The traveler (shooting star)

Les coulisses

Notes de Tiokik'
Cette fois, une balade sur le thème des étoiles et des poussières qui nous visitent, d'aussi loin que les Perseids.
Un voyageur lointain, croisant nos vies. Des rocks et poussières qui voyagent des millions de kilometres pour nous visiter et qui disparaissent après quelques secondes sur terre
Une chanson écrite 2 ans plus tot et la première sur laquelle Monmix et Tiokik' ont travaillé ensemble sur cet album.
La premiere chanson que j'enregistrais seul face a mon micro. Merci a Monmix et Humberto pour leur conseils.
Et une vidéo sur youtube

Notes de Monmix
Première chanson sur laquelle Monmix et Tiokik ont travaillé sur un texte et une mélodie (et un arpège) de ce dernier. Un crescendo chanté en alternance par Tiokik et Monmix avec l'appui notable de Vibe et qui se termine par un chant tribal (ne cherchez pas à identifier le langage en question, c'est un exercice purement phonétique). Si la structure générale s'est définie assez rapidement, la finalisation a pris du temps, une des raisons étant que Tiokik a souhaité retenter des enregistrements à mesure que sa confiance grimpait avec ses cours de chants

Paroles

You came out of nowhere
No one was expecting you
And you were so shiny, a twinkle in the eye
It was only you
and we were what? 7 or 8

From the corner of the eyes
it looked like embers behind you
like a smile in slow motion
you were so fast and careless
we were all so slow, and we were all so slow

We could not get our eyes off of you
As you were gliding across
Sliding on the back of a rainbow
You were alone in the world
we were all looking at you, we were all looking at you

There were sparkles, and no sound
As you were crossing over
And nobody knew who you were
Where were you coming from?
We were all staring, we were all staring

You were on a road
that few had travelled
devious breeze
a free spirit

It was only you
And we were what? 7 or 8?
getting close to 8
we've never been so many
and more are coming
We were holding our breath

Crossing the land
in the middle of the night
nobody could catch up
you were not even looking back

Some were yearning

You disappeared
as fast as you appeared
and we were all wishing for more
all united for a second

Some were crying

It's 8 billions of us
and you from a far away land
that we will never visit
the tears of Saint Lawrence

all the way from the Perseids
you visited us
and greeted the 8 billions of us

Tribal chant