authorized to behave like idiots. Now that I think about it, this may be reflecting the way a lot of people see Bologna, our hometown, and in which we refuse to see it. Lyrics-wise, Paris is a record made of quick glimpses both to the outside and the inside, of ongoing attempts of self consciousness, of a confrontational relationship with the reality that surrounds us. But, unlike our previous work, this is an expressionist, moving record. Flashes are fast and violent, whereas in We Never Really Came Back the main character mumbled from where he standed and thoughtfully painted evocative landscapes. Soundwise as well, the atmospheres are more thrusting and incursive than in the past.

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Dalle sue dieci tracce emerge una maggior tensione che prende il posto delle atmosfere rarefatte del lavoro precedente. Si possono individuare influenze punk, dark, funky, art e street rock. Il tutto al servizio di un album che vuole comunicare senza filtri con chi ascolta senza nascondere nulla dietro stili di moda e pose di comodo.

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released November 18, 2016

Phidge are:
Oscar Astorri (drums)
Nicola Di Virgilio (bass guitar)
Riccardo Fedrigo (guitars and vocals)
Dodi Germano (vocals and guitars)
Piano on Thin played by Angelo Epifani
Written and arranged by Phidge
Lyrics by Riccardo Fedrigo;
Mouth of Love lyrics by Riccardo Fedrigo and Dodi Germano.
Recorded, mixed and mastered from february to april 2016
by Angelo Epifani at Raw Studios, Bologna.
Artwork by Alessandro Trapezio and Paolo Masiero
The band wishes to thank:
Riff Records, Angelo Epifani and Jaime de Santis @ Raw Studios,
Bruno Germano @ Vacuum Studios, Locomotiv Club,
Sheena Is, Serial K - Le serie TV in radio, Francesco Locane @ Maps,
Valentina Bellè, Stefano Orzes, Matteo Dicembrio @ Vertigo,
Lorenzo Massa @ June Lab, Entrofobesse, Elia Penna, Matteo Pavani,
Gianluca Dardi, Dario Di Nardo.
In memory of Davide Bergonzoni (1980 - 2014).

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Track Name: (Do We?)
(DO WE?)
Are we still looking for what’s unsaid?
Are we still looking for the chill of what we won’t regret?
Can we still look at each other and start to laugh?
Are we still into restless sleep, payin’ attention not to forget, not to forget?
Do we still need our voice to survive?
Are we still waitin’ of can’t be waiting?
Do we remember how to make it work?
Will there be this time the time to step on the right step?
Can we still find an excuse to run away?
Do we think that if he was here today
they would still fuck this way with Kurt Cobain?
Do we still need our voice to survive?
Are we still waitin’ of can’t be waiting?
Do we remember how to make it work?
Will there be this time the time to step on the right step?
Because all around us the things that should have changed
are gonna strike the same old pose
and kiss the same all boots, the same old boots
And so before we start to give ourselves away again
Do we think that it won’t be the same?
Do we think that it won’t waste away again?
Do we still need our voice to survive?
Are we still waitin’ of can’t be waiting?
Do we remember how to make it work?
Will there be this time the time to step on the right step?
Track Name: A couple of things
A COUPLE OF THINGS
Shall I wait for the right sound to put on?
Shall I wait to say that I know exactly what I want?
Can I take the mike? You have a look-a-like
I don’t wanna wait in line while my reasons say goodbye,
Pop song
Left me all alone
Shall I take the phone and ask for our record to put on? The ring, the tone
She’s already gone, alone
Singin’ anything at all
On and on, the liver might be gone
tell me what I’m losing and I’ll give you what you want
On and on, the target can be done
they try to figure out if there’s a way to get along
I’ll give you what you’ve always needed
I’ll let you in this teenage room where ancient dust can sing along
Come on, it wasn’t what you came in for?
My Lord! I have no memories at all
Love, have you ever lost it all?
It’s not what you were asking for?
Now you’re looking for a way to make me crawl
I don’t even feel the need to take control
Take all of your female vibe and let it all out
stick your finger in the middle of what I’m talking about
you don’t understand, you sweat on the couch,
you look for a way to find a way out
you don’t even get a couple of things
the first is the park
the second’s the ring
so pour some booze inside of me and get the fuck away from here
‘cause I just wanna drink and have a good time timeI just wanna think and find a good good line
I’ll tell you what you’ve always needed
I’ll tell you what I miss and what I’m sure you never ever met
I don’t want to run
I don’t want your gold
I don’t want the suit that makes me look like
I was bold
I don’t want your beer
neither you career
I just want some peace.
Cunt!
Track Name: Any good news?
ANY GOOD NEWS?
Twilight
The day goes
to shoot lies in bedrooms
of those who wanted more
that’s something
i’ve been through
it’s warping the schedule
it’s flinging on the floor
the pictures
the parties
the smell of the groins
down the staircase on the sly
the switching of frames on my back
that is something I’ve already met
fortune
fast tracks
I’m choosing the sentence
the struggle wasn’t worth
I’m playing days
by ear now
I bet on God’s mercy
and hug another wall
the daylight annoys me
would have been much better
not coming here once more
the switching of frames on my back
that is something I’ve already met
I’m in search of big time, honey
but the flat one could be funny
any good news
to get me right through the blues? I mean
left and right, down upside roaming
that’s the way the world is turning
Just so I know, could anybody tell me
why when it rings it’s something ugly, anyway I don’t like to complain about fate in our songs
Track Name: The mouth of love
THE MOUTH OF LOVE
Run, son,
grabbin’ all the grass you find around, the sound
is flowing from the mouth of love
Hands up, getting down,
down on up un the ground, ground
swimming in the sound,
sweatin’ out what we’ve been talkin’ about
havin’ some fun,
swimming in the sound that runs around
Party sound fun,
party ‘til the day you’re gonna run around
I’t,s not enough downtown,
we’re all Italians
we love to run around
we take the wrong direction but it’s fun
you cannot even wonder where I’m from
Take off your dress, take the bucks that we mess
laugh at the rain
and laugh at the sun that never comes
havin’ some fun,
swimming in the sound that runs around
Party sound fun,
party ‘til the day you’re gonna run around
The evenings would flow
Before you could hold your tongue
The eagerness would call
‘til something you wanted came by to destroy it
You can even torch the sun
Track Name: Face to Face
FACE TO FACE
Bangkok
Van Gogh
Pol Pot
Hot spot
Beer pong
King Kong
Jizz in the car of me
Mekong
Vermont
Shoot
Post
Cash
Lost
Share
Cast
Roll
Rock
Be what you cannot be
Like Mock
Lie
Shock
Hong Kong
Hip hop
Cry
Blow
Smack
Pot
Spread all the legs of thee
Bangkok
Van Gogh
Pol Pot
Hotspot
Beer Pong
Gong li
Paris
Full clubs, close
touch, no thrills at all
Until you feel
devotion, is what
they call emotions
Big breast, shaved
chest, no way to talk
If you’re a slave to sorrow
there will not be tomorrow
Why don’t you come and
get on, tumbling?
Face to face
With human race
What’s for real?
And what’s for sake?
Every funky likes to be
In my place instead of me
There’s a way of living things
And there’s a way to run away
Don’t fuck with the wrong nature
‘cause the rest of me could not be back
Track Name: Memories
THE MEMORIES
I wish I could freeze up the mood of when the station seems to smile.
The sun pops up, the pain calms down, even the fall looks relaxed.
I still lie between regrets and roars, they got the memories, i got the corpse.
The screen’s on fire but I can’t lie, she’s swinging her tail around
The buildings they rent without the cement, they’re probably falling apart
The lack of dreams will waste my needs, I feel sea sick, still on the ground
She wished I talked about her night, but I got flat, I hold it tight
Volatile hugs, hilarious wage, The reservation can be changed
The dust I hide, the wild, the side, and all I try to remember
Track Name: Paris
PARIS
Women want to go to Paris
going nuts about the dress
fly guys running out of sight
carved tuft of hair looks like a flag
until the next front page
looking for something to complain about
women want to go to Paris
willies try to make them laugh
image, damage, footage, laugh
luggage, storage, courage, laugh
pour some booze, turn around,
no more peaches to be found
shoot the selfie, snort the line
draw the water from the lies
They use to kiss each other
But only when they’re freakin’ out
But when the tongue’s involved
They’re puking all around
image, damage, footage, laugh
luggage, storage, courage, laugh
pour some booze, turn around,
no more peaches to be found
shoot the selfie, snort the line
draw the water from the lies
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
I’m missing what I lost
I understand but hey babe, the way you talk is not ok
you lost yourself at sea
although I found it in Paris
image, damage, footage, laugh
luggage, storage, courage, laugh
pour some booze, turn around,
no more peaches to be found
shoot the selfie, snort the line
draw the water from the lies
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
le trou n’est pas baiser
Track Name: Be do
BE, DO
Push it to the limit
I remember when they used to cut me out
hookers on a stage, artist wannabes
waiting for my blow
and what am I to do?
Meet me in a church, another Christmas eve
I blow some stony dicks
I wander with my freaks, I lost myself at sea,
I found it in Paris,
I rent all my dominions,
the bottom of the line,
I have no clue
Didn’t you? Be, do
I wish I could embrace somebody
but I don’t even know you
just a bunch of nights together
but when you’re fifteen it works like a whole lot of nights of today
every glass, every word that we say
used to dig a groove, a groove down in the clay we used to be
push it to the limit, push it to the limit...
didn’t you...
And all the rules were clear,
a kiss, a thousand years
Should I regret? D’ya think I’m queer?
Track Name: Road (to the drops)
ROAD (TO THE DROPS)
Your tiny eyes are on the road again
you drove me out, we’re on the roll
The way the city looks it freaks me out
it feels like years since I’ve been here
I never noticed the white noise
or it never seemed white
or it never seemed a noise
you’re getting older when while you’re getting old
the kids on the street are still the kids
I remember your face, but what’s your name again?
nobody can
not even deny there’s something more
what a wonderful trick, on the edge of the street
on the edge of what the world believes
walking back to your house right through the door
you told me lookin’ in the eyes
“I’ll be there even when everybody will go”
so we left during the party
they think we haven’t partied at all
I remember your face, but what’s your name again?
nobody can
not even deny there’s something more
what a wonderful trick, on the edge of the street
on the edge of what the world believes
walking back to your house right through the door
just like I told you before
Track Name: Thin
THIN
I can’t wait
I wish I was already thin
At least I would be fancy and shimmering
It was supposed to be hot
but all around it’s still cold
I can’t wait for a lot of things
For instance
The warm all around
For instance
the day I’ll become thin again
I can’t wait
I wish I was already thin
I can’t say
if I am high or it’s just the pills
but I struggle a lot
against the highs and the lows and the pills
against the things I’m not supposed to feel
deliverance
all around me
deliverance around me
hurry and haunt me
deliverance
blind me
surround me
deliverance
I thought I fell already enough to rise
and to snuggle up to you
and forget about the truth
can’t wait
I wish I already thin
At least I would be fancy and shimmering
can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait