IT IS NOT

by Metalycée

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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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Track Name: Cordelia´s Song
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 !!
Track Name: Satisfy my Soul
SATISFY MY SOUL

Satisfy my soul
step right up
and make me whole
Track Name: It Is Not
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
Track Name: Spiders on toast
(instrumental)
Track Name: The itch
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
Track Name: Something Sick
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 ”
Track Name: Donal Og
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.
Track Name: You promised me
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!
Track Name: Jezebel
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