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[06 Jun 2007|11:22am] |
With their third album “Ciao, Baby," theSTART delves into ever-more adventurous aural terrain, incorporating elements of experimental, electronic, and dance forms, fused with their distinctive rousing dark wave hooks and textures. Thematically, they continue to explore complex issues of identity, desire, and politics – both personal and global – through Echo’s enigmatic lyrical prism.
The couple created “Ciao, Baby” themselves (working closely with engineer Brian Virtue at his home studio). Miller composed the music and played every instrument on the record, with Echo writing all the lyrics and singing. The intensive song development process shows in the final result: ten tracks that find the band at a new plateau in their passionate creative mission.
From the call to arms of opening track (and leadoff single) “Wartime! (It's Time 2 Go Now)” to the sultry groove of the closing title track, “Ciao, Baby” is a major step in the ongoing evolution of one of the most exciting bands in independent rock today.
A new dance revolution is underway. This is theSTART.
http://www.myspace.com/thestart
http://www.thisisthestart.com
Buy it at Metropolis Records
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[17 Jun 2006|05:06pm] |
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Siouxsie & the Banshees |
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Just got off what seemed like two years of work, now I have nothing to do...
Someone take me to see Madonna TONIGHT/TOMORROW.
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| My birthday! |
[23 Oct 2001|04:10pm] |
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Greener Pastures - No Doubt |
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Six Feet Under
(G. Stefani, T. Kanal)
In the morning I wake up
And in the night I sleep
Since the day that I was born
Repeat, repeat, repeat
Brought to this life
Born to this life
Where was I before?
Non-existent? Not at all?
Will I ever know?
Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And some day?
Hard to believe
But I?ll be buried six feet underground
Subconsciously motivated natural instinct
Alter nature for the pleasure
Orthocycline
Flirt with conception
Slow the cycle
Will the baby grow?
Social tradition interference
Control, control, control
Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And some day?
Hard to believe
But I?ll be buried six feet underground
I?ll be dead and gone, no longer around
Spinning, spinning
Before I can recall
All the unknown chemicals
Control the cycle
The successive generations
From dust to dust
Burying my grandma
Then give birth to my own daughter
Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And some day?
Hard to believe
But I?ll be buried six feet underground
Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And some day?
Hard to believe
But I?ll be buried six feet underground
I?ll be dead and gone, no longer around
I?ll be buried six feet underground
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[13 Sep 2001|04:31pm] |
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Sorry, kiddies... this journal is friends only.
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(hang on me?)
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