Several Others
by Whispering Sons
Ricardo Gomez
Ricardo Gomez
Massive new album, different than Image in a good way. Favorite track : Flood.
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I love this album so much. You touch my soul so deeply. I can't stop listening your music. It's just perfect.
Favorite track: (I Leave You) Wounded.
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miriamblaylock
Get tickets to one of their concerts, they are incredible live! Thanks for the Berlin concert!
Favorite track: Dead End.
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1. |
Dead End
03:55
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eyes casting forth glances of disdain
don’t they see I’m a saint
I should be praised
while I parade past my own remains
I strive for perfection
they should hang on every word I speak
lick the dirt off my lips
and kiss my cheeks
cheer on the evolution that I seek
I am ripe for perfection
but I gradually cut out all the pieces I don’t like
I enslaved myself to a maniacal mind
now I’m a bitter better person
a superficial version
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Heat
03:38
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amid a transfixed crowd, their mouths agape,
gathered around a centerpiece
amid pillars and statues so majestic,
I move with their mechanical dancing.
beaming like the highest art
she strikes divine, yet taunts me with her smile,
I’m mystified as we lock eyes
hold me down
swelling smoke streams around her feet
her veins glowing bright with heat;
she reveals fissures in her magnificence
while I still dwell on diligence
I see the masses disperse at the sight of it
their shutters hide the sight of it
and I am stunned by the sight of it
I stand still
close to my world’s end
she rose and brought hell
under my skin
she was sleeping so soundly
sleeping so soundly
hold me down
she has a face no stranger than mine
flaring up under the red stained sky;
in the glorious ruins of her appearance
I recognize myself disappearing;
I weep for the wreckage around me,
her betrayal confounds me. a spectacle
that haunts me every time we lock eyes
close to my world’s end
she rose and brought hell
under my skin
she was sleeping so soundly
sleeping so soundly
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(I Leave You) Wounded
04:04
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I leave you wounded
as the blue night washes over your skin
your pale face marked with a grim
but satisfied grin
I leave you wounded
and trace the lines on your naked spine
it’s facing me, then fades into
the red of your sheets
I leave you wounded
outside resounds a maddening song
I’m balancing on the edge of the bed
and of a nightmare
I leave you wounded
collapsed in red
while I slowly caress all that’s left
I leave you wounded
I leave you writhing and squirming
your soft lips still bleeding with fervour
I leave you wounded
collapsed in red
with your bare limbs scattered around the bed
I leave you wounded
I leave you writhing and squirming
like vermin on the verge of extinction
there is blood everywhere I look
I leave you wounded
collapsed in red
with your bare limbs scattered around the bed
I leave you wounded
I leave you writhing and squirming
like vermin on the verge of extinction
there is blood everywhere I look
I wash my hands in innocence
I wash my hands in diligence
I walk out clean
get back to work
I do not stir
get back to work
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Vision
04:09
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a ghost in woman’s clothes
painted the scenery with her hopes
placed stone upon stone
to raise her self-constructed throne
now she shimmers down the hall
through decades of muffled talk
people look up and applaud
the mad words of their brand-new god
a look so lost
a face so dead
she suddenly turned shapeless
can’t be found in the present
she crashes into senses
still cloaked in her absence
feels the burden of ascending
to a non-existent end
a look so lost
a face so dead
she suddenly turned shapeless
can’t be found in the present
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Screens
04:08
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she’s doing her most famous impression
passionately projecting all her feigned obsessions
some fresh flesh
unstained
on your stage
her head on your wall, her face on your screen
it’s obscene to assume that she wants to be seen
a harsh flash
she’s chained
to your gaze
she’s doing her most famous impression
passionately projecting all her feigned obsessions
some fresh flesh
unstained
on your stage
but lost in chagrin, her play turns tragic
a manic eruption, a grotesque panic
her limbs twitch
deranged
a new state
she’s no longer a woman
she’s no longer a woman
she’s no longer a person to talk to
to look for and care for, a woman
to look for and talk to
she’s no longer a woman
she’s no longer a woman
she’s merely a body to look at
a monstrous body to look at
a vile body pouring from all sides
blood-drenched and sweat soaked and teary-eyed
her flesh cries but don’t avert your eyes
are those tears supposed to resemble emotions?
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Flood
04:04
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I carve silence in my forearm
there’s no silence in my head
encircling me with incoherent scraps of talk
I carve silence in my forearm
murmurous flood of words
murderous streams of thought
murmurous flood of words
that muddle focus, make me stutter and mutter
murderous streams of thought
under my breath, break my skull, I need some rest
please break my skull
I need some rest
I carve silence in my forearm
there’s no silence in my head
murmurous flood of words
murderous streams of thought
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Surface
03:20
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I’ve heard they seldom surface
if they’re buried deep enough
but you keep fingering under my skin
trying to dig them up
my eyes are opened wide
yet you appear a dream
solitary minds think alike
facing reality
you want that sweet embrace
to slit me out of my shape
to absorb me and unveil
the raw canvas that you crave
so close now
so closed off
all stiffened up
I’ve heard they seldom surface
when they’re flung far into the flood
but you dive right in, unwavering,
dissolve in my blood
and in that sweet embrace
I slide out of my shape
you absorb me and unveil
the raw canvas that you crave
so close now
suck me in
before I sink back into shape
so close now
so closed off
all stiffened up
you never made them surface
because I'm buried deep enough
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Aftermath
04:07
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the city in a red haze
a brutal masterpiece
the sun in which I bathe
feigning harmony
I awoke from sleep with no memories
I arose to the summit of my being
the horizon brightened
by a glowing crowd
over their land hangs silence
like a smouldering shroud
I awoke from sleep with no memories
I arose to the summit of my being
I awoke with no memories
asleep for so many years it seems
I feel more golden, more grand, than I’ve ever felt before
standing here at the edge of my world, I see it simmering at my feet
it's such an unfamiliar scene gaping in front of me
it's such an unfamiliar scene gazing right back at me
there's never been an inch in which I was myself
there's never been a level of self-confidence
always be someone else instead of yourself
so I have been several others
and I feel more golden, more grand, than I’ve ever felt before
my arms stretched out in an attempt grasp this fleeting moment
I've bent over backwards to get where I always wanted to be
I've bent over backwards and lost track of where I'd been
there's never been an inch in which I was myself
there's never been a level of self-confidence
always be someone else instead of yourself
so I have been several others
there's never been an inch in which I was myself
there's never been a level of self-confidence
always be someone else instead of yourself
so I have been several others
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9. |
Satantango
03:58
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see them circling their shadows
see them trembling in terror
see them kindling their fires
see them stirring to silence
see them blackening their soils
see them burning in turmoil
see them fleeing to silence
see them fleeing to silence
she’s that satan tangoing through our streets
thrust your way through the crowd
throw yourself at her feet
but don’t you dare to speak
‘cause you’ll get ripped to pieces
don’t you dare to speak
you’d better flee this demon
in this blazing light
she laughs her teeth bare and bites
she takes delight
in filling this dead air with fright
as they wade through the flames
she cries
look at me
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10. |
Surgery
02:34
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so here I am now, stretched out on the table
I feel like I'm overdressed for the occasion
some soothing words as preparation
“are you alright because you seem a bit shaken”
four pairs of hands flying around with some tools
“you’re so pale you nearly merge with the room
you will feel a sting, so take a deep breath”
oh please just bring that needle to my head and
while you’re at it, can you cut me some jagged edges
as you can see, this body ain’t all that precious
already battered, a mere vessel
now hurry up or it will burst under pressure
and be so kind as to open me up wide
tear out the filth that’s piled up inside
I feel sick, take a deep breath
before they bring the scalpel to my head and
slowly slice
cut it out
seal me off
a hissing sound
stitch me up
tightly now
something in here smells horribly burned
the floor is littered with liquids and dirt
the headrest stained, a deep red shade,
I wipe off the blood that’s trickling down my face
I will be blessed with a beautiful scar
at least now, I finally look the part
I feel an itch, take a deep breath
as I slowly bring my hands up to my head and
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about
'Several Others' marks Whispering Sons’ first full-length since their 2018 debut 'Image'. Having retreated to the Ardennes during the summer, the band took the strongest parts of their old work and refined them even further. Where ‘Image’ was theatrical and widescreen, this time around they focused more on their greatest strength – sheer, unpretentious intensity.
'Several Others' will be released June 18th on [PIAS].
'Several Others' will be released June 18th on [PIAS].
credits
released June 18, 2021
Music and words by Whispering Sons
Recorded at Gam Studio, August 2020
Produced by Dijf Sanders
Engineered and co-produced by Bert Vliegen
Mixed by Claudius Mittendorfer
Mastered by Laurens Grossen
Photography by Sybren Vanoverberghe
Design by Jurgen Maelfeyt and Anne de Boeck
Music and words by Whispering Sons
Recorded at Gam Studio, August 2020
Produced by Dijf Sanders
Engineered and co-produced by Bert Vliegen
Mixed by Claudius Mittendorfer
Mastered by Laurens Grossen
Photography by Sybren Vanoverberghe
Design by Jurgen Maelfeyt and Anne de Boeck
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Jun 24Antwerp, Belgium
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Jul 06Lublin, Poland
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Jul 07Berlin, Germany
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Jul 14Ghent, Belgium
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Jul 21Olmen, Belgium
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Jul 22Stuttgart, Germany
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Jul 29Cologne, Germany
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Aug 04Ronquières, Belgium
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Aug 04Bruges, Belgium
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Nov 02Reykjavík, Iceland
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