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The Other Shore

by Broken Down

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[ Baïne ] 00:57
[ instrumental ]
[ Mr Sun ] 03:34
Hello Mr Sun Living where I was born Without asking myself [ stubborn ] [ Chorus ] Hello Mr. Sun You were here, well hidden inside me Hey-ho Mr. Sun Why did you hide away for so long ? Welcome Learning he could fit me [ suborn ] Always been deep inside of me [ inborn ] [ Chorus ] Moving down South to meet him Learning how fast I need him Head in the clouds I dislike clouds and I miss him He’s the light of my life. I see the light annot put up with three days without sun Try to escape from Northern shadows Scarcely have I seen a cloud I start to run Pray for Mr Sun to light up the meadow Hello Mr. Sun Get rid of those shadows Hello Mr. Sun Make all my fear disappear Your power on me just discovered A terror it seems : I can’t go without you [ Relation severed ] Cannot put up with three days without sun Scarcely have I seen a cloud I start to run Hello Mr. Sun Get rid of those shadows Hello Mr. Sun Make all my fear disappear
Held on to your dream Denying the way it seems [ Emotions locked ] Delusion’s a cloud of steam Sky’s got its malicious gleam [ Creating mock ] Safety buckle. Time to break your shackle Really no need to be a warlock Above all just try something instead of talking You have just to forget your Art-Rock Won’t break the back of the work for you [ Chorus ] There is no place for doubt On the way to the other shore You are always too far Impossible to reset and restore No time to buckle up. It’s time to level up No time to buckle up. Now Imagination throws off the shackle Imagination better than gamble Just forget what you’ve heard And forget what you’ve learned No more limit. No more shackle Please push the limits You’re doomed if you let The past govern your mind No exception. There are many behind Stretch the boundaries It’s more than puppetry Compelling courage To walk into the unknown Fear the rectories Praying narrow-mindedly Ignorance isn’t a bliss Return where you hide [ Chorus ] Last call, last chance Don’t romance this experience One last dance. Move [ Chorus ]
[ instrumental ]
[ Verse I : Veggie verse ] Rising my fist. I’m not the first The fat’s in the fire. It happened so fast Fast as a wildcat cut by a fast rat Don’t wanna begin a fad for freethinking No glorious feat. I need no meat I had a good feed then tempted the fate No pair of flaired. I foist it on nobody I went veggie like a bird flaps its wings As any choice it belongs to me Won’t chase you around Won’t cut you off with one chop Even if you chop the pork so finely I say, old chap, I don’t shake my fist at your face [ Chorus ] Your world is bad. Your world is dumb At a terrific bat it’s becoming a dump [ Verse II : A verse in a bottle ] Stop thinking global and bring me a bottle You’ve not rolled enough to change the rule It’s not real enough to be a fool Utopianism’s dead. Leave the ring now Don’t call me coward when you cower away Just don’t want to be wrung even if I’m wrong Daily pleasure than waiting for defeated measures Wide measure of autonomy and no pressure No tumble, no trouble in my bubble Don’t be befuddled by drink You won’t change a thing Abandon the struggle. World will crumble Snuggle up to your lover There’s no tumble. There’s no trouble in my bubble Better snuggle. World will crumble [ Chorus ] [ Verse III : A verse and a quiet tipple ] I found my sparkle with which I gargle I chortle with pleasure like birds give gurgle I used to be a guardian and I became a gardener Don’t turn purple. It turned full circle No pearl of wisdom. No earl of kingdom You’re riffled with problems, the ones for cripples Don’t fight for feed. Don’t die in the field We have a good giggle. It’s your time to scribble [ Chorus ]
I really think about this time when music was still a crime “The music to me sounds really a little a bit alienated, so I'm very surprised... - Alienated from what? - From...from...from... OK, from my world - From your world” Spreading it was really a conception No deceitful people and fake connections No bullshit networks [ virtual relationship ] Real trading, spreading it like a stork [ Chorus ] Backthen people seems true No hashtags and no rush opinions Nowaday they talk, talk, talk and judge While they’ve only listened for twenty seconds Today punks are the ones who prefer To attract people to their works [ In a real place, in real life ] Cause it’s now so easy to spread And talk without digging [ No understanding ] No respect. People feel strong Connected on internet Web bashing is for them Like belonging to a stupid virtual crew [ Chorus ] You should not care Don’t know what they are searching for Music’s your own expression Worth sharing even out of fashion Worth sharing. Stop talking Lacks of technique is not a limit Authentic music’s never parodic Perform really what you want [ Do it ! Do it ! ] Have you the courage to do it? Musical expression always opens for deformation Put your own mind into sounds Friends push me when I was kid Now it’s my turn to talk and feed your hope [ Don’t be ashamed ] Like a fight. This insight of your right Do something even bad This is how you’ll find What you need, feel alive They just talk and try to put a gag on your liberty Break their elitism Everybody’s the right to record and share Ignore their bullshits . Who fucking cares? [ Chorus ]
There’s Trent, Freddy Hidden sensitivity Can you understand? Ozzy, Bowie Playing character can be a therapy Fiction, protection. Virtual confidence earned by someone else No more acting. Decided to leave my frontman skills [ Chorus ] I don’t have the pretention to steal it on my name I found tranquility where others weary I reach eternity while others find insanity This is personal, it belongs to me This art is mine Bright light in my eyes. Loving sunshine is not a crime Obviously light by a new sun New steps, footprint left in sand Looking forward, I’m always running toward the end of a life It’s mine. Not hidden behind old characters [ Chorus ] This art is mine So sorry for you... You’re taking your role to seriously You’ve never manage to be The one who you wanna be You’re trying to be how society wants you You’re just not a doer This art is mine
Devoting all my energy to grow Each of my roots burrows Even if soon I'll be in a barrow Still green but look at my pretty leaves The others have to shake like a leaf Lots of us were just seeds in a row Months ago he began to sow Now it looks like we’re competitors Fighting to be chosen by Speculator I reached my dream : I’m the beautiful one Mildew killed all the other ones That’s why he doubled the price Speculators fight for me. So nice None alive. I survive. Pay the price I’m so expensive you cannot buy this Price won’t stop to grow. I have no holllow [ Chorus ] Speculator. Modern horror Abrogator of nature laws I was lucky. I was plucky It seems things changed. They get revenge I was chunky. I was pretty Speculator is conjuror Not the only one anymore I’m a copy and there are more Was part of a speculative bubble This logic is abominable Then my price begins to low and who knows about tomorrow My price begins to low. Who knows for tomorrow I’m a poor tomato. Speculator’s like a wino We’re thousands left in a tray Speculator, I feel betrayed We’re so much. We cost nothing Speculator’s left. No tomato-loving [ Chorus ]
[ Puzzle ] 04:30
Under a blue sky thinking about what is mine Used to be a piece which doesn’t fit A piece built bit by bit A piece made of several pieces Gave up every spare parts Just no need to afford that Just no need to reword Have new pieces to record [ Chorus A ] Get on and keep moving. Give up past foul moody The lizard tries hard, wards off something to eat The wizard discards yards and yards of wild cards Under the sun world has more fun Wild nature and its creatures Get the picture ! Such a picture A new puzzle and no rumble Sun which dazzles. I was dazzled [ Chorus A ] I am now a piece that fit, a piece that belongs to it Completed a new jigboard, a new puzzle [ Chorus B ] Under the sun I try hard World has more fun with lizards Wild nature and wizards Get the picture and discard I am now a piece that fit, a piece that belongs to it Completed a new jigboard, a new puzzle [ Chorus B ] [ Audience ] “ What the fuck are you talking about ? “ “ How the fuck are you singing this one? “ “ Cannot understand your words “ “ Cannot understand your world “ “ Prose poem. Intellectual shit ” Is it really what you think? ( Understand the puzzle ) Asking the question is a revolution It’s a puzzle to you how I wrote this one It’s a bit of a puzzle ( Understand the puzzle )


The Other Shore is UFO experimental industrial rock / metal one-man-band Broken Down's second full-length album.

As for its previous album, the band presents a fusion of industrial music, electronic drums and rock / metal music. The amount of pop source material increased though. The Other Shore merged the aggression of hardcore punk and groove metal with the experimentation of industrial music and the catchiness of arena-size rock choruses.

While the music mixes quiet softness, groovy heavy beats and catchy choruses, the lyrics are sometimes sung with tenderness and other times they are just unrelenting screams. Traditional guitar and bass riffs merged with majestic keyboard arrangements and meticulously chosen drum elements.

This record is a whole as music is treated as art. Each songs is bound to an artwork, as the album is bound to a graphic charter and a color palette. One of the main themes of the lyrics is about creating its own art without censoring yourself. It's about freedom, free-thinking and pushing people to create and to share.
That's also why you'll find around the internet stems (separated channels) of the songs to build your own remixes as an answer to The Other Shore. This album is definitively living within its era.


released February 26, 2016

Music & Lyrics & Arts [ Broken Down ]
Final Mix & Mastering [ Yann Klimezyk @ Mon Studio, FR ]
Female vocals on 2 & 7 [ A Disciple Of Mr Sun ]
Original Logo [Romain Lupino ]

Composed [ Sep. 14 | Apr. 2015 ]
Recorded [ Jan. 2015 | Jul. 2015 ]
Mixed [Jul. 2015 | Nov. 2015 ]




Broken Down Bordeaux, France

Broken Down formed in 2014 and has been exploring music outside native, classic and narrow music genres with an extreme amount of freedom.

Itmixes industrial rock metal music with hardcore punk mosh parts and pop music. But don't fear this melting-pot of genres.

The music is challenging, and it rewards closer scrutiny on headphones, but it is also a honed vision that you can still party on.
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