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Artikel om #366: A life lived på

Vårt electro/industriband #366: A life lived tillägnades en artikel i måndags på det stora belgiska online-musikmagasinet Side-line. Så här skriver de bl a:

#366 A Life Lived might be a new band, the band members are far from newbies. They did hard industrial electro in the nineties as Slug and Headtrip Inc. with demo productions for the latter by Covenant’s Eskil Simonsson (“Pure past” 2-track single digitally released on Electric Fantastic Sound in October 2006) and S.P.O.C.K.’s Christer Hermodsson (“MRC Session” 2-track demo). Members shifted and the band broke apart after a gig in Germany in 2001. The ‘originals’ got together again in 2011 and formed ‘#366 A Life Lived’ with a more experimental electro.

Says the band: “We were young, drank lot on gigs and misbehaved. We don’t want that anymore. We want the core of music, preferably the electronic version.”‘

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I haven’t been so lonely
I haven’t been so cold
I haven’t been so angry
Since before I wasn’t told

I can’t mind
I can’t mind
I can’t mind no more

I haven’t been so dirty
I haven’t been so small
I haven’t been so fucked up
Since I threw open the door

I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind

I’m not sure that I saw you
On the other street that day
I really thought you did
But I won’t carry that whole weight

I have nothing
I have nothing
Nothing else

Before I even knew you
I was welcomed to the stage
To so many jacked up matters
And the way that I had felt

This is goodbye
This is goodbye
This is goodbye

The Wanderer

Song by U2 from album Zooropa

I went out walking
Through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul

I went out walking
Under an atomic sky
Where the ground won’t turn
And the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye

Yeah I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering

I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin
Where men can’t walk
Or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in

I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it

I went out riding
Down that old eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you

I went out there
In search of experience
To taste and to touch
And to feel as much
As a man can
Before he repents

I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father’s right hand

I went out walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one

Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus, I’ll be home soon
Yeah I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon

Yeah I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you