Thierry Castel

In Her VisionTonight she’ll romanceTossin’ ‘neath the sheetsPaintin’ a...

Wed, 08 May 2013 09:25:00 +0200

In Her Vision

Tonight she’ll romance
Tossin’ ‘neath the sheets
Paintin’ a cavalier
Summin’ up her needs

Tonight she hallucinates
‘Bout flowers after work
‘Bout gettin’ breakfast when dawn breaks
(Tonight)
While he’s gone a jerk

In her vision
Her psychal affair
The rooster’s a missin’
It ain’t crowin’ nowhere
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)

She needs a lot of love
Sulks like a mournin’ dove
For she invented love
But doesn’t get any at all
She knows her secret well
His garments on the floor
Tonight she yields herself
Naked as a baby born

In her vision
Her psychal affair
The rooster’s a missin’
It ain’t crowin’ nowhere
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)

It’s taken long enough
It’s taken all her time
It’s taken long enough
Waitin’ for a crime
It’s taken long enough
Enough to fantasize

In her vision
Her psychal affair
The rooster’s a missin’
It ain’t crowin’ nowhere
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)
(Nowhere)

Another HomeI peek into the room, it came out simpleA view of light wood from Danish olden daysI...

Wed, 08 May 2013 09:19:00 +0200

Another Home

I peek into the room, it came out simple
A view of light wood from Danish olden days
I pull up the shades to a garden so civil
Strangers look down on the square of our prison

Oh I’d like to believe that this must be the place
Oh I’d like to believe it’s headway we make

Once we lived in a cellar beneath the burnin’ sun
Once we lived a threesome bound to go wrong
Once we lived apart as you toyed with your enemies
But everywhere you kept battlin’ away from me
You’ll never belong to, fully belong to
You’ll never belong to, fully belong to

Now squanderin’ time is not a state of mind
You made friends with yourself, I have a mate to find
I could be out there ‘neath the burning sun
I could be out there livin’ a life that doesn’t go wrong
My master of suspense, it’s here I’ll make a stand
There’s a vital part in you, a part I cannot get

Oh I’d like to believe that this must be the place
Oh I’d like to believe it’s headway we make

Once we lived in a cellar beneath the burnin’ sun
Once we lived a threesome bound to go wrong
Once we lived apart as you toyed with your enemies
But everywhere you kept battlin’ away from me
You’ll never belong to, fully belong to
You’ll never belong to, fully belong to

Video

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 12:53:45 +0200

a synth sketch that became the song ”Hey Directors!”

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 14:07:00 +0200

a synth sketch that became the song ”Hey Directors!”

Swans - The Seer!

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 15:47:00 +0100

Swans - The Seer!

Photo

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 15:46:39 +0100

Photo

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 15:46:09 +0100

SpirographicAll the world was onEverybody stunnedAll alive at onceHow we saw it doneRockets filled...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 01:13:00 +0100

Spirographic

All the world was on
Everybody stunned
All alive at once
How we saw it done
Rockets filled the sky
Spirographic fire
It was keepin’ you hypnotized
Jaws hung open wide
Colored shapes they fell
An’ large balloons as well
Just as I look’d up
Figured you were gone
Gone in the laughter
It was dreamlike
You said it was dreamlike
It was so wonderful
Hard to fall asleep
our best memory
our best memory

The World Of Fire and BrimstoneI knew a boy named WaltWith straight black hair an’ dead blue...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 01:01:00 +0100

The World Of Fire and Brimstone

I knew a boy named Walt
With straight black hair an’ dead blue eyes
A humble boy no older than seventeen
Fate made him skip ten years or more
And through the glass of his front door he could see his friends
On the streets with balls and bikes
He had no time, he had no time for joy
Once outdoors, he’d say hello and have a small chat
And soon enough he’d leave ‘em to go and make pennies for bread
He went cleanin’ rich men’s houses for a woman he loathed
But the very thought of the day she’d die
In puddles of her own spew or in need for China white
Yes, she brought him here
To the world of fire and brimstone
Where the angels have fallen long ago
Some days a scary man would come around
Knock, knock, knocking on hell’s door
His mouth was always open and he used to dance in the hall
Very slowly from wall to wall
Singing in a language no one knew
Yes, he brought him here
To the world of fire and brimstone
Where the angels have fallen long ago
As a rule the man was trouble, he’d stuff the house with angry words
Some days he’d be mad and just couldn’t keep his hands off her
Then came the tremblin’ screams for the dancing man to leave
He had no time, he had no time for joy
Walter the humble boy
Yes, they brought him here
To the world of fire and brimstone
Where the angels have fallen long ago

NancyTurn your ears a bit closer palHere’s a story ‘bout a younger galBorn amongst these...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 01:01:00 +0100

Nancy

Turn your ears a bit closer pal
Here’s a story ‘bout a younger gal
Born amongst these ruffians an’ thieves
She thought she was cunning enough
A tiny young turncoat, a muddy despaired rat
Took off at late hours for a whiff of air
Many a time she swore to our blood
But the real means of that she never got
I was called upon to spy so off I went into the night
Over the cold streets, along the wind bent trees
I followed
My cloak was soaked, heavy
Her turns rapid an’ sharp
Just before I lost my wind she stood waitin’ at the Dowser’s bridge
An’ in the lantern’s yellow haze, appeared a gentleman’s shape
He bore a cane in his left hand, he wore a furry beaver hat
They hurried down, down to the river
That’s where she gave our names in shiver
We scrammed with our plunder into a new town
Bad luck for the Bobbies; nothin’ was found
She is no longer, no longer with us
The last thing she said was a gasping for breath
The last thing she said was a gasping for breath
The last thing she said was a gasping for breath
An’ then her face stopped jerkin’ in Bill’s crude hands

Truly a StarI heard the old man came to rescueTold me he could no longer bearShut doors and covered...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:45:00 +0100

Truly a Star

I heard the old man came to rescue
Told me he could no longer bear
Shut doors and covered windows
You’re never home you’re never there
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star
I heard the cleverness ran over
Canvas is drummin’ up your mind
An’ all the strokes, they try an’ make us believe we’re nothing but a lie
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star
Hang on high, flashing like a halo
Hold to your sisters, gold an’ red
For all the senses that have left you they will
Be coming back, be coming back
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star
You’re truly a star

Hey Directors!Paper work, I’m stuck with piles of workWeeks have past since the envoy leftMy...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:41:00 +0100

Hey Directors!

Paper work, I’m stuck with piles of work
Weeks have past since the envoy left
My men are starvin’, naked
An’ they really got no patience anymore
No more
How can I perform these miracles without boots to march?
Without guns and horses?
Give us ammunition, give us cigarettes
You listen to our calls!
”Don’t you treat us like a bunch of peasants,
We’re no match for the foe!”
Soldiers shout an’ wave
Oooh and the chaos in the brigade
It grows an’ grows
The Alp wind cuts through our tents an’ uniforms
We try our best to avoid the storm
We rub our hands by the fireside an’ heat the milk
Here winter nights are grim
So grim
In the dead of night I set apart
Won’t call the shots until I call the odds
Maps with arrows, stained with tallow
Until late I mark those rival lines
Yes, in the dead of night
Night shifters brag to one another
Their words sound rather lonely
Lonely through the camp
Oooh they do
Oooh it’s not cannon fire
We cannot fire with no help
Heeeeey Directors!
Are you still asleep?
Don’t be asleep
Heeeeey Directors!
What’s it gonna be?
An’ my wife is marble hearted,
Just doing what she pleases
Forgettin’ ‘bout her man
The little corporal overseas
Who’s fightin’ for her land
I’m fightin’ for you land

Last YearSuch a big black pageLast year was rubble When all seemed burned outWe picked it up with...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:30:00 +0100

Last Year

Such a big black page
Last year was rubble
When all seemed burned out
We picked it up with utmost care and you were heroic to do so
Slowly we’d take leave of those ugly days
Wasted all my fortune as a prodigal son
The stab came from the back right through your heart
It slit through more than a thousand days
And who ran away while bleeding?
How it made stains upon a pretty white soul
Now we can’t get it off
It has left you cover’d up
No we can’t get it off
It spread far and wide
Slowly losing power
We swim ‘gainst the tide
Hopin’ it will work out in the end
But not a day feels as of old
Now you hold wary behind me
Leaving no stones unturned
I knew you weren’t all right
Now we can’t get it off
It has left you cover’d up
No we can’t get it off
It spread far and wide
Oh no, due to last year
We’re nullified
We’re done for
We’re done for
Oh no, due to last year
Now we can’t get it off
It has left you cover’d up
No we can’t get it off
It spread far and wide
The blood’s too dry

Under Tall Grassunder tall grass shudder on the pathunder tall grasshow nimble how fastblossoms and...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:25:00 +0100

Under Tall Grass

under tall grass
shudder on the path
under tall grass
how nimble how fast
blossoms and branches waltzed around
then came the burning and a dried-up mouth
under tall grass
spasms in sweat
under tall grass
who will God send?
I had a wife and a jewel kid
now here I’m rotting like a plum in the grit
under tall grass
shudder on the path
under tall grass
fiery blood is bad

With the bad guysI’m with the bad guysnot much with the good guysmom and daddy gave the partsI...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:21:00 +0100

With the bad guys

I’m with the bad guys
not much with the good guys
mom and daddy gave the parts
I was born with a spiteful heart
there is no kindness
go on, find it in me
you won’t even get a spark
my head’s a well of thoughts so dark
I’m with the bad guys
not much with the good guys
brought into being that way
shot into the world one day just to trample the good
forget the soft things I said and every time I needed you so bad
leave me here standing about
oh you know me, I’m cold
as you see I got no soul
oh you know me for real
I don’t feel or care ‘bout nothing
I’m with the bad guys
not much with the good guys
Father don’t need to draw a line
it’s in her eyes
I’m with the bad guys
oh you know me, I’m cold
as you see I got no soul
oh you know me for real
I don’t feel or care ‘bout nothing
it’s nothing but you

Varèse’s ”Amériques” is truly unbelievable. What an incredible, intense piece!

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 22:33:00 +0100

Varèse’s ”Amériques” is truly unbelievable. What an incredible, intense piece!

Every now and then I’ll try to post something. This is...

Wed, 30 Jan 2013 19:55:23 +0100

Every now and then I’ll try to post something. This is rather old, but actually I like the video :)