por Polaris
| | 1 | Stranger Interface | | 3:25 |
| | 2 | Final Words | | 3:17 |
| | 3 | Sleep | | 3:40 |
| | 4 | Diana | | 3:02 |
| | 5 | From Black To Green | | 3:21 |
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Im November 2006 nahmen Velvet Blue und Gasher G.14 die ersten fünf Stücke zum Polaris-Projekt auf. Das Konzept ist einfach: Gasher G.14 bastelt auf einfachen Kadenzen einige elektronische Beats, Velvet Blue singt dazu englischsprachige Texte – alles andere ist Freiheit und Improvisation.
Die erste EP mit dem schlichten Titel »Polaris« beinhaltet fünf Songs, wobei »From Black To Green« ein vertontes Gedicht des Ausnahmekünstlers Pedi Vathor ist.
1. Sleep
There it lies
my heart and beats the drum
in dreams of fight
it beats the drum
I'm running fast
and beat the drum
it sounds the breath
of sleeping men
beats one last time
is silent then
2. Final Words
Hey, little baby, I have something new
and this is without you
look for someone to adore
I don't love you anymore
I'm sorry, baby, I knew that you're weak
but you are just antique
don't tell me that this part hurts
these are just my final words
3. Stranger Interface
Between the naked bones
of bluming wealth
let me travel
on the lightning stream
let me travel
into the thoughts of someone else
I leave the weight I carry
leave the travelled ways behind
deep in someone elses thoughts
deep into the light
4. Diana
With lips that flee
she kisses me
strokes my cheeks with lashes
like hummingbirds wings
then the grip
grows faster
and I cannot breathe
I feel like she's captured me
striding, hunting, targetting, shooting
flattering hands
stroke my hair
and not the bonds
and I know: I'll never be loose again
and I know: I'll never loose again
5. From Black To Green
Green is hope and black's the death
controlling my own destiny
paint myself green, the rescue rope
to grow my self-defending hope
I'll close my eyes to see the truth
I'll shut my mouth to speak no ruth
lay myself down to sleep in peace
lie to myself to have no grief
inside the fruit of innocence
there is no false, death's decadence
all things you do are justified
as long you've no other chance
all life of one will find its end
though we can't finnish to pretend
that there's a game behind the game
therefore we feel a mortel shame

| Tipo | Elektro-Blues | ||||||||||||||
| Estreno | 14 de abril de 2008 | ||||||||||||||
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