Sounds recorded from July to December 2004.
Greed Mobile Studio.
All tracks improvised and hardly reworked in the proletarian city.
Moonman : acoustic and electric guitars + manipulation of diverse live samples and other organic sound sources + FX + vox.
Engineered by the man himself.
Total running time : 37'47.
Illustrations and sketches of text extracted from miscellaneous travelling journals by Michel M.
Do it like Steve does... (6'19)
Echosystem! (5'31)
Myself and nobody else (5'16)
Remove from her the means of all annoyance (2'58)
Spanish Waltz (4'23)
Stumbled on the damn thing (2'23)
The peaks leak (6'25)
Where have our values gone? (4'29)
1. Do it like Steve does... (6'19)
Lately i've been fortunate and my life has changed quickly.
France, 1995
2. Echosystem! (5'31)
I see you, in your bed, moving, holding tight a memory from me.
Mallorca, Spain, 2000
3. Myself and nobody else (5'16)
The certainty that nothing is certain is to be taken for granted. That's for sure, no doubt about it.
(Live human beatbox + guitars early instrumental version of "Necessary alibis")
Lincoln, Nebraska, US of A., 1993
4. Remove from her the means of all annoyance (2'58)
Look after her.
Remove from her the means of all annoyance.
And still keep an eye upon her.
So good night.
Dedicated to the loving memory of Lorelei.
Jersey, Channel islands, UK, 1990
5. Spanish Waltz (4'23)
The bartender is washing his cups with care and placing them on the counter with hyper-precise precision.
It's nice to see.
Three big cups, two little ones.
Then he starts looking at me.
Insisting.
Staring.
At that moment, another man comes in:
"Ola Caballero!".
Knight of cafeine, he rushes to the machine and rolls up his sleeves.
I don't understand what they are talking about.
"Tienes que esperar tu hora!"
North-west of Spain, 2003
6. Stumbled on the damn thing (2'23)
Me, I'm leaving.
Anywhere else.
Have a drink in the bar by the corner of the street.
Truth might be to be found between four walls.
Unless you fear it.
If no intruder comes by to put a spell on you.
Ibiza, Spain, 2000
7. The peaks leak (6'25)
The fairy disappeared, leaving me confused and perplexed.
So I could not change.
I was bound to failure.
A latent corpse.
Nothingness.
I would not have thanked her anyway.
She had corroborated my doubts.
A static entity surrounded me.
Invisible.
Rennes, France, 1997
8. Where have our values gone? (4'29)
We must have some money to save us from eating dirt.
Berlin, Germany, 1992