Wrapped in paper sealed and glued a label written goods included changing hands paying fees status checked "sign here please"
And off off it goes it's out out of my hands
By trains and planes by boats and roads all stacked up among heavy loads from port to port from gravel to tar at your destination that's where you are
out out for delivery stripped showing what you have inside subject to measurements and tests then packed and send right back again
sometimes I fear you'll never getting here sometimes I fear they'll never bring you here
tripping the streets on careful feet avoiding the headlights keeping discreet anxious and weary of what you might get will it be allright or disaster instead
I saw you standing there on the threshold of you sleep dazed and confused you seemed staring into the deep
close both your eyes and see it all becomes so clear just walk on straight ahead be aiming at the pier
Into the void you face your fear you're screaming you lungs out but noone will hear your world is a beauty but it isn't real you're sleepwalking baby on a tightrope of steel
there was a little man at least that was his name he had a crazy plan that made him rise to fame
Above the big apple he was walking in the air From the ground he looked so small as if he wasn't there
Into the void you face your fear you're screaming you lungs out but noone will hear your world is a beauty but it isn't real you're sleepwalking baby on a tightrope of steel
Phillipe didn't fall to his death but I saw the towers did
Should I take these tablets that make things go away Should I be pretending my nerves doesn't fray
Should I smile politely Should I really care I lock myself away I am going there
We're going down together Descend into the darkness this deep is vast and unseen we'll be the first ones there And as the ship submerges Anxiety emerges the pressure's building up and the vessel's going down
the trench is deep and wide but noone else has gone inside and now we're off the deepest dive a man has tried down to a place so unknown
Swallowed up completely the blackness of the sea Like falling into sleep the undiscovered deep
down and down I'm sinking like a stone I'm gently hurled beyond abyssal depths to the bottom of the world
We're going down together Descend into the darkness this deep is vast and unseen we'll be the first ones there And as the ship submerges Anxiety emerges the pressure's building up and the vessel's going down
the trench is deep and wide but noone else has gone inside and now we're off the deepest dive a man has tried but I've succeded And I
Return again
Return again to the surface like bubbles of air I'm ascending Return again to the surface Relieved of all my worries
Before the nightfall Before we surrender to sleep We have to remind ourselves Of what it is we're doing here
Vast is the desert Lonely the dunes A crowded bus with myriads of people in different moods Bumping past an endless scenery A deserted desert village or what it appears to be
On and on from dune to dune We'll get to nowhere fast we'll be there soon Yes on and on from place to place for no apparant reason to embrace
Drinking tea from ornamented cups served by men in kaftans or djellabas by the Atlas' Music is played on every corner of the street the rhythm makes me dizzy in this unbearable heat
Mercenary troops are marching by with their epaulettes and kepis determination in their eyes We're off to a plateau to see the full moon rise this garden of exile appears before our eyes
We lay in the Moroccan sand doing things we know they have banned And underneath the sheltering sky you asked me the devastating 'why'
The coldsweat's darkening your shirt your eyes have turned red And your panting is hard to endure A desert bug is digging in it lives in your blood And the dust is not much of a cure
A desert rose in perpetual bloom A sun scorched remedy for gloom
Why won't it work Why won't it ever work I got to carry on I got to carry on
I'll try again I'll try and try again Until I get it right Until I get it right
I know I can create light without spark and without flame a type of light that's burning bright and lasting long oh so long Got this picture in my head of a day it would be said 'electric light is just so cheap that only rich folks have candles lit'
Ok let me see what have we got here a coiled up filament connected to some wiring all is placed within an evacuated bulb I will make it shine illuminate this lab of mine for this experiment I'm using platinum it should be working right it's melting point is very high I switch the current on the metal starts to glow but evaporates I still can't make it work
So I'm here again testing filaments this time using strings of carbonized cotton wool it sounds improbable that this could make it work but I have to try every possibility my incandescent dream has put me to the test but if I don't succeed I won't be getting any rest a glass bulb standing on my desk with carbon coiled within I switch the current on and now my room is ablazed
I feel so excited now that all this weight is off my shoulders I feel like a new born child in mothers arms filling the lungs with air for the first time And I was blind so blind but now I see I got this feeling of no boundaries
And from here it can only get better The world's my oyster and I can do anything I want I want it all I want it all
Today the sun is beating down and not a cloud up there to shade this town and I will walk around in sunlit streets and when the nighttime comes I'll stay outside to watch the starry sky until the sun comes up again and then I know
that from here it can only get better The world's my oyster and I can do anything I want I want it all I want it all
all aligned in perfect symmetry come along set me free
Day turns into night night turns into day then night again Haven't had alot sleep haven't had alot food just water
there must be more than this this pitchblende mystery is really exciting me and while I'm at work Raindrops are falling from the leaking roof of the shed
I worked for days months and weeks in the smallest quantity of matter was where I seeked finally my work was done and like a fairytale a blue light now vaguely shone
kept on working without knowing that this faint glow had a shadow that this substance from a distance changed the concept of my being
What is this What is this this this feels so strange shooting out of light
now the path is clear now I'll cry no tear now I'll leave you here now It'll disappear
where are you now where have you been I've been looking for you everywhere
I have been sailing all the seven seas I've climbed all mountains in the world
but what have I found? what have I found?
where are you now where will you go where should I be searching for you now
should I go to all four corners of the world should I cross the deserts in my search
and then what will I find what will I find
Eyebrow goes up turns into frown so much searching what have I found
As the title might suggest, 'Anyway' attempts a light hearted escape from a much more serious subject. The album consists of ten pop and disco tracks, sung by four different female singers. The loose concept is getting from A to B, both physically and metaphysically.
'Anyway' was created out of a creative vacuum. My first three albums were conceived more or less simultaneously, and completed over a period of eight years. Eight years of work and creative focus. After the release of 'Constructions' there were nothing. I started to panic. And then I began looking through old sketches and deserted ideas. It felt like me emptying the cup and moving on. A last album made to bring me closure. I worked on Anyway's songs as if they were meant to be radio hits - all of them. And I worked on the album as my final.
However, two thirds through the album production, my hard disc died. This were, for me, a time before fancy back up systems, so basically the entire production was gone. Fortunately it was due to an error from the manufactorer, so they fixed it and I got my session files back. This inspired the lyrics for the opening track 'Parcel', and it totally removed the notion that this would be my last album. But it also made me rush the completion of the album. I knew this when the album came out, but my main focus at that time was to get it done before anything else happened to the computer. In fact, a few days after I delivered the master, the motherbord of the computer died, so I had to have the cover done elsewhere. It bothered me right from the start, that the album was rushed, but it became all too obvious when I performed the songs live. In concert the songs worked, on the album they didn't.
When MusicVenture gave me the opportunity to rerelease the album in 2014, I felt I had to correct the errors. Six out of the album's ten songs were remixed or partly rerecorded. Some of them only had minor changes added, others were completely rearranged. The result was an album much closer to the original intention, than the initial release from 2009.
Personnel: Stina Madelaire: Vocals (Euphoria, Blue Sky Cafe & Where are you now?) Edith Tvede: Vocals (Parcel, The Trench & Cloudberries) Tanja Hollerup: Vocals (Garden of Exile, The invention & The Glow and its Shadow) Eva Rothenberg: Vocals (Sleepwalking) Troels Bech: Lap steel and Jazzmaster guitars Lars Albertsen: Alto, Soprano and Tenor Saxophones Jesper H. Petersen: Jazz Bass Klaus Schønning: Ethnic authenticity Ste van Holm: Ukulele, Dobro, Guitars, Keyboards and programming.
Produced and engineered by Ste van Holm Recorded between february 2008 and october 2009 (with additional work in 2014) Mastered by Ste van Holm
