A private sea

by Commonplaces

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commonplaces somos:

Fran Fitz: guitarra y voz
Jaime Fernández: guitarra, coros y producción
Fleko: bajo y coros
Adri Rodríguez: batería y coros
Koe Casas: guitarra, sintes y voz

Desi Tey: voces en pond puod
Cucho Segura: gritos en Soft vehicles for wild trips
Calde Ramírez (musickomite.blogspot.com): remezcla de pond puod (Komite review)

Grabado por Jaime Fernández en nuestro local de ensayo (y un poco en el de al lado). Excepto pond puod (Komite Review), mezclado por Calde Ramírez, todo mezclado y masterizado por Jaime Fernández.

Acuarelas de Zaida Peña.
Fotos de Antonio Tilyudai (tilyudai.com)
Diseño de Jaime Fernández.

Editado por Noise Spectrum.

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released 11 July 2011
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tags: 5/4 7/8 experimental alt alternative cadiz emotive long post post rock rock spacey Cádiz

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Track Name: About laying in beds with fully coloured eyes
We leave our hope
in our hair
We fly upon
Rhythm and sense
Your face is bottled up
Somewhere

As we know by now
Air is waving our necks
So slowly in circles
Push it all along
Scream and drop any tear
In no one's floor

(Hey, don't turn on the light, though we said OK)

My eyes are cold
Down, eyelids
They can't see through
Your innocence
Blue dress I'm holding up
Again
Your face is bottled up
Away

As we know by now
Air is waving our necks
So slowly in circles
Push it all along
Scream and drop any tear
In no one's floor

(Hey, don't turn on the light, though we said OK)

Now whales can wait
A gust of wind
The peaceful time
we all silently keep

Laying
(fully coloured eyes)
Laying in beds with
(fully coloured eyes)
Laying in beds with
Full colour
Laying in beds with
Fully coloured eyes

Laying in beds with
Fully coloured eyes
Track Name: A private relationship with a public enemy
The squalor in which we inhabit
is worthy of
the greatest spartan
This is a private
relationship
He is a public
enemy

We are instrinsically opposed to him
But you are not
Extrinsic to his life

Coaction
Never made you shine
Always walk with your eyes
open, too
You must be consequent
with your concerns
To be playing consort
is not for you
Not for you

We are instrinsically opposed to him
But you are not
Extrinsic to his life

They are unbeareable
Hidden calls
But comfortable

Hey! You can stop! You can live!
You can live if you can stop!

You can leave him!

Hey! You can live! You can stop!
You can live if you can stop!

You can stop! You can live!
You can live if you can stop!
Track Name: Soft vehicles for wild trips
Invisible as breaths you take
Is that a real handshake? Is that the normal way?
Too thin to hold the weight outside
Too far, enough for us
to take a straight long walk

You shut
But I can hear it
You scream
But I can feel it

So critical, ceiling's going red
The vengeance has no name
Or any kind of shape
Replacing everything
but absurd, ego grows
Involving some parts of me with you


As we walk through all of you
As we leave our signature
Don't ignore performance and the role


The fingers pointing everywhere
To every single corner you even never smell
So kind of keep out your way instead
Don't want to be a part
Don't want to stand by that

You shut
And I can hear it
You scream
I can feel it

So critical, ceiling's goin' red
The vengeance has no name
Or any kind of shape
Replacing everything
but absurd, ego grows
Involving some parts of me with you

You shut
And I can hear it
You scream
I can feel it