Bleached Modesty
Mit der Genrebezeichnung "Lo-Fi-Indie-Existential-Pop" stellen sich die Linzer Michael Schuster (Gitarre, Gesang) und Manuel Synka (Keys) als Duo "Bleached Modesty" mit ihrem gleichnamigen DIY-Debutalbum vor.
Polaroid
Polaroid
(-Intro)
1. Let us invite you
Be our guest
The time seems right
Mistaken lunatics
Interlaced minds
Children of the night
2. An unreal occasion
A vision come true
Twisted thoughts to free
Taunting reflections everywhere
Yet so hard to see
Bridge: And don`t you worry - ´Cause
A show is guaranteed
Save your broken mind
Take the lead
-Violin Solo
3. Cold light of the lustre
Reflects off the walls
Shadow-people dance
Caught in the moment- like polaroid
In their endless trance
An outrageous party
A sight for sore eyes
Splendour all around
No one knows what time will bring
But victims of ominous sounds
(-Outro)
Polaroid
(-Intro)
1. Let us invite you
Be our guest
The time seems right
Mistaken lunatics
Interlaced minds
Children of the night
2. An unreal occasion
A vision come true
Twisted thoughts to free
Taunting reflections everywhere
Yet so hard to see
Bridge: And don`t you worry - ´Cause
A show is guaranteed
Save your broken mind
Take the lead
-Violin Solo
3. Cold light of the lustre
Reflects off the walls
Shadow-people dance
Caught in the moment- like polaroid
In their endless trance
An outrageous party
A sight for sore eyes
Splendour all around
No one knows what time will bring
But victims of ominous sounds
(-Outro)
Alle Audios
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Polaroid
(-Intro)
1. Let us invite you
Be our guest
The time seems right
Mistaken lunatics
Interlaced minds
Children of the night
2. An unreal occasion
A vision come true
Twisted thoughts to free
Taunting reflections everywhere
Yet so hard to see
Bridge: And don`t you worry - ´Cause
A show is guaranteed
Save your broken mind
Take the lead
-Violin Solo
3. Cold light of the lustre
Reflects off the walls
Shadow-people dance
Caught in the moment- like polaroid
In their endless trance
An outrageous party
A sight for sore eyes
Splendour all around
No one knows what time will bring
But victims of ominous sounds
(-Outro)
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Dystopia
(~Intro )
1. I'm - I'm done with my past
My life, it moves on so fast.
I worked hard, for someone to be.
Was lost in their thoughts, but now I see
Ref. I can't see the point
In walking the line
My eyesight is completely blurred
| I lost my faith, my identity - My truth and my own words | 2x
2. Burned out
And then thrown away
No place, where I could stay.
Sleepless nights,
My lights went out
I was a man
Alone in the crowd
Ref. So I asked myself
What I had become
A puppet, a cold hull of me
|A string dancing heart broken marionette,
a shadow of society| 2x
-Organ Solo
3. Hush - Hush don't you cry
No time - to say goodbye
In this world, you must go on
So let the past,
The past be gone
Ref. So where is the man, who brings us the change?
The change we want to see
| It's time to fight for ourselves -
Get rid of that dystopia| 2x
(~Outro)
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Muse
-Intro
1. Threw stones into the floods
Shore of the stream
As the waves slowly disappear
Time to redeem
Ref. One mere glance was enough
Her smile so bright, her voice so rough
And while my brain refused
The deadly pact was sealed
2. Abandoned warehouses
The empty sky
Facades of cobblestone
Crowds passing by
Ref. And in her stormy eyes
there lies her temper
Pure and wild
And since the day she left
Nothing feels the same
Bridge: Suspicion always haunts the lonely
Those who carve their minds in stone
You came and tried their patience sorely
What a waste of time to fool this world alone
3. Air filled with summer rain
Her eyes pierced space
No need of loosing words
Cold night's embrace
Ref. I'd give her all I had
Her fierce appearance was driving me mad
But what I saw in that fateful night
Can never be unseen
-Outro
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Farewell
Well then,
So no one´s answering?
Better save your breath
Does silence mean consent?
Behold
The far-off faces
Bluebird, hold her tight.
The tide - it is turning
It´s pretty obstinate
To leave it all behind
Another step would make me molding
It sure may be a pointless foot-race to the sky
Your dreams are far beyond their sight
Alright, so now you´re leaving?
I´d never waste a word
To stain your illusion
Farewell - Convey my greetings
No matter to postpone
Ignore the temptation
It´s pretty bold of you
To travel through the night
A single word might end my strolling
It sure may be a pointless foot-race to the sky
Your dreams are still beyond their sight
I guess it´s time to say goodbye
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Bleached Modesty über sich
Mit der Genrebezeichnung "Lo-Fi-Indie-Existential-Pop" stellen sich die Linzer Michael Schuster (Gitarre, Gesang) und Manuel Synka (Keys) als Duo "Bleached Modesty" mit ihrem gleichnamigen DIY-Debutalbum vor. Wer auf atmosphärische Akustikgitarrenparts, virtuose Klaviersoli, Backgroundambiencesounds und eine Prise Hammondorgel steht, sollte sich dieses Album definitiv nicht entgehen lassen!
Facts:
aus Linz | *2019
Michael Schuster...Guitar/Vocals
Manuel Synka...Piano/Keys
Kontakt:
bleached_modesty@outlook.com
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