textes et créations de / texts and artworks by Sébastien Pellé
Œdipus Clogging with my memories The street that reminds me of a movieI forgot the title and they might be several As far as I remember As deep as I digI cannot remind a single true original but I hear a voice coming down from the hill Or is it further the sea bringing back the stories Theories of... Lire la Suite →
I’m the Devil I’m the DevilI’m the Devil in chargeI wouldn’t bet on me if I were a gamerI would make it aroundPretending nothing happened And I wouldn’t talk to this guyLife is disharmony I have no friend and I feel I don’t need anyoneI’m a betrayerI smell like sulphur when I’m talking of loveWhat... Lire la Suite →
Undercover I’m from the undercover side of life All I mean is reversible All I mean is dark and light I’m from the hidden side of the park I wanna walk in the fire I can feel from here the appeal of the fall All my life is a play some people have mistaken for... Lire la Suite →
A Little Swing Sometimes it swings So discrete But from the head to my feet I can feel it growing Sometimes it swings Like the leaves in the wind You feel you have no encounter To ever wait for And you feel free Sometimes it swings With the true beating Of harmony A single pulsation... Lire la Suite →
Notification I have been notified I should right now go to the center and get my test Is it a kind of invitation We have to get used to Evil is just so familiar Sometimes you mistake him with your best friend or love I know it’s late to tell such things And I know... Lire la Suite →
Reminders Looking all around for a place I don’t know I met a bunch of traders and I met a widow Life is a parody sometimes And if you look closer yeah you will see the frame This place is mine I’m looking all around Those riddles on my face This place is mine I’m... Lire la Suite →
Invitation To Travel I wanna make some spaceAnd I would like to create just a bit of timeI wanna swim an endless bathI wanna laugh and cry with a single mouth I would like to usurp some privilege of GodI wanna add a footnote to the Holy BookSo we could just embraceThis whole infinity that... Lire la Suite →
A Coffee by the Seine
A Coffee by the Seine
à Côme Those are weird times I let my soul ramble on and on and on I left my gold buried in some spared garden Probably in Heaven I will follow those voices on and on I will sleep when I’m tired of it all And on and on Is it Eschyles walking in my... Lire la Suite →
Five Minutes To Drop I'm sorry I can't stay longRooted in the EarthI'm sorry I can onlyShare a cup of teaDon't blame meFor your lack of loveYou're angryWhy do you want moreI feel a force that needs me movingI cannot seat and talk for moreOne or two confessionsAre enoughTo make a life of wanderingWhat do... Lire la Suite →
Ouranos We need courageWe need to braveWe need to hearThe monitor in your headWe need to make some spaceThis is no feedback from the stageIt's always been here inside and it will stay for longI'm not talking about voices escaped from a taleI'm talking what you feel when it seems to go wrong all aroundWe... Lire la Suite →
You Should Never Align Is that a mole or a stationI’m afraid my eyes are such in a confusionI’m waiting for my train but they want me to buySearching for the railways but there’s no end to this distribution Am I the only one to feel this submission Is no good premisesFor humankind I miss... Lire la Suite →
The Time Stopping Are we supposed to start againEveryone born you just start againLike the past has been gone in vainAnd everyone is the first manAre we supposed to start againAll the time I wanna feel the time stoppingI wanna feel this moment lastsAre we embarked for this lonely tripLike the Earth is flat and... Lire la Suite →
Some Water Man I was standing at the edgeGetting ready to jumpYou look fast said one guyDo you mind if I take this lineYou can't change anythingBut you can choose not to dive A blind man was swimming by thenI'm a man of water he saidI am no grounded manA blind man I saw then... Lire la Suite →
Sleeping On (edited 😉 ) I was looking at a starSaying to myself and maybe to itI know that you exist I was trapped it was a holeNo wonder about that I was swallowedAt the most If you ask me I was there like I’d never beenThat was allMe myself stupid thing and the star... Lire la Suite →
Don’t Touch the Devil’s Wings I used to be some angel among themI used to please my dad on His scaleI tried to find the best way to please HimI dreamt a lot and then He was out of my reach I’ve tried oh yeah I’ve tried so hardI’ve come again and more with more... Lire la Suite →
https://youtu.be/auzmogccX4g Teaser : A Coffee by the Seine
Ophelio I’ve drownLike a stone In her mindOrchids and FuriesTurn into parchments in the skyI feel drowning Slowly down I’m laying on my backThe watercress Strokes meSlowly downAll my life Passing by In a slow motionI’m drowning Slowly drowning No emotionI think I realise I loved youMore than theeToo much loveNot requiredToo much loveUnneededI think... Lire la Suite →
Daily Wonder It’s a daily wonder Everyday’s disaster Are we all sitting before an endless screen Am I a machine recording my life like a shameless drone Images are just podcasting the dream But we’re still waiting for the sun to come It’s a daily wonder That spoils my pleasure I see the world from... Lire la Suite →
Out of the List There’s too much egoEgo ego ego it’s like a broken mirrorIn your answers in the way they reactThere’s too much ego take it as a fact Sitting besides the lakeWe had an empty spaceBut we kept onEgo ego ego is allThat drives our minds outta bed It’s beyond what I sayNo... Lire la Suite →
I Live like a Dog I live like a dogAny bunch I find is making my dodge yea-ah I feel so fineI feel so freeI live like a dog would you join me oh yea-ahOh leave the paper workAnytime anytime anytime let's do it I run like a houndI make my playground from any wood... Lire la Suite →
The Night Is Coming Down The Night is Coming Slowly coming down And the whole bar is waiting for something to come And everybody feels the same Where should I go who should I blame Everybody is feeling the same A bunch of sex For a ticket to love All alcohols can make it right... Lire la Suite →
Black Screen Yeah can we talk to anybodyThe joke is dead you don’t get itCan we talk to anybodyI’m not sure we can understand CopenhagenIt’s a terrasseThe virus stands in the backgroundAsked a lighterSaid she was safe but washed her handsA friend of hers you can’t be sureSo you’re the sensible oneYou think I am... Lire la Suite →
Faster than the Sun I was in my room with the sunClose to sleep I was there waiting for some good newsSometimes the time you go homeThe miracle is goneI spent a week in the starting-blocks But I heard no gun shotThe miracle was gone I thought we needed some extensionBut echoes were flattened fasterThan... Lire la Suite →
Are You Blind or Cruel It's 2020 and you text meAm I lucky or unluckyIt's been a while but you don't careCause you miss meEnough for you with courtesyBut the clock just said you're wrongThere's no second chances for second premises It's always the same storyIt's only pain that brings us downIt's always the same... Lire la Suite →
Top of the Street I sit on the edgeWaiting for it to goSit on the edgeFor her to blowSitting at the windowI sit at the top of the streetYou can go you go And I don't really careLook at me sitting in the airLook at me I can blow like the windSit at the doors... Lire la Suite →
Colony Are we living in a colonyAre all those walls infinityAre we climbing a plane surfaceIs it a mask stuck on your faceI feel my fingers stickingMy coffee dropped on the tableAll the circles are leaningTo this place exactly I feel unstableAre those people walking in lineAm I abused by the sun that blinds meMy... Lire la Suite →
Teasy Morning Teasy morning nothing is left about last nightTeasy morning all the shadows from yesterday are back to fightWere they waiting under the bed like a sustainWhat a weard way to make an entry into life again All this space and all this time what do I careThe day is wide like an empty... Lire la Suite →
A Simple Man If I can get some booze and some albumI can make it run and run and runI can make it run from dusk to dawnI just can make it on my own But of course you can talk to meThink I’m a prince of courtesyBut you won’t get any answerI’m stuck down... Lire la Suite →
LA MENTION VAUT L'USAGE / The lady doth protest too much, methinks. — O, but she’ll keep her word. (Hamlet) 