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Paris

by Phidge

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1.
(Do We?) 03:29
(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?
2.
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!
3.
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
4.
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
5.
Face to Face 02:55
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
6.
Memories 03:48
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
7.
Paris 02:37
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
8.
Be do 03:58
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?
9.
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
10.
Thin 04:45
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

about

ENGL
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.

ITA
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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