Think Think Think
So I have just finished the last shows of Archive’s Controlling Crowds.. Touring this album was a blast and a lot has happened in the two and half years it’s been since we first performed on Manu Katche’s One Shot Not TV show in Paris. A campaign that took us to perform in front of thousands of people across thousand of miles of Sea, Air and Road. A total amplified trip headlining huge festivals to low key shows in places we’d never heard of. Meeting people I’ve only read about or seen on the fuzz box and gaining knowledge about travel, people and places.
Remembrance files from my brain include ( in my own coded format of course ) !!
Curing a small part of swimming in the sea, Terrible films that end with the line “Can I have another Chocolate Milkshake?”, Break Downs both mechanically and physically, Killing my amp, Meeting Mark E Everett From Eels, Almost dying from Absynth, Drunk DJ sets with the Seagull, BirdPen supporting at the Zenith, Headlining Rock En Seine and Solidays, That power cut at Solidays, YETI !!, one day swimming in the med then 36 hours later walking around Auschwitz in the snow in -1, more shit films, birthdays away, Iggy Pop, luke warm and grim food, That hippy Festival in Germany with Hawkwind, Orchestras, Guy Garvey from Elbow dedicating the song “Dear Friends” to us, Smileys Blogs, Remote control Falcon, bad sound, good sound, That Danger Visit moment, Archive in the Southern Daily Echo, So many ridiculous photographs, The face full of hope, The Stooges Sax player telling me Mcdonalds drug stories, Laughing, Lots of Laughing, Lots of singing and the best Greek salads on the planet.
Till next time with further fields in our sights…
That’ll do for now…
Well Well Well
It was Great for us as well,
can’t remember how many i saw : Belgium,France,Holland,Germany..
Met wonderful people and many new friends.
Also so many ridiculous security guards at some of the venues…
Anyway it was gorgeous !
Ready for the 2,5 years “only the name change’s Tour” to come 😉
Love from Brussels,
P.
November 14, 2011 at 7:13 pm
How would I ever be able to explain to you -in words- how deeply your music, your art affects me? Thinking of the concert in Cologne still feels like a slow awakening from a powerful dream. I got lost in the twilight zone. was this real??? was it really you, really me? all these shivers down the spine, all these sudden eruptions of the heart, all these screams from the depths of the soul fusing in motions of sound, voice, body and light. were they yours, were they mine or is this what a simple mind may call a touch of the Divine in the true art of humans – like you. Unbelievable!!!!
here are some humble words of mine that were directly inspired by archive. i´d wish that I could give back more to you….
Gaping mouths
Invaded by this mass
army of gaping mouths
lingering in the dark
longing to eat me up
faces invisible
no names
no identities
nothing to grasp
the enemy
the lust
the fear
controlling my mind
nesting in my heart
I am driven, pushed
torn, used, worn
and I obey
I give up
anything, anywhere inside
that keeps me back?
I cannot read, decipher the sense
a code hidden
beyond the bulb
that is the moon, that is the eye
I circle a life sign
slipping away from sight
crossed and broken
by violent blood lines
exposed in a new dimension
the moon a bulb
yellow, menacing,
as creepy as your eye
I look away
and it bites my neck
the gaping mouths
who are they and why?
you´re their leader
you make me cry
and you are nothing
and what of all this is my truth, is my lie?
Can I split from my skin
from the falling flower
that is no more
when it can´t keep you in
in the circle
beneath the lines
even if you´re the parasite
slowly sucking away at my light
erasing the beauty, the silent sin
with a dreadful, ignorant grin
Don´t touch me!
Go away!
I follow signs of life on the outside
but my liquid core slips into darkness, endless night
Are you waiting,
waiting among the mouths
whispering in tongues
til I come to believe
they are mine?
Humming a song of self-hate and rage
“You are scum, you are scum”
You are my shadow inside
but your flesh will survive, untouched
Can´t split from the mass
deeply laid in your eyes
Manifestation of what?
Makes me cross the last sign
With one last line
When, oh when and why?
November 17, 2011 at 2:16 pm
Was this shot in the Nimes Arenas ? ^^
Already impatient to see you again, with Archive OR Birdpen or BOTH 🙂
November 24, 2011 at 11:43 am