A Supposedly Fun Thing We'll Probably Do Again

by Absolut Red

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released April 15, 2013

Testi, musiche e produzione degli Absolut Red
Registrato a sasso marconi nel 2012 dagli Absolut Red
Mixato e masterizzato da Giovanni Poli e Luca Lovisetto presso Fuorionda studio
Fotografie di Valentina Fino, Giacomo Astorri e Giovanni De Franceschi

Distribuito in digitale da Unhip Records (It) / Morr Music (De)


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Track Name: Embryology
I'm sure you will be wonderful
small, round, warm and pregnant with me in you
our little secret
my sleepy feelings
i promise that I'll study
embriology
but it's hard, it really is
to think that I'll go out

am I supposed to be the child of your dreams?
should I know what it means to live and what means not to
so tell me in simple words what is the difference between
it's a crossroad and i feel sad

I don't want to disappoint you
mother I don't know what should i do
I think I'm dying
still before living
paradox
anxiety
but it's hard, it really is
to think that I'll go out

here I am to soft your soul to deny all your painful thoughts
Track Name: Occasion
Occasion you never come, and you never after being passed one time:
it’s hard to believe that we’ll never be young again.

Occasions is a Montale’s book, a collection of poems written between the 1925 and the late thirties.
Are you sure to love me enough?
Like the queen loves her tarts: she bakes many many cakes, but she’s always very very doubtful about her final result.
Poems are linked between them, as Hypertextual poetry, that’s a book I had decided to write but I never really begun to.
Please love and feed me and my soul, may it be for a moment or forever, I will never forget you I will never forget it.
And if you get on, we might get awesome.
If we get on, we might get awesome.
Track Name: A Love Story From Outer Space
She was tender, she was cute.
Not enough for young Juan: you know, unborn kids may think that love is uncool.

He was socially accepted but he never had a thought about everything that belongs to sentimentalism.
Sadly we know than sooner or later that april comes to end, then adolescence doesnt’t forgive and we are sad.

N: Juan my friend, how do you do?
J: I’m fine, I live in Iquitos me too, do you remember when we were young? When we played chess,and you always won.
N: You called me nina,and my father was still alive.
Y: Do you remember when he used to sang?
N: He was the first to make you understand that music and guitar would have become your life, but now please tell me: have you got a wife? No, seriously, are you still not engaged?
I’m a mum, instead, I’ve got two children and guess what: the first one is called Juan, Juan like you.

If I were honest I’d say that all nights, sunsets or sundays or other fake happiness
I only wanted that you smiled when I told you that funny joke
You were serious and watching me you told me I was just a dork.
Track Name: 90s' call
The most important thing that you’ll ever learn is how to read Doestoevskij’s names and remember
them. The next essential thing (that you’ll have to buy) it will decay in a month or two, then you will not
need it anymore. The clotted blood in girls’ears doesn’t turn me on anymore. I left a broken tandem in
a dusty street in Amsterdam.
The nineties’ call: the sunday’s visits at the shopping mall. The nineties’ call surprised me when the
only lights were you and the moon, on a red pedalo.
Today summer ends, let’s try to pretend that I’m not nostalgic of my childood and of the youth that’s
yet to come: certain people are so alone, empathy all over me.
The most important thing, that you’ll ever, ever learn is how to love and how to be loved.
The nineties’ call: the sundays’ visits at the shopping mall. The nineties’ call, that night I dreamt of
1997. The nineties’ call surprised me on a rainy afternoon: the nineties’ call surprised me when the
only lights were you and the moon, on a red pedalo.
Track Name: Sunday
Where did you go last night Eric, I could not say goodbye to you. You were laying naked and cold in
a coffin, near mine. And early tomorrow there will be no one when they will be burying us together,
hand in hand.
No one’ll ever pay a visit at your grave nor be crying of your death. Everybody hates us, my love. Did
you know that your father knew who you was? Did you remember that I killed you? Don’t worry I killed
myself too afterwards.
Are you still waiting newspapers’titles with our faces on, with our teeth that don’t exist no more.
Sunday has been our latest sunday, the last one we could live in, the last one were we lived.
Monday we killed almost twelve people, we really had a great fun: the best day of my life.
You only you, Eric I have made all that just for you and because I think I’m mad.
At the first killings my hands were so trembly and moist, were we making the right thing? Were we
making it right? I must admit my friend, i don’t think I was already prepared to kill and to die: then you
fired a bullet in Jane’s face (that nigger bitch that always smells bad) and then I suddenly felt better!
Happiness is warm gun, let’s kill our friends it’s time to lose and to pretend.
Sunday has been our latest sunday, the last one we could live in, the last one were we lived.
Monday we killed almost twelve people, we really had a great fun: the best day of my life.
You only you, Eric I have made all that just for you and because I think I’m…
Can you feel the good vibes from the guns don’t you orgasm when you shoot a girl?hear the secret
silence of the bombs, they are still exploding!
Sunday has been our latest sunday, the last one we could live in, the last one were we lived.
Monday we killed almost twelve people, we really had a great fun: the best day of my life.
You only you, Eric I have made all that just for you and because I think I’m mad.
Track Name: Life in Black and White
I will not judge momently
he told me in confidence
your offence won't waste my lunch
i feel like eating meat
my uncle was polish for instance
my mum from milky way
I used to call her friend
but oil and water do not blend
the life in black and white will be the first thing to remember
the life in black and white will be the last thing to forget
it reminds me of when we were young, we're still young but we grow old everyday
god bless you told me when I was young
she smiled at me and went away
it doesn't matter what you've done
next month is june and this is may
the same old story I was thinking loud
I'll grow up lonely and mum will say
whenever she'll come to me
this jail is making you so pale
the life in black and white will be the first thing to remember
the life in black and white will be the last thing to forget
it reminds me of when we were young we're still young but we grow old everyday
Track Name: Bathroom Whistling
Bergson used to say
We’re not in the same place in which we believe to be
Or where we were supposed to be
Enthusiasm, secret surprise
For a moment I believed to touch the sky
Livin’ forever happy
Then the end of the happiness caught on the wrong side of bed, already dreaming
I was already dreaming of, I will always be dreaming of you
Passed, now it’s passed
But I still can taste that wastement
And now I’m anxious, weak, depressed
I should drink a coke, maybe going to bed
But inside my head, also when I’m dreaming
I still recall of that
It’s time warp, time lacks under my feet
You told me when we were young
Hidden behind closed doors we sat, we kissed, we hug and softly
You whispered in my ear please lick my tongue
I was very scared from the way you moved
You felt very strange ‘cause you liked me, and me too
When we were young
It’s a strange love
The one between my boyfriend and me, it’s a feeling only for itself
Track Name: African Savannah
What does it mean to change the future? If today I begin I'll never end my work. Future never comes
how can I change it now? Many people think I'm addicted to wasting too time.
Minutes after minutes I grow old, it's time to change our lives, to take decisions and to say goodbye
to lies. I want to go to african savannah at least once before I die: (I don't want to die there).
When I was thirteen I used to think, I used to think that one day I would become as lord of the rings
(kobe I mean): what does it mean "got milk"?
What does it mean to change the future? If today I begin I'll never end my work.
African savannah calls me but i'm still sleeping; african savannah calls me but I always sleep.
What does it mean to change the future? If today I begin I'll never end my work.
Future never comes how can I change it now?
Many people think I will never reach african savannah.