textes et créations de / texts and artworks by Sébastien Pellé
The Last Ticket To Drop Read in the dive of a new contestThis party game is almost doneBut you still have to play the restUntil unforgotten the yellow mood is gone Unfortunate is the kind of looserThat drops in the well of a sleeping chanceThe scratch ticket he bought Nobody knows what kind of mistake you... Lire la Suite →
She’s Not Living Down There She’s not living down thereShe has a heart like a treeIt pumps up her blood through meShe blows the sky in thin air No she’s not living down thereI wanna tell about herThe crazy story she told meHow she was burned into flames In a barn full of dairy anger Under the... Lire la Suite →
Everything and Nothing.
GOD IS DEAD. NIETZSCHE. HENDRIX. LYNCH.
Je ne savais pas que ça arriverait en 2025. Je ne savais pas que ça arriverait. Tout ce que je pourrais dire passera pour une manière de faire de moi une belle âme. Et pourtant, je ne peux pas ne rien dire. Je pensais hier, et les jours avant : le chef d’œuvre, c'est quand... Lire la Suite →
New Born Again I feel relieved because in all nowI don’t wanna get olderAnything that could happen to me nowHas to be registeredAs a point of no gesture I don’t feel cynicalI don’t feel I have to blame the whole worldI just feel like I am doneAnd it’s not from sadness or the whirlOf dementiaAs... Lire la Suite →
Next Song: Free Wheel (part 2) Still awaiting the release of "Free Wheel" soon and in the same spirit of enlightening some of the tracks produced at Studio d’Azy, let's take a look back this week to the most exquisite Dracula City, dedicated to Richard Ashcroft and the most stunning Joanni Bancroft. Released on January... Lire la Suite →
Next Song: Free Wheel Awaiting the release of "Free Wheel" soon. In the meantime, let’s take a look back at some of the tracks produced at Studio d’Azy. This week, we're spotlighting "Another Planet," which was released on August 30th, 2021. Enjoy! Illustration by Joanni Bancroft https://soundcloud.com/alban-jacques-bouquette/another-planet?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing Another Planet I want to live on another... Lire la Suite →
Pour se séparer des choses qui nous affectent, pour les laisser derrière soi, ou tout du moins avoir une chance de les rendre moins douloureuses et désarmantes, il faut bien les emballer, les mettre en forme le mieux possible, les ordonner, voire les classer et, ensuite, bien les emballer. Voici donc les textes écrits cet... Lire la Suite →
End of Summer End of summer breaks their heartThey fall down like the drunken birdsThey used to be in their childhood All the lonely weekendsAll the Sunday bluesIt starts without a startingIt starts without a clue The carpet endless they play their dutyWithout a whisper in the roomThe closets were full of treasuresDespite the evening... Lire la Suite →
Love Is the Last Branch of Shame I live this peculiar lifeAnd it’s not about being singularI feel like I’m standing in front a wall you can see throughBirds are singing it’s raining or cold or even the sun is shiningNo matter whatI know some deep holesWe are not supposed to take in accountBut I... Lire la Suite →
All my love. For ever. Thanks. Somehow, I will say goodbye with you when you think it's time. I am no artist to say so that would be important in anyway. I am not a fan in the common sense either. I am inspired. And that's why I am saying in advance I will draw... Lire la Suite →
Taylor Swift showing in my town tonight: Rolling Stones, Floyd, (Beatles,) The Cure.
Extrait : Les esprits qui ont fait sauter les verrous ont besoin des esprits conformistes. C’est grâce à ceux qui acceptent d’être des esclaves que les esprits libres peuvent perdurer. Ils n’acceptent pas, ils sont d’accord ou alors ils ne savent pas. Je crois que ce n’est pas la question. Aucun mépris. Le mépris est... Lire la Suite →
Political Impromptu In those countries where you will make more money cause you won’t pay any taxesI feel I’m trapped like a wasp in the net of a spider that don’t care about tomorrow dawn Where are the peopleDoes anyone truly take in account what they voted forWere they askedAnd if they were what was... Lire la Suite →
The Big Jump Yeah the big jump I mean the one engaging your life From the tiniest thrill coming from childhood To the biggest effort and the great endeavour You made when times were come to make your mind as one This big super jump like a fall from some angel you thought you were... Lire la Suite →
Teaser : Free Wheel, feat. Joanni Bancroft This rough demo by way of a teaser. With the lovely voice of Joanni Bancroft, sweet enough to mix my Dracula with the Smiths! She strikes again and we thank her warmly 🙂 Peace and Music
The Ancient Song I carried my love in the loft of the dayIn the light I was struggling and you asked me to stayI can moan like an ancient song but it’s always too lateThe clouds are coming and you ask me to stay Please let the light be my shelterCould you please ask the... Lire la Suite →
Quoi qu’il arrive, j’aurai entendu avec mes oreilles de chair le riff et le chant de Gimme Shelter. C’est comme tomber amoureux, cela n’arrive pas forcément dans une vie. Et qu’est-ce que j’aime le futur antérieur, mon temps préféré. En plus, j’ai la chance de connaître le Français. Peace and Music. 🎸❤️🎸
How To Get Linked Forever Skip the drill child It’s just a bubble in your mind It’s popping up like a wind that twirls and a sun that shines Back from the shadows it’s bringing out an old song you still have to make sound It’s up to you now present is no myth It’s... Lire la Suite →
Keith I love you I can’t live withoutThese songs you madeYou give a shape to my soulIf I try to escapeI will be all aloneSo please don’t leave meOh please never wave goodbyeUntill the start of dawn I love you Keith I love you manIf you were not born I’d be almost aloneOn this landI... Lire la Suite →
FREE WHEEL I bet you knowA better place to goIn the sky So many waysDown belowI would give upFor this ride I would erase the trackAnd let nothingIn my back Cause we all wanna play free wheelYou don’t teach a bird how to fly And as for what I knowAll that I missed is just... Lire la Suite →
FW : paroles et musique en gestation 😉 See you around before Christmas. Music, Love and Peace. ❤️🎸
HUMAN RESSOURCES Feeling bad like I did some shameful thingFeeling good like it took me by the hoodI will go crazy darlingI will get it by my ownThe sun is secretly speakingFrom my ancestors through my bones I have witnessed so many wrong dealsWhen I’m looking down the streetAnd when I’m tempted by the skyThey’re... Lire la Suite →
5eme écoute au moins de Hackney Diamonds : mais c’est un album punk folk, en fait !… et même funk. Mais pas comme d’hab, c’est pas une histoire de la zique, c’est la zique à bras le corps, le taureau par les cornes. Remember they are 80 something . Et même : c’est la zique... Lire la Suite →
And rock and roll and rock and roll and some friend and roll and rock and love and roll and some love and die and roll and roll and roll and paradise and no more gone and love and no more love but rock and roll and roll and roll
La note juste est visée par le corps et l’esprit en même temps, d’où la musique.
Walked Away I walked away from thereI walked away from pastI walked away from the present timeI walked away from youI walked away from thatI walked away from what dispatchesThe feelingI really never wanna getAnywhere Look at the signs through the doorLook at the emptiness that shinesIn the secrets of your mindI have distanced the... Lire la Suite →
My true beloved and most inspiring if I may man on the earth. Keith. I love you. And you don’t need it. Keith, please do not ever leave. You are the only one : « he is on stage and he doesn’t give a shit ». Peace, love, thanks, for ever, even when I am... Lire la Suite →
In the Stones interview for the announcement of the new Album, Keith really doesn’t push it, he doesn’t laugh for example when it’s not really funny. I don’t know, I think the man is the closest to truth or being sincere, if it does exist. Mick is Mick, he plays Mick so it’s sincere too... Lire la Suite →
LA MENTION VAUT L'USAGE / The lady doth protest too much, methinks. — O, but she’ll keep her word. (Hamlet) 