Perspectives & Avatars

by Laura Perrudin

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1.
What is this thing called magic ? What is this thing called art ? Maybe simply Ways To achieve changes Into consciousness. Transformative powers, Transformative forces, I shouldn't know about. Don't need any hat Don't need any cat Don't need any bat To know that. Don't need any toad Don't need any owl Don't need any crow To do so. And if I do And if I do And if I do And if I do... Just catch me And burn me Or drown me Disappear me For what I know (I should know less than you do...) For questioning norms (...and shape myself to your views) For being old (I should always remain...) Or being young (...under the care of a man) Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! What is this thing called magic ? What is this thing called art ? Some knowledge of language ? Some science of symbols ? Relationships between Humans and their higher selves ? Some dangerous awareness I shouldn't know about.... Don't need any toad Don't need any owl Don't need any crow To do so. Don't need any hat Don't need any cat Don't need any bat To know that. And if I do And if I do And if I do And if I do... Just bully me And jail me Or kill me Disappear me For being ugly (I should always please your eye...) For being pretty (...but I should never entice) For owning my body (I should belong to you) For being free (My life just shouldn't be mine) Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! Independance : crime ! Knowledge : crime ! Power : crime ! Freedom : crime !
2.
We have seen so many things Around the world, we travelled, Many things we could teach You if you'd take time To look at us carefully. We have stories to tell, Premonitions to reveal But we are just cogs in the wheel, « Solve et coagula » Is our serene fate. We let the wind change our shape, We know how beautiful It is when things change, Our bodys are mirages They just live in your eyes But our powers are true. Oh don't fight against time But slowly dance with it, Let your tears flow to earth Let the wind lead your feet. We are the architects Of a realm where the birds Perpetually relearn To find their pathways Into moody mazes. We are light players Painting new scapes all day long, We play to hide and seek With the moon and the sun, The stars and the mountains. Our shadows are shelters, We carry promises Of relief to the trees, To the thirsty weeds and the flowers, To the frogs and the fields, To the forests and the grasses And we have some advice Oh don't fight against time But slowly dance with it, Let your tears flow to earth, Let the wind lead your feet.
3.
Follow Snow 03:16
Snow and silence, your two old friends, Are rarefying like orangutangs. As delicacies they will soon be sold : Caviar will be less valuable, And they'll be more precious than gold. Better to hear this than be blind ? Better to hear that than be deaf ? Goodnight baby, close your window, Or maybe just go and follow snow. You walk through the city like a hunted beast Looking for some silence that doesn't exist Wondering if it remains a bloody place On this planet where you could hear... Well, anything else than human mess ? Better to hear this than be blind ? Better to hear that than be deaf ? Goodnight baby, close your window, Or maybe just go and follow snow. Whatever you do, I'll come and go. If you need silence, just go and follow snow.
4.
(English) How was the driver of your cab today ? Are you satisfied ? How was the service of your lunch today ? Did you enjoy ? How was the state of cleanliness today ? Did you enjoy ? How was the delivery man today ? Are you satisfied ? Grade ? Grade ? Grade ? Give a grade ! Give a grade ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push ! Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ? And was the welcome on board smiley enough today ? Did you enjoy ? What about the disappearance of your trash today ? Are you satisfied ? And was everything comfortable enough today ? Did you enjoy ? Did the invisible slaves honor their king today ? Discreetly enough ? Are you satisfied ? Grade ? Grade ? Grade ? Give a grade ! Give a grade ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push ! Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ? What about your security experience today ? (Are you satisfied ?) How was your body cavity search today ? (Did you enjoy ?) What about the feeling of safety of the space today ? (Are you satisfied ?) The size of the army's assault rifles today ? (Big enough?) The global surveillance of your life today ? (Are you satisfied ?) Have you been filmed and tracked and filed enough ? (Do you feel secure enough ?) Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ? (Français) Avez-vous apprécié le chauffeur aujourd'hui? Êtes-vous satisfait de la qualité du service? Êtes-vous satisfait de la propreté des toilettes aujourd'hui? Êtes-vous satisfait du livreur de votre colis ? Un ressenti ? Une petite note? Pousse moi ! Pousse mon bouton ! Content ? Mi-content ? Mi-pas-content ? Pas content? L'équipe de bord était-elle souriante aujourd'hui ? Comment jugez-vous notre service de traitement des déchets ? Tout était-il confortable aujourd'hui? Les lutins magiques ont-ils été assez discrets ? Êtes-vous satisfait? Un ressenti ? Une petite note ? Exprimez-vous ! Poussez mon bouton ! Content ? Mi-content ? Mi-pas-content ? Pas content? Comment évaluez-vous le contrôle de sécurité aujourd'hui? Avez-vous apprécié la fouille anale ? Vous sentez-vous en sécurité dans ce lieu public? Les fusils d’assaut de l'armée sont-ils assez gros? Vous sentez-vous suffisamment bien surveillés aujourd'hui? Êtes-vous satisfait ? Détendez-vous... Content ? Mi-content ? Mi-pas-content ? Pas content?
5.
Tough grim suns have sealed Their bleak blinding lids Of meaningless blue fields The void has appeared to sight Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so tight It dazzles us to blindness Everything is so bright All I would like to find is A puddle of a night To flee that light that's so tight To flee that light that's so tight Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so tight All I want to do here Is to hide or disappear It's a rough raging strife Between some meaning of life And that light that's so tight And that light that's so tight That endless noon is wrong It stifles me with its hands On my throat, I feel thronged I can't bear, I can't stand That damned light that's so tight That damned light that's so tight Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so... Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight « Nice weather » they said. Well, they lied.
6.
(English) The world is blind under a blank page ever-dawning. This is the age of ashes and ruined vast impasses Leading to the void near above. Sailing graves Made of your trash suffocate and mash your own cradle. Has clear-sightedness never been ? You're unable to learn, you always trap yourself into enclosed rings. I warned you, I'm sure you knew that I was coming. You allowed yourself a mirage to deny that I could find you To avoid what destiny brooded and absorb what insanity ruined. Has clear-sightedness never been ? Now you can see the scape's rubble absorbed in my mouth's darkness And somehow you keep caulking and sealing the inside of my truth To soothe your fear, to deaden the sound of my tooth On your rear. Like there's a future for your dears Has clear-sightedness never been ? Now you can hear the silence of the wild beasts in the evening When there's only your own industrial creatures to keep coldly singing « Ugliness is a truth, your illusions were a joke » For a longtime you had fun like kids but the game is over. Has clear-sightedness never been ? (Brezhoneg) Skarzit alemañ Dall eo ar bed mañ N’hallit ket laret n’eo ket bet laret deoc’h c’hwi   Ar we’mañ Plijadur walc’h peus bet  Mare al ludu zo ay Oac’h ket ‘vit kompren e oa digoueet  ar fin hag e oa fin ho c’hoa’i ’n amzer dazont n’eo ket deoc’h ken  Mont a  ra ar bed war an tu gin  Pezh a laka ac’hanon ‘da nom c’houllen : Daoust hag eo bet kap an den da welet sklaer ur wech bennaket ta? Selaouit  kamaraded Serrit mat ho pegoù bras Kad peus berr walc’h an amzer Tudou kaezh  Re ziwe’at eo bremañ da glask cheñch penn d’ar vazh Sklaer eo bet met n’eo ket ken
7.
From one dark side to another, Hypnotizing iron monsters Leave no chance to those who sight Their fascinating lethal light. From one dark side to another, Hypnotizing iron monsters Leave no chance to those who sight Their fascinating lethal light. From one dark side to another, The hypnotizing iron monster Left no chance to me.
8.
It's a laborious drudgery To make myself understood by them When understanding's so easy And natural on the branch of our elm. And it is such an annoying task To hide weaknesses, fears and shames, to wear a mask, When I can so simply be true, Tell and show all of me to you (Like silence) What a gift, this peace I find here A shelter from despair and fear Living and growing like our tree The release a true love can be And how deeply exhausting it was To stay wary of getting invaded, judged or crushed, And how perpetually stifling it was To feel so lonely in the middle of a crowd. How could I bear the oppressive tie Of conventions, proper procedures and decorous lies When our world together's a sight So free and borderless and wide ? (And silent) What a gift, this peace I find here A shelter from despair and fear Living and growing like our tree : The release a true love can be.
9.
Am I supposed to be beautiful ? Am I supposed to mean something ? Am I supposed to be understood ? Or just to be entertaining ? Am I supposed to calm you down ? Am I supposed to wake you up ? Am I supposed to make you dance ? Am I supposed to turn you on ? From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know if I am supposed to be sung Or to be howled. I changed the world so many times I set you free with a few rhymes I healed your solitude and pain I made you smile and strong again I am as old as humanity And I belong to everybody I belong to laughs, sweat or tears And I am stronger than frontiers So if I come from your throat So if I come from your guts So if I come from your heart So if I come from your cuts Then why do you sell me As a pimp sells his whore ? I can't handle being empty, And bland anymore. From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know what I'm supposed to be... From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know if I am supposed to be sung Or to be howled.
10.
Basalte, nuits, Démons, fourmis, Scarabées, graphite, Mûres et chauves-souris, Regard de khôl Et As de trèfles, Peuple des geôles et Bois d'ébène, Peuple des cloîtres, As de pic, abysses, Encre de Chine Et de cassis. J'habille le monde et ses confins Mais chaque nuit j'épargne la lune Mais me le direz-vous enfin Une couleur, en suis-je une ? Mangeur de lumière Galvaniseur de prières Chromatique transfuge De la couleur je suis le refuge Corbeaux, pirates, Abîmes, asphalte, Endeuillés, charbon, Espace et tréfonds. Forages d'or Sous les naphtes des rois, Je suis le manteau Du pouvoir et des chats. J'habille le monde et ses confins Mais chaque nuit j'épargne la lune Mais me le direz-vous enfin Une couleur, en suis-je une ? Mangeur de lumière Galvaniseur de prières Chromatique transfuge De la couleur je suis le refuge
11.
I am a hero baby, I am the ultimate Representation of Humanity I am the architect Of your reality, Of what you see and hear and think and feel. My vision is your life. My music is your life. As well as are my books and films and pain- -tings and my video games. Let's keep it in the right order : Everything else is sub-gender. There's just one thing I'd need to check... Where are my pixels from ? Who created me this way ? Swollen with importance... Are we that sure so many people Would like to see what I see? But sometimes I am tired Of saving princesses Tired of saving the world with my balls Of being deaf and blind Around in circles Of being the center of it all Hey guys, it seems like We bet the major part Of humanity is a straight white man I just have a little doubt, Let's keep it that way, But I'd like to take a look outside to check if it's true... Where are my pixels from ? Who created me this way ? Swollen with importance... Are we that sure so many people Would like to see what I see?
12.
Once I met one of them Who got lost in the woods With the excess of trust And the attitude of a lord He was powerful and stout He was courteous and robust He was opulent and proud And his stately chest stuck out I'd gladly have butchered the mutt I'd gladly have ripped him apart But it would have been a losing fight Because the dog was twice my bulk So I accosted him humbly, Talked about his gorgeous jewellery And his beaming portliness, And his soft shiny fur, And his brillliant success Like a servile courtier (...I had nothing to lose) He said : « My good lord you could chose To be as fat as me Yes you could leave the woods And your poor fellow-wolves You guys are so skinny, Eternally hungry Never safe, always on guard, The claws ever ready Follow me, I tell you And I promise you'll know A better destiny I swear, you can trust me. » I won't lie : I was drooling For so long I had been starving So sure I deserved At least a decent dinner (...I had nothing to lose) So I said, desperate : « What would I need to do ? « Almost nothing » He said. « Hunt a bit, lick a hand Keep the poor and the tramp Away from your master Flatter the lords and their power For a nice recompense : Pigeon bones, chicken bones, Mutton, ham fat and mince And did I even mention All the caresses ? » I felt my mouth water and tears Overflow me, I confess But following his steps I saw something unclear (...I had nothing to lose) « What is that, in your neck ? - That ? Nothing. Such a small thing. My necklace could have been The cause of what you have seen This naked skin on my throat, This little gap in my coat. - So they keep you fastened ? You can't run where you want to run ? - Not always but never mind. Follow me and unwind But I was already far With all my reborn reason Venerating again The deep dry greedy taste Of my sacred freedom.

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released October 9, 2020

Laura Perrudin – vocals, electric chromatic harp (processed and/or prepared), electronics, objects, prepared piano, percussion
Becca Stevens – vocals (1)
Philippe Katerine – vocals (4)
Krismenn – vocals (6)
Ian Chang – drums (6 & 11)
Clément Lemennicier – vocals & flugelhorn (8)
Emel Mathlouthi – vocals (9)
Morgane Houdemont – violin (10)
Mélissa Laveaux – vocals (11)
Dylan James – vocals (12)
Régis Bunel – baritone saxophone (12)
Etienne Cabaret – bass clarinet (12)
Jean-Mathias Petri – octobass flute (12)

All music and lyrics written, composed, arranged & produced by Laura Perrudin
Game Over lyrics written by Laura Perrudin & Krismenn

Recorded by Laura Perrudin & Jérémy Rouault mainly in Larmor Baden (Brittany), at Cactus-Blockhaus Studio (Paris) & at Full Size Panda (Rennes, Brittany)
Mixed by Jérémy Rouault at Full Size Panda (Rennes, Brittany)
Mastered by Sébastien Lohro at NDE Mastering
Artwork by Laura Perrudin

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