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Legends of a singular blue

by Music Illness Cash-machine

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You say - it seems so easy for the works are built by slaves -, bodies made of snakes all day. Long ways. All day.. You say - how far I see from this name -. In general, they have been certain that's something bad.. that something bad cross with their eyes. So I see how far you try to wear your name while you say how close you see its in my head all day. Long waves. All day, my way. All day, long days. My way, long fate. No way to stay.
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Dreams of a night of which I know the end, it's not a very blisfull end. Doors that not open to this body behind, they have not one less use to find. And while what's happening is happening, your senses will scream: What am I doing here? Out from a starting point, fresh from the source, not one dull ingredient more. Among many roads you have had free to choose, so why the path that brings you close. And while what's passing is passing, our senses will scream: What are we doing here? A black star is falling into my gist. I can hear the laughing trees. So feel, be aware, sit your soul by the brink. Let them think you reflect their ill. And while what's dying keeps dying, your mind and heart will scream: what will I ever be?
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I shouldn't 03:35
This morning I came back to life by realizing, that all those things you cry you feel, they well not suit me.. And that, it's fine while you stop behaving like someone I shouldn't feel nothing about. I waste my time fooling my heart through costly illusions, cracks opening upon my flesh draining the plain of feelings.. And that is fine while I stop behaving like someone I shouldn't feel something about. It might feel like one of your existential chapters. So tonight you'll try again to soak yourself in danger.. And that, it's fine while you stop behaving like someone I should care nothing about. I waste my life fooling my mind through heavy phantoms. They come and go, they don't let me know where soughing love is.. And that is fine if I stoped behaving like someone I shouldn't feel something about. I waste my life fooling my mind through heavy phantoms. They come and go, they don't let me know where soughing love is.. And that is fine if I stoped behaving like someone I shouldn't feel something about. I shouldn't care that much about.. ..not to care that much about.
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Real life 01:57
This is real life. This is not a fantasy. This is real life. This is not a fantasy. And I don't care if is short or long, if my tears revolt through this undertone. This is ridiculous but realistic although at least unfair, quite heavenly affairs. This is real time. This ain't a freaky dream. This is real? fine.. It might just be my life. And tell my friends from a single being, that my brain keeps acting like a deviant train. This is real life. This is not a fantasy. This is an acquired taste, this is plain hard to take in the end.
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We disappear 02:22
The fact is we dissapear into its private collection. Wether you will or not, you can adapt as you're much a part as the plants and the animals. A woman falls into her beautiful mind dressed in ideas, a rebellion against yourself upon, the cosmos. It means not quite impossible not to see the chilling danger while being afraid of it. Like dancing under the gallows, or walking by a bay with wooden mountains, a purple harbor in the distance and the moon set on the horizon. Pure insignificance, like a wedding on its own nature. As noble ages spread across the landscapes while people, they merely wear them out. They hide behind unbroken clouds, down the snow shadow looms in the ground, up in the pale green of the living sky. Your fears bring misery before observing to make use of the bright edge, always looking straight at you, to roll in joy, the joy of living. Combining colors to survive in harmony. Like rudely awakening from your winter sleep to reflect in the storm-lashed sea and uprooted trees on the hill.
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Todo es lento, es desvirtuar, de la nieve al mar. Y nada emana de una noche mas que la calma de mis ojos. Ruinas tan antiguas y el dolor guarda el tiempo en flor. Y no posee más grandeza que una fuerza obsesa. Inviernos con más dudas, de leyendas de un azul singular. Un animal sin rostro morirá - y en mi nombre irá -, que aprendía de quien nunca pudo amar la vida sin llorar. De otoños en fatiga, y su olvido que le mira desde atrás.
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Rounds and rounds, my head's still restrained, and it can't find a place to remain. Gleaming empty trains, wet and shame, riding nowhere, just windows making life on frame. They all wear thick tongues, so why. Hooked in pairs by playing their rite. Drinking from a glass fountain, how narrow life gets, chewed up to leave this sight behind. All I can think is how did I get here. All I can say is wish I could hide in the rain.. May I just lay on the waves of the wind?.. I might just get far away if I get to see what it means to fit in here. Through golden smoke his time steals. It's crazy the perfume that leans. Drunken shadows, they know my name to this day. And 'Sleepy Skin' protects their fears. A tender bloody sweet old folk. His hearted colors overflows. It took my life in cold style, they say 'in dreams' and that's fine. Gets never ever right on time. All I can feel is how did I get here?, All I can tell them is wish I could hide in the train.. may I just pray for the waves in the wind?.. I might just get far away if I get to feel what it means to fit in here.
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Kisses 03:42
Here at moments life stops, at our feet, silent rain falls in our sound, because they were at the worst descent. Past and future days go home!, it's time to hold me in return. She was blue and wonderful. Her little shadows with sailing lights. My kisses carved her skin. I saw it. Live the storm! - my exciting waits -! with constant shaking for not being right to fit my body skin to skin to form your language with my mute being. Anxiety is down to live, a nude aroma closely looks at me. Her eyes of icy distance, invisible beast of my virgin breeze. It forms a line that hurts, and its darkness feels like I breathe you in. A drop of light does not run out, from falling much the air pronounces you with words of charm by blue lights.. Now I am sure that she lives by my side.
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credits

released January 16, 2024

Alejandro Moreta: vocals, piano, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, keyboards, bass.
Máté Balla: electric guitar.
Henri Gonzalez: electric bass guitar.
Éva Sziraki: vocals.
Krisztián Bányai: electro-acoustic guitar.
Bernadett Oberfrank: violins.
Judit Bartek-Rozsnyói: violins.
Blanka Abonyi: cello.
Nóri Liszkay: flute.
Jeff Joyner: drums.

Songs composed by Alejandro Moreta Sánchez.
Lyrics by Alejandro Moreta Sánchez.
Recording, mixing and mastering: Alejandro Moreta Sánchez.
Cover art work by Hu Xing.

Recording location: Nagymező street, Budapest, Hungary.

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