Dull Parade

by APPOLLONIA

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Nicolas RESSOT Appollonia peaufine son style avec de fortes influences ''progressives'' qui l'éloignent des débuts domm-core-sludge (?). On ne s'en plaindra pas car il s'agit là sans doute de leur meilleur album. Envoûtant et puissant ; à écouter comme un futur classique. Favorite track: Elizaberri.
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Recorded all over the place, at different homes in between August 2013 and April 2014.
Drums recorded by Fabien DEVAUX.
Guitars, bass and vocals recorded by Michaël MARTIN.
Mixed by Franck HUESO - Mix'Em All Studio, Poitiers, France.
Mastered by Julian SILVA - On Air Mastering, NYC, USA.

APPOLLONIA is:
- Vincent MÉRY (Guitars/Vocals)
- Olivier GRIVEL (Bass/Vocals)
- Michaël MARTIN (Drums/Vocals)

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released October 20, 2014

All songs and lyrics written by Vincent MÉRY except spoken words on "To Study Lips" written by R. L. Hamilton.

Electric lap-steel guitar on "On A Bed Of Sulfur" played by Thomas LABORDE.
Guest vocals on "Anelace" by Ita DUCLAIR from LE A (lalettrea.bandcamp.com).

Artwork by MIRABOLLE (www.mirabolle.com).

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Track Name: On A Bed Of Sulfur
I awoke to the grace of moving creatures in the night
Well « come on over » is what they said on a bed of sulfur

Yet in the meantime
I walk a straight line

Count me out I'm not ready for this
The saints and the sinners they hang out with liars
The fucking, the lying, the crying it feels
Like dying

I crawled out of the pointless hole I dug in my heart
And swore, come on over, we’ll be together forever and ever

Yet in the meantime
All hell is racing through my mind

So count me out
Will you fucking count me out?!?
Track Name: Strange Blooms
Honey you know the frame
It’s picture perfect, balanced well
And it comes and goes
With the quickness of foes

Showers of light
Through enemy lines
A paradox
Oh, the equinox

Honey we know the name
Flashes red, keeps us fed

But showers of love
They’re not enough
What a paradox

With fear and candeur
I’d eat you
With lips as razors
I’d bleed through
With wolves for hire
I’d pass through
With stones and daggers
I’d bleed you

Strange blooms in the heart of Man
Unsafe ordinary lands

In the last days of May
We’ll be looking for March
When April fooled her entourage
And June will be coming
Looking for Johnny
Where Julie died, laughing
Track Name: Lights Out / Knives Out
Lights out
Shine your weapons
This is the hour
We bring it on
Knives out
Murder the other
There is no word
Left to honor

In this dim-lit space there is no place for compassion
The bets are placed, there goes your champion
He swings from words and on and on
Lil' love, there comes your retribution

Outside these walls
We once were born
Outside these walls
I don't recall

Lights out / Knives out
Track Name: Ammunitions Please
Spare me with your eyes
I don't have the time
To fuck around, put on a frown
Be the spell in these battle cards

Scare me with your eyes
Take pride in these battle scars

Then turn around
Face the crowd
Swallow up
And bow down

See I'm just like you Marlon Brando
I like my women with guns and ammo
And I might, yes I might tear you apart if you ever doubt my name
Cause I remain a broken arrow
A little east of west Orlando
And I might, yes I might tear you apart if you ever call my game
See I'm just like you Marlon Brando
I like my women with guns and ammo

There is no end in sight
Get it out of your head
There won't be no peace
Till you’re down, in tears
Track Name: Everest
I crawled and walked a lonely road
It’s nothing close to what you’ve known
And all along this lonely road
The love we share is untold of

But I’ll never say a word
I just can’t…

Cut it
Bleed it
I’m with you
Through every hour

I understand your every move
Grace above craved for soon
A quiet place and peaceful home
Maybe it’s time we let you roam

Keep calm
Lie down

Lie down with me under starlit splendors
We’ll find a way
There are all things here to match our vision
A quiet confession drained of passion
We’ll put an end to all things sacred
We’ll burn the customs we were all raised on
And if the fear of what’s next shakes the nerves in your hands
Remember your name runs through my veins
Track Name: Elizaberri
Captain Father, here we are
Doused in gasoline
The mark has been made out
We’re thrown into a scene
And where do we gotta run?
The noise is distant still
Is this the top of the world
Or just a game we play down here?

Follow blind whales
They know home

And your arms left us there to find our way
When we buried little hearts ours grew gray
Write the stories on our graves…

I’ve been down here
For thirty years
I’ve learned one thing: we never learn

If the sign marks left
Turn right
If the earth moves fast
Push back

Will your arms take us there to find our way?
Will the stories on their graves make it okay?
Guess we’ll find out anyway…
Track Name: To Study Lips
I wrote a note on a pretty paper
It sang of every tear
With heart, we live
Still it doesn't matter
So I wrote it over and over
Till there was nothing left
I was out of words
Now I thank you for this

I've been disgusted and ashamed
I've been let down and afraid
I know how it feels to be
The one here inside of this

Over and over, the wheels they keep turning under the chariot on this path
It's a long road gone back

We’re on our way back to this
With violence on every lips
We’re on our way back to this

These things buried up inside
Come out - no you’re ugly now
These lines here among the swine
Don’t match the heart you used to have

Close your eyes count on your lucky star

« Dear treasure,
Do not ever let them X mark you.
For you are so much more than here & valued.
More than a galleons womb emptied in a coral cradle
& Pulmonary atlas’ aside,
More than can ever be mapped
By any rapscallion
Begrudgingly seeking an honest word or an
End to roads.
No matter what blue they might pull from the Crayola
It will never be your eyes
Or sky
Party shaded or otherwise
Or capture you laughing
A way I’d care to remember.
& So
Another year begets
My fondness
For the days when Men wrote letters
And but once,
A softness parted
To study lips
With a promised pair. »

Are we on our way back home?
No
We’re on our way back to this
Count on your lucky star
Track Name: Anelace
Well this is everything we have
It’s painted blue, it’s painted black
There could be purple, there could be light
It’s this dull parade that keeps us apart

I’m sorry for what I’ve done, for what I didn’t do
Not sorry about anything, it’s all because of you

Well this is everything we hide
Slaying pink unicorns in the night
And I’m not sure if I should tell you this
But there’s more to come at the precipice

Hey Sally, you know me, I’m not really here
And the things you feel, they’re just not for me
Hey Sally, you saw me, I’m not really here
And the things I feel don’t belong in me
Track Name: Welsh Rarebit
Kitty awoke
Then she died
It’s funny how your life goes by
We meet again in photographs
Dance alone in the night
When we were kids you’d bury me
Under curses of leprosy
Now I feel like you would to
Drinking gallons out in the blue

And I know - On airwaves I roam
At the gallows - On airwaves at home
Blood is the traitor - On airwaves I roam
That runs through our veins - On airwaves at home

Put the needle to the record
And let it spell my name
I’ve been around for years
Looking in vain
The more I get to know you
The less I understand
Your games
Playing myself again

So Lord, please, let me go

Clear the airwaves
We don’t have much time
Till they take me back
To the place I died