Top Tape Vol.3 (S4) est en ligne !
Avec son rythme désormais mensuel, l'émission devient rare. Profitez-en, donc.
Ce mois-ci, plein de petits groupes trop bien, Siskyiou, Wet Illustrated, Breton, un peu de hip-hop à la fin, et des trucs plus connus, Atlas Sound, Tom Waits, Matt Elliott et la plus belle chanson du monde du mois de novembre par Radical Face.
Bonne écoute !
"Encore Matt Elliott!" pourriez-vous spontanément 'commenter', après deux articles qui auront largement couvert sa discographie, via les visuels de ses albums...
Bah oui.
Il faut dire qu'il ressort un album /folk/ qui s'annonce superbe (the Broken Man), en témoigne le premier single que vous pouvez écouter dans l'émission sus liée, ou même, tiens, directement là (ça dure 9'16 quand même):
La couverture est à nouveau signée Uncle Vania.
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
you'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
you'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone
Matt Elliott - dust, flesh and bones
the broken man (Ici d'ailleurs, 2012)
Par ailleurs, Third Eye Foundation sera en concert lundi 12 décembre à la Fondation Cartier.
Prochain et dernier épisode de la saga consacrée à une sélection d'artiste designers de pochettes d'albums: John Dyer Baizley (également membre du groupe Baroness).
D'ici là, tradition oblige, j'aurai publié mon récapitulatif de l'année 2011.
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