2003 - 2006

Singles & Eucaryote

With the beginning of the new century I started adding voice to my music, this addition brought a whole new world of ideas to the new compositions. The possibility to edit, alter and mutate all the voices electronically allowed for a lot of experimentation and fun.

In 2003 I started uploading songs to the net and around 2005 I started working on "Eucaryote", a conceptual album based on the idea that workers of this modern society are just slaves living in an ilusion of freedom. This album suffered many delays on its release, until finally being uploaded in October 2011.

Since all this music were produced in the same time period I gathered it all into one "double album", being the first part the singles (songs 1 to 8) and second part "Eucaryote" (songs 9 to 16).

During 2006 I kept a recording diary blog, here you can read about the compositional and recording process of some album tunes.

You can download all these songs as an album or one by one on iTunes, Amazon, VerveLife, Napster, Nokia, Spotify, and many other fine online music stores.

Singles

(songs 1 to 8)

Lack of it is Emptiness

Come on, you're wearing eyes on your back,

I want to go home 'cause I never ever been there.

I was born in a country where I never lived,

then I moved to a long one, next to the sea.

Some give up and go down,

some feel lonely in the ground.

Love is love, wherever you are,

lack of it is emptiness.

A Splinter in my Mind

(Words by Hannu Heinisaari, full original text here)

I have a splinter in my mind

it is telling me to do certain things

at a certain time,

which I object... I think?

Reset.

I have a splinter in my mind

we can't agree about simple things like

telling time

I have a splinter in my mind.

Reset.

do YOU have a pet?

IS it dependent on YOU,

does it know what to do

IF you don't come home at night?

I have a splinter in my mind.

Everywhere

(hear the 2005 remixes here)

I wanna leave tomorrow,

I wanna leave today.

Out to conquer time will free us,

is a friend the one who fear us,

make a wish and start the fire,

while the smoke gets in your eyes

and everywhere.

The people fight for what they think's right.

Ron Do Janeiro

I'm getting down for the sea that you wanna be

try to get aroung myself

try to get away from what you want

try to get around myself.

Beat ha

(based on this song from 1999 called "Every Moment")

Every moment is the same

every moment it's my blame

my way of life is my way of lie,

lie to myself.

Sunset

You were watching flying birds

with your back on the sand

you were looking for a pretty face.

Was a beatyful sunset

was a perfect evening

seems tonight's night

it's gonna be the one.

Are you feeling all alone

sometimes feeling insecure,

are you loosing what you're missing?

seems the rage that felt so far

everyday is closer

are you waiting for the bomb to fall?

Sunset, sunset

beautyful sunset.

Beautyful!

Beautyful, you're so beautyful that you're energy

you beautyful

baby you're so great.

Energy, I was weak but now you make me strong

I can put a train on movement

I can build the biggest building

any time you want me baby

you can't call me.

The shyness of your eyes

the brilliance of your smile

I won't leave you never baby

you can't count on that,

every time I kiss you baby

I'm going crazy.

Don't Know How to Reach you

I once tried to see

the world that lives inside you

looking in your eyes I was lost

I was confused and blind

I did not see your soul next to me.

I was sitting there

tortured by your silence

thinking what to say

to reach you.

It was the moment to

get in your heart

but there was no sign.

You were there so fragile so sad

waiting a word from me.

I don't know how to reach you.

Eucaryote

(songs 9 to 16)

Step Over Step pt. 1

I awake every day the same way:

beeps my head,

and I stand in front of me

and I say:

you look so bored.

Then I dress up

and take my bag

and go down

underground.

Same day every day

the same guys on the street

are doing the same.

Tribal Man in Concrete Walls

I'm a tribal man in concrete walls

tasting tasteless food

holding wide landscapes in my head.

Lord how can everybody be so blind

I need a little hope.

Mi nombre se escribe transparente

en el mar del olvido,

las ideas que un día aparecieron tan vivas

ahora se descascaran inútiles

formando un callo gastado que va pesando el tiempo,

mis hombros un día amables

ahora se tuercen fatigados por la inercia

mostrando la terrible verdad de mi existencia:

engranaje torcido

de una máquina miserable.

Valiente juventud diluída en el sudor,

lo que queda de mi tiene el sabor amargo de la decepción.

En busca de la libertad perdí la ilusión

perdí mis manos y me abandonó la belleza,

ahora en mi cabeza retumba el grito sordo

del niño extraviado para siempre.

I lost my friends

and I'm beginnig to like it.

Don't follow the trend...

We're Ready

This tune features de voice of Richard Nixon, so as an antidote I used the voice and wise words of Nicolas Slonimsky

Eucaryote

Instrumental tune, mostly a wild guitar solo

Hikikomori

All day long the TV is on

at the living room

(golondrina)

that's why I'm hiding in my room.

Los falsos líderes me están matando,

llevo tanto tiempo,

tiempo esperando,

para que esperé el futuro

si me siguen engañando.

Los falsos líderes

se comen mi pan mintiendo,

los falsos líderes

robar mis horas durmiendo.

All day long the TV is on

at the living room,

that's why I'm hiding in my room,

waiting for something

that gives me hope

that makes me think this life is worth to live.

That's why I'm hiding in my room

waiting for something, I don't know what.

Endless Infierno

Another instrumental tune that is mostly a guitar solo

4=10 a Reminder

Get it in your head:

you'll never get rid of feelings.

Step Over Step pt.2

I awake every day the same way:

beeps my head,

and I stand in front of me

and I say:

you look so bored.

I dress up and take my bag,

and go down

underground.

The same day everyday

the same guys on the street

are doing the same

everyday

step over step.

Night comes, the modern slave

needs to sleep and dreams away:

open spaces

higher grounds

dreamlands.