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Uncertain Days

by Morthem Vlade Art

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CLOSER TO ME Anguish is getting closer to me sly as a blind shark attracted by smell of a slow death throes. I make out her face with a sharped smile. I remember that ten years ago I almost drowned myself, water came into my lungs, salt burnt my tongue. This suffocating feeling assailed me once again. Every sense of mine submits to the new rules. I don't know who is pulling the strings now but I let myself by his goodwill dominate without batting an eye... I'm holding my breath and make myself forget. She won't feel the dread if I silence my mind. I pray for a gleam lighting up in her eyes when she'll finally find me. It seems another life's growing inside me, strong and pitiless; reason crumbles away exposing the faults of its old principles. I give up the dance, I lose control and apathy runs in my flesh... Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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L'usine 04:26
L'USINE Genetic vision, a woman in silk stockings. In her stomach is sludge that never stops flowing. And diffusing the thick smoke, the grease that makes up statues. Genetic shiver, a woman in silk stockings who smiles with the frozen smile of statues out of the mould. Forever, in the crux of our thighs and behind the ears, the stamp of the machines like a silver hallmark. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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10 mg 02:53
10 mg Straight on Walk Wait Smoke Straight on. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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The Rope 03:56
THE ROPE Why do I get the feeling that there is someone behind me ? Several times, I have felt a hand on my shoulder but nothing was there. It’s getting late now and I still have a ways to walk. Suddenly there are footsteps dancing around me then the sound of a steel drum, a beating that pounds my head. I can no longer see, I think about a blue backdrop so that all will stop. And I can see again, the noise is gone, nothing around. I notice I had never stopped walking, that I have continued on my way and did lose a shoe. I have not strayed from the path like a sleepwalker on a tightrope. So I run faster and faster, fleeing that thing that wanted to enter me. I run, no longer recognizing a thing, walls, trees, they all mix together and I have lost my way. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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ABSENTE TEREBENTHINE I closed this book and my collection of empty pages, I wanted to find the atmosphere of a warm painting. Dark colors with a single source of light in the middle, one man, seen from behind. Everything reinvented differently, neither overpopulation nor clans, Individuality the mistress of each row, red, the white hole. But no brush is virgin like the first stone. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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E-CLIPSE In the metal cut open like a wound, I drive in bones,   my first teeth.   I whisper sweet words to the shape that I erase,   and from my fingertips taste the dust.   There are many steps that I no longer count, worlds piled up inside my box losing their colour.   You must destroy and revive, destroy and forget. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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PARANOÏA I had to fall into superstition, walking on white flagstones even though nothing serious can ever happen, if I suffer, I could die and the suffering will not last. I had to stop my thoughts at night to sleep even though I can sleep, thinking of money even though I can work or do anything. I had to feel fear to live. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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A neutral place, without shared memories, a sitting room with sea view where our thoughts fight. The floor is polished, the curtains are flowing, how many stories have finished this way? We turn the page, ready to start over. The silence is white, cold between us, no more sharing, here we are no longer tied to our past life. Snake men sliding over the sand to the water, we shed our skins, washed of the torture of the preceding hours. Our bags, nothing important, nothing precious since we will leave everything in the rooms for tourists. We turn the page, ready to start over. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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Blow Up 01:52
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AUTOMATIC SHAPES Sit up and beg, dogs have learned just like us. stick out your tongue, reproduce head full of cheese. In the window, a blurry image more attractive in the curls of coffee steam You are there, I still have something to lose, I am afraid of that. Your hand on the table that melts into the wood and the wood like a gallows. Our faces stretch, stretch and burn with a ray of sun. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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TRANSCONTINENTAL I lift a wing, my head filled with the continent invents a floating body. It’s not that I am fleeing because I accept what I am with the most complete submission, not to flee but to hover a bit above the stock. In fact, I don’t really take off, a foot is always firmly secured in my sand-filled shoe. And I can’t really lighten my ballast because I can’t forget what I am. I am however able to see a bit further, a daily contact so that I don’t rot in place, an instinct in the shape of a safety valve. Using a dream to harbour a different death, a different destination, infinite travel possibilities, It’s a way of seeing things. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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MY EAR AT NIGHT At night my ear is like crystal, I hear the skin stretch, your heart beat. I could forget many things, I could sink so much further but I want to feel your breath, not to lose an iota of you, a second of the life that drives you. I could travel to good and bad places always unknown but I don't want to lose an iota of you. Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
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Sleuth 04:05
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Transitions 07:50
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A collection of rarities, unreleased mixes, versions and songs.
1997 - 2005

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released November 14, 2007

Produced, composed, arranged and performed by Gregg Anthe.
except 3 composed by Gregg Anthe and Christophe Vonwill.
Words by Emmanuell.D

Publishing administrated by SACEM, France.
ⓟ Antonn Records, 1997-2005. ⓒ Antonn Records, 2007. All rights reserved.

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