Après une ré-écoute de l’ensemble de l’œuvre de Meanstreet, ainsi qu’une âpre négociation avec les avocats de feu le label Ten Times Louder Records, on a enfin obtenu la garde les droits de republier cet EP, le troisième et dernier de ce groupe majeur de la non-scène bruxelloise du début du millénaire… ces versions ont été volées au Studio 6, elles ne sont ni mixées ni masterisées…. n’en reste pas moins une tuerie planifiée scrupuleusement, un chaos organisé par les doigts d’orfèvre de Kwistefe le vrai, ré-haussé par la rythmique martiale de stephan saive, le tout rendu un rien plus brouillon que nécessaire par votre serviteur…
Tracklist et écoute
- 1. Meeting Point, 3:38
- 2. Finishing Line, 3:23
- 3. Safe Side, 2:48
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Lyrics
Meeting Point
This meeting point is a mess, it’s going places hard to suggest.
It started out on the day I took my first deep breath and a yell
I couldn’t have known by the warmth with which I was welcomed into the world
that these were times of questionnable balance
weighed down by the plate
of a custom made
system looking down in it’s pockets with tomorrow’s earnings set before people.
Weighed down by the shame
of a short term
planning leaving, no real answers.
Functionnal, commercial, it’s logic all men
get together and
build towards exchange and interraction but it
seems forgotten that we have
a mind and a heart and a brain and it’s
down to no consideration, useless functions they’ll
look the other way.
My next few steps turned to years, before I knew it I was facing the facts:
no aesthetic lies in this frame
it’s function first and ammounts. Optimize production while crumbs
fall off from that table up high but
hate just leads to pain,
I know that
I don’t want to spend my life fighting,
no cause’ll justify waste.
Make a better plan.
I’m trying
just to get it balanced out right;
day to day will make it worthwhile.
Finishing Line
Words of surrendery call,
dragging down
anything that gets in the way;
steep falls of pain.
Carry on like you don’t mind,
senses blind.
Always there’s someone to show (you)
the finishing line.
Downgraded references collide
one more time,
antagonistic approach…
we have the right!
Suck yourself out of the maths,
export all
views that assess and compare.
This is now.
Days are now numbered till joys to be fall into place and bring some
relief. Count, hope, crossing out days in your head.
These tracks lead to contemplation,
motion’s where we’re moving to.
Justified, it is justified.
I won’t grieve on the remaining air in this container. Justified such as long that we try.
Interruption ‘ll lead to unanounced mourning.
Safe Side
Close your eyes and I’ll tell you
you’re just one in a million
Pray for change, keep your head straight,
hope is scarce but it sure helps
Looking back on words when you had meant them
Crying on the knowing that you’re drowning
Smiles for shorter sentences and questions
Soon some hand will show you the direction
Close your eyes cause I’ve brought you
tales just like chameleon
Caught you talking to four walls
hands together. I’m here now
Planning lives of pure imagination
Sorry but you’re already old
Looking back and forth but never catch the motion
Running hard to get to the rainbow
Plans for better days in the hope that it falls into place
Fantasize over joys that you saw
Kings are crowned everyday, victory sure smells nice
I’m about to get out, I’m about to…
Left, right, centre it’s everywhere you look
Plan and compare, they seem to be more
Stand but don’t take a risk
Safe side. These words that float about are by no means real.
Credits
All songs by Meanstreet, lyrics by Kwis. Recorded by Nico at the Studio Six, Brussels, mai 2006.
