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It WIll Be Dark When We Get There

by Vadim Vernay

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kramer17 Such an underrated artist. I love albums where artists are challenging themselves. It will be dark is definitely one of them. Favorite track: A morning in white gray.
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1.
Dog days 02:09
2.
Such a precious thing you gave to me I can feel life running under my skin. That warmth into my veins, a kind of darkness within. You are my heaven where I wanna be and how great, how great ! it makes me feel Bring me the chaos please Bring me the chaos now. - You can't stop a rising tide and all its overflows, we failed all the times and that's how we drown. Such a thin line 'tween heaven's lights and the deep end where we fall, that the bad dream we've had suddenly turns to real. You are my evil a madness in me, but how can we mess all the beauties I can see the chaos I can see the chaos now - Corpuscles of my blood, mad drivers in my veins, to bring me air, alcohol, heroin, raw blood. Is my head still here or put away in the fridge ? Have I killed you ? Ever met you ? My corpse says no but I can't trust him anymore. Where do I put these keys ? Where is my money ? Am I still here ? Still alive ? Still driving ? Still fucking ? Still decomposing ? Am I hungry ? Am I late ? I am exhausted now. Full of a deep anger, made of fury. But I wish I could have a rest. I wish I would have no blood in my mouth, no hurts in my words, no death in my sex, no rent to pay for this fucking life. My shirt and my soul for a burger. A horse ! A horse ! But I'd like to keep the kingdom. Let dance the black thoughts ! That unleash all the elements ! That my rage fly into you ! That my love fly to you ! Does my anxiety save you ? I wanna be with you. I wish there's a rainbow to go through but it's just shit and I don't need you. Strange I'm so cold in your arms, so burning inside. So sick and I'm crawling, so dead and I'm laying, so alive and I'm crying. But where is my car ? I've lost my way, lost myself. Left the keys. Left in the stairs the way to you. No matter, I've got a map for my kitchen. Knife and fork to cut and eat my thoughts of you. No matter, I've left my memories in the trunk of my car. Wake up ! You were sleeping. Have I hurt you honey ? Have I killed you ? My trash is full. How can I bring out my dead ? Unscrew my head ? Your hate fits me well. Your hate for my lunch. Ok, let's go work, but underground. Your lipstick traces on my shirt won't come off. Blood or ketchup ? Don't remember. But I've already seen this movie. A sad and scary one, like us. Have you enjoyed it ? 'Cause you've missed me. I'm still alive. Am I still alive ? - I wear a new skin for this sweet brand new life and I clear up the sky of all this clouded past. But a taste remains, something's swelling out, a confused delight, and I know that somewhere I should be still alive. You are my peace and all its emptiness, but to be fair, I feel like I will need more than this. Bring me the chaos please Bring me the chaos now
3.
What's done is forever it don't make us closer. The worst has been said and more than you, it still remains. I look back, I look out, ‘cos all, in pieces, left behind. Hello my love so far I let you go with all my love the ghosts and my soul. Too long distance call from that damned ghost in his hole. Are you still here my doe ? Show me where and I'll go. I looked hard, I looked far, I’d looked everywhere you've passed by. Hello my love so hurt I made you go so far my love so far I cannot follow Hello my love so hurt I made you go so far my love so far I cannot follow
4.
Knock on your door, knock on my door. Meeting at the front door, left by the backdoor. Steps on the ground, lay down in the ground. Step by step is fine, you were so hard to find. - Bodies that hurt, bodies at rest. Do bodies have brains ? Do our bodies make sense ? Future is in your hands, promises in my hands. I know you’re not here, but I wanna hold your hands. - Freaky by day, freaky by night. See from now, it's a freaky freaky life. Freaky by day, freaky by night. See from now, it's a freaky freaky life. Freaky by day, freaky by night. See from now, it's a freaky freaky life.
5.
Our disease 03:08
Bring me my mama home and stop occupation now ! We are no commodity to bail out love. The soldier’s homesick, and the trader’s airsick, and I'm groundsick. I’m sick of occupation now. Bring my mama home and free Gaza now ! You can disperse the crowd and spread dissensus around, on my old dodgy... bring among us dissensus and tell the kids "Your crime is your time." But stop occupation now… Stop occupation now ! Bring my mama home and free Gaza now ! Dissensus in subject Consensus in object Dissensus in subject Consensus in object Dissensus in subject Consensus in object Dissensus in subject Consensus in object I'm a conquistador I'm a consumidor I'm a confabulator Here we are a crowd Here we are a crowd Here we are a crowd I give you my rage ! It's our disease, guerilla, dear ! Oh, dear ! Me dear. No ? Yes dear ! It's our disease, guerilla, dear ! Oh, dear ! Me dear. No ? Yes dear !
6.
This poison was a success, to throw me in the coma in a wink and absolutely painless. Sex is a success, I'm getting better and better, nevertheless… Patrick Bateman is a success, shirt's always white, perfect executive, doing great business ! I'm dying, it's a success. I'm not nervous, 'got my american master life and no stress. This world is a success, we're gonna be rich and saved, and our oil is blessed. The future is a success, for sure, the house, the dog, the wife, but for now, present's a mess. This treatment is a success The bombing was a success Death penalty, a success The end of war is a success Urging me : success Losing you : success Let go the wheel, a success TV show, success The shooting, a success This battle, a success Our couple, a success Invade homes : success Make our fathers proud : success Save our souls : ... And now let succeed by all means And now let succeed by all means And now let succeed by all means
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By this dark moonless night cannot see what's in my back and the wind's blowing hard can only hear the sound of my heart But in my spine I can feel an icy piercing fear I know, somebody's in that fog but no one responds my call Then a knife came in my heart a last breathe escaped from my mouth Now I can see myself in the grass a shape upon me his hands the purple stream a bad contingency a murder blooming in the land of beauty
8.
Darkhorse 03:36
A darkhorse is running in her mind, the wall is thick, her world is down. She's nickeled and dimed to death, 'cos she left her milk and honey there… To fight for your chemicals But they stole her skin and wine while flipping her last coin. Her and her perfect body gave voice to the sound of the river. Never reached the good funeral. Never reached a revolution. But it takes a second to run a darkhorse in the night, and a whole life to remember how dark it was. She saw a rip in its eyes, took the graveyard shift to feed her kids off the cliff Razor in one hand, in the other, horizons of broken milk and rain Razors and milk in both hands… Should she feed the kids off the cliff or run that darkhorse again ? Should she feed the kids off the cliff or run that darkhorse again ?
9.
She let the snow fall, just in the right place, and let radio on, innocence down the stairs. Stay away from that nightmare ! Stay away from that nightmare ! Stay away… A song for your dreams A song for you to sleep - She'd closed her bedroom door to keep the cold outside, put on her most beautiful shine ‘cos tomorrow's got no sun. Haven't you found the switch ? Haven't you found the light ? You can close your eyes the sleepless nights do stand aside You can now close your eyes the sleepless nights do stand aside
10.
Wolfriver 03:37
When you see the river flows, troubles go down to the hole. The road's ending soon… There was so much space before, from the hill to the moon. But the game is crooked bro, more than we could… … didn't know we were in a hole, we didn't know we were deep in a hole… - The river promised to nurse me back to the world, if I couldn't breathe anymore. River promised to nurse me back to the world… Come offshore, are you happy yet ? Come offshore are you happy yet ? - The river used to rove on your back, as from a nightmare, don't you remember ? But the river's mad, the river's gone. But the river's mad, and the river's gone. … didn't know we were in a hole, we didn't know we were deep in a hole… … didn't know we were in a hole, we didn't know we were deep in a hole…
11.
Fadeaway 02:53
My love fades away as birds come and fly away My love fades away as it all does anyway - My world had blown away as I heard your cry one day My world had turned to gray as birds lost our way
12.
If you just go around and have a look, you could see… It's a kind of wild dream out there, with borrowed life for half-time breath and sorrow at almost all floors, buildings to fall off and unyielding stones, kids licking the walls and one-days butterflies. Sometimes, even the sun's hiding, even the birds are drowning in a huge deep black sea, even the lakes are setting aflame… Yes, it's wild out there. So many things could testify, from the broken windows to the dead elms. Bad times for the dreams, you know, bad times... - And if you just go, I'm not so sure… I'm no more sure at all that all the white hopes, that all the still enlightened fires, all the best wishes will not be frozen in a glimpse. There's not so many shelters in the neighborhood, and when it's not the sun, it's the cold, and when it's not a fight, it's a fall. Shoulders aren't much more, to peacefully fall asleep upon them, to finally give ourselves away, and share some strength. So… you can go… You can... - Otherwise, you can come closer, in within sight, in within reach of my whispers, at least, enough to be grazed, maybe to be touched, as long as we stand together to watch the fires shutting down, feel the rumbling murmur of the daylight, release from our hands all the strings we've ever held and all the dead weights. Maybe, sometimes, the storm will blow here too, maybe the lightning will strike. I cannot promise. Neither you, too. But I believe and I trust. Not every second, not every minute, ‘cos I can't, but I try, be sure. So, perhaps you can come… we will trample down the ground, we will breathe the same air, we will hold the years, we will stop to end in fire and escape that dream.
13.
I remember a day sheltered in my mind it was just you and I for the very first time Around there’s the world around there’s the night inside, a grace inside, two gifted hearts With the night on our side with time far behind we shared a candle light and we flew away so far out of the wheel hidden in the space but forgotten morning which was coming to us in… white gray … in white gray Coming to us in white gray A morning in white gray

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Quatre années ! C’est ce qu’aura nécessité cet album. Le 3e album est une étape en soit, mais comment pouvait-on s’attendre à cela après Myosotis ? Cette fois-ci Vadim Vernay abandonne le sample et s’entoure de plus d’une dizaine de musiciens en studio. Cette fois-ci l’electro abstract et instrumentale qui était sa marque de fabrique, cède la place à des textes ciselés et à une voix qu’on ne pouvait soupçonner.
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Four whole years! That's how long this album took. The third album is always an important step but who would've expected this change in direction after Myosotis? This time around, Vadim Vernay gives up the samples and surrounds himself with more than a dozen musicians in studio. His familiar abstract instrumental electro-idiosyncracy gives ways to lyrics that are razor-sharp and a voice that one cannot try to imagine.

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released April 27, 2015

All tracks composed, arranged and produced by Vadim Vernay.

Lyrics by Vadim Vernay, except See From Now, lyrics by Audrey Bastard and Vadim Vernay, Our Disease, Darkhorse and Wolfriver by Aurélie Noël and Vadim Vernay.

Vadim Vernay ~ Programming, Vocals
Vincent Ciciliato ~ Electric guitar, Steel guitar, Folk and Classical guitar, Banjo
Jocelyn Soler ~ Drums
Séverin Jeanniard ~ Electric bass, Hofner bass, Double-bass
Romain Caron ~ Electric bass, Electric guitar
Domice Dugrès ~ Alto saxophone
Marc Buvry ~ Alto and Baritone saxophone
Benoît Fabry ~ Trumpet
Charles-Henry Trousselle ~ Trombone
Jeanne-Antide Duquennoy ~ Violin
Léandre Vaucher ~ Cello
Camille Poncelet ~ Clarinet

Recorded by Maxence Collart at Le Sous-Marin (Amiens). Additional recording by Vadim Vernay. Mixed by Maxence Collart and Vadim Vernay at Le Sous Marin (Amiens). Mastered by Shawn Joseph and Vadim Vernay at Optimum Mastering (Bristol).

Black & white photographs by Thomas Cardin. Polaroids by Vadim Vernay. Design & typography by Audrey Bastard.

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Vadim Vernay Amiens, France

Vadim Vernay is one of those musicians that relentlessly renews himself. During fifteen years of productions, he has been successively drummer, producer, composer, performer, singer, author. Congratulated for his electro, today it's with elegance and an amazing assurance that he explores songwriting and puts his words and his voice. His signature : dare not to reappear where you’re expected ! ... more

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