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IT IS NOT

by Metalycée

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1.
Cordelia´s Song 04:37
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CORDELIA’S SONG Ashes to ashes - Dust to dust Friends stab you in the front So who can you trust ? Everyone’s on the take Like the marriage of true minds The Brave New World is a fake A stitch in time saves nine Unless you’re already dead What did the Golem do in his spare time? Sew his feet to his head? Goneril and Reagen The bastard sons two ravens Poked two eyeballs out a skull Fed them to the heavens “To be or not to Goddam be” That’s one way of putting it “To be or …. What ?” So the other sod would interpret it Life was meant to not be easy Though it was meant to be enjoyed Bummer that it gets so cheesy When the plot is overtoyed Are you a traitor to your sex ? Steal who others have betrothen ? Betray your sisters just to vex ? Can’t steal a man who won’t be stolen Nothing comes of nothing So our fathers drop the bomb And they don’t see the Fool’s their daughter Nor that Edgar is Mad Tom Daddy daddy quite unsteady How does your garden grow? With blood and bone and dung and loam And ashes that we throw Daddy daddy quite unsteady How does your garden grow? With blood and bone and songs sweet moan And some blood of my own And mother who were you - you I never knew? Who used to sing a song or two Before you said: “ I do….I do “ On the white cliffs of Dover There grew a French clover A blind man did find it Till his heart led him over Daddy daddy quite unsteady How does your garden grow? With blood and bone and dung and loam And ashes that we throw Daddy daddy quite unsteady How does your garden grow? With blood and bone and songs sweet moan And some blood of my own So sing a song of sixpence Sing it till you croak it’s heads or tails, heads or tails That’s the joke !!
2.
Satisfy my Soul 04:42
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SATISFY MY SOUL Satisfy my soul step right up and make me whole
3.
It Is Not 04:22
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IT IS NOT It is not that ye are hot or cold That I spit ye out of my mouth It is that ye are lukewarm It is not that ye are bad or broke That I doubled the guard dogs at my gate It is that you‘re a hyena masquerading as a clown It is not that you’re a pimp or a bore That I wore my chastity belt to bed It’s that you lap-danced on Venus’ mound It is not that you put my foetus in the oven And a dog’s head in my womb It’s that you fathered a mongrel hound It is not that you played soccer with my parents heads And Russian roulette with the heads that were left It is that your sperm count was so low it made me howl It is not that you fucked up my life for good And kept pushing the hope button to boot It is that your boot was only an old rubber Jim boot and it stank foul It’s not that you sang: “God is dead And Lucifer got him drunk and rooted him till he bled” It’s that you only hummed it and not even loud It’s not that you’re anti-life, anti-hope, or a dope That I aimed the razor slingshot at your head It’s that you smiled your wan smile instead It’s not that I ripped out my heart for you And stuck it together with super-less super glue It’s that you let me down It’s not that I shriek this shrill song of you And you don’t even know it’s about you It’s that the ache goes ‘round and ‘round It is not that the Hell that I saw Was much more than you saw in your war It is just that your wound was not raw It is not that you begged me to wait Till millenium's passed through our gate It is just that it's late it's too late it's too late
4.
Spiders on toast 02:48
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(instrumental)
5.
The itch
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THE ITCH The itch grows deep I cannot scratch Whose fangs left bite marks ‘round the latch? Trick my mind with unsynced rhyme Dance the waltz in 4/4 time Your torso throes are so divine I’d join your groin – give me a sign Give me a sign you're so divine The itch grows deep I claw the air Still nothing comes of nothing where The brambles of my brainbone stare Too hard to trust that something’s there My moan escapes but you don’t care Surrender up ‘cause life’s not fair Life's not fair The itch grows deep it beats my drums Something wicked this way comes My ears prick skywards something hums Something wicked this way comes The dreaded tones my heartbeat numbs Still something (wicked) this way comes Something wicked this way comes Something this way comes Something this way comes Something wicked comes Something comes Drown down my eyes like unstopped wine Wish nine lives more to make you mine If all else fails I’ll grope the bare Poured oozing hint of your dark hair
6.
Something Sick
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SOMETHING SICK Come throw the snails against the walls come on now ! Till slime our treacled mind appalls come on now ! Who would that witches should be burnt ? who now ? You now ? Tho’ who say none proved that they weren’t ? who now ? You now ? what say you now ? Can piranhas spawn a human form ?  what ? spawn ? what say you now ? Tho’ you say nought, I say one’s born one’s born - somehow -  watch now ! The maiden’s mask holds fast its rust it holds it fast -  its rust Beneath it lurks love’s vipers lust watch now ! Traps she limp man when pregnant can horny homo sapien -  watch out man ! She spawns a small to be her fan O Mama !   watch out now ! Sinks she her tail in every pie I spy with my little eye Yields ne’er to them who spy her lie something beginning with” B I ”
7.
Donal Og
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DONAL OG It is late last night the dog was speaking of you; the snipe was speaking of you in her deep marsh. It is you are the lonely bird through the woods; and that you may be without a mate till you find me. When I go by myself to the Well of Loneliness, I sit down and I go through my trouble; when I see the world and do not see my boy, he that has an amber shade in his hair. 'Twas on that Sunday I gave my love to you; the Sunday ‘fore Easter Sunday. And myself on my knees reading the Passion; and my two eyes giving love to you for ever. My mother said to me not to be talking with you today, tomorrow, or on that Sunday; it was a bad time she took for telling me that; it was shutting the door after the house was robbed.
8.
You promised me
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YOU PROMISED ME You promised me and you said a lie to me, that you'd be before me where the sheep are flocked but you lied to me, I gave a whistle and three hundred cries to you, you promised and I found nothing - nothing - nothing but a bleating lamb. You promised me a thing that was hard for you, a ship of gold under a siver mast but that was hard for you, twelve - twelve towns with a market in all of them, but that was hard and a fine white court by the side of the sea. You have taken the east from me; you have taken the west from me; you have taken what is before me and what is behind me; you have taken the moon, you have taken the sun from me; and my fear is great  you have taken it all from me; you have taken my moon, you have taken my sun ; you have taken the east and the west - you have taken it all from me ! you took what's before me, what's behind me; and my fear is great you have taken all from me ! You promised me a thing that is not possible, that you would give me gloves of the skin of a fish but it was not possible; you lied that you would give me shoes of the skin of a bird but it is not possible and a suit of the dearest - the dearest silk but you lied ! you promised it but you lied to me - you promised but you lied! My heart is as black as the blackness of the sloe, or as the black coal that is on the smith’s forge; or as the sole of a shoe left in white halls; it was you - it was you put that darkness over me; it was you - it was you put that over me! You have taken the east from me; you have taken the west from me; you have taken what is before me and what is behind me; you have taken the moon, you have taken the sun from me; and my fear is great  you have taken it all from me! you have taken my moon, you have taken my sun! you have taken the east and the west - you have taken it all from me! you took what's before me, what's behind me; and my fear is great you have taken all from me!
9.
Jezebel
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JEZEBEL Jezebel - she was no belle So what -  she wore red to her virgin bed If you faint from such lack of restraint Hell, that ain’t nothin’, wait ...for the denouement Jezebel – she was some broad You’d bet her whims were such that you couldn’t afford If you had the chutzpah to approach her Sure she’d give as good and reproach yer Jezebel – darling from Hell Think you got what it takes to keep her before back down she fell? I’m talkin’ all the way down So holler ! Jezebel – ballbreaker times ten She’d break ‘em ten times then do it ten more times again Be grateful she’s not into quadruple numerals Hallelujah! Amen! Jezebel – femme-fatale extraordinaire She’d do what she does don’t matter if you’re a Gigolo, a bum, a priest or a trillionaire Jezebel – that’s Jezzie to who She’s gonna deign a hullo To some Mister’s hullabaloo Jezebel – did I mention her already? Once you start to talk about her Your tongue just can’t keep steady Jezebel – don’t it help to pass the time? Whiling away the dregs of the day Enshrining her in rhyme Jezebel – funloving funster As wanton boy’s are we to her flies As easy on the eye as Herman Munster Jezebel – high priestess of Zen This babe was born great, achieved greatness Thrust her greatness upon men

about

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... Sound. Experiment. Avant-garde. Ashes. Dust. Metal. From a disc of fully digitally processed drum and guitar samples developed in 2003 by Viennese sound artists Armin Steiner and Nik Hummer (who as part of Thilges3 operated on the cutting edge of art, noise and politics ) emerged the project Metalycée. A telling name, which tells of cerebral hardness, of guttural fantasy. A name, which does not give too much away. Since two years drummer Bernhard Breuer, bass guitarist Matija Schellander and singer Melita Jurisic completed the experimental growth, which did not evolve without consequence: The new album “It Is Not” belongs to another, more surreal tryst, between Free Jazz, Metal and, now, to HipHop. Those who need to name genres, may add Free Rap, even HipDrone, but nobody really needs categories. Above all, what concerns Metalycée is not awkward genre deconstructions, nor aimless experimentals. The concern is the whole, sublime truth of the sound. This truth is: there are no boundaries. “It Is Not” indicates that subtlety can also be deafening, that the most intensive noise can also consist of finesse. Or, more figuratively: “It Is Not” walks with a map of the South Bronx through Norwegian swamps, cesspools of beats, geysers of noise that break into industrial mud slicks. And over all that, over little death bells and deathly basses, comes the lyric furor of Melita Jurisic: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…

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released May 12, 2009

METALYCÉE: IT IS NOT

format: vinyl
label: mosz / www.mosz.org
cat #: mosz 020
year of production: 2008
release date: 12 May, 2009
EAN Code: 6-8907675154-4


SIDE A:
01: Cordelia..s Song
02: Satisfy my Soul
03: It is not
04: Spiders on toast
05: The itch

SIDE B:
01: Something Sick
02: Donal Og **
03: You promised me **
04: Jezebel


metalycée is:

Bernhard Breuer: Drums
Nik Hummer: Trautonium
Melita Jurisic: Vocals
Matija Schellander: Bass
Armin Steiner: Syntesiser

Additional vocals: Maja Osojnik


written and produced by metalycée at sakog and rochuspark 2007/2008
mixed by metalycee at soundstudio - academy of visual arts vienna
mastered by martin siewert at motone soundservices


cover design: re-p.org

(c) by metalycée 2009
(p) by mosz 2009

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