KARMAKANI CENTERING THE SPECTRA Date of Release: October 7th, 2002

БЪЛГАРСКО НАЦИОНАЛНО РАДИО ПРОГРАМА “ХОРИЗОНТ”
ПРЕДАВАНЕТО “КАРТИНИ ОТ ЕДНА ИЗЛОЖБА”
ПРЕДСТАВЯТ НА 17.10.2009 г., СЪБОТА, ОТ 21.00 ч.
KARMAKANIC ENTERING THE SPECTRA Date of Release: October 7th, 2002
SONGS/TRACKS:
1. The Little Man (1:29)

2. Entering the Spectra (12:20)
     
I. Yellow
II. Blue (The Innocent)
III. Red
IV. Purple
V. Indigo
VI. Green
VII. White

3. The Spirit Remains the Same (6:01)

4. Cyberdust From Mars (3:34)

5. Space Race no:3 (4:36)

6. The Man in the Moon Cries ((3:14)

7. On whole half (5:17)

8. Is this the end? (7:12)
  
 I. Part I (The End)
 II. Part II (The Light)
 III. Part III (The Question)

9. Cello suite no:1 in G major (1:02)

10. Welcome to Paradise (9:19)

Bonus Track:
11. Loser s Game (4:12)
©2002 Regain Records


CREDITS:

Jonas Reingold - fretless and fretted basses, keyboards, and backing vocals
Roine Stolt - electric and acoustic guitars, vocals (2, 4)
Goran Edman - vocals (3, 5, 6, 8, 10, 11)
Jaime Salazar - drums and percussion (3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10)
Zoltan Csorz : drums and percussion (2)
Tomas Bodin : keyboards (2, 4, 6, 10)
Johan Glossner - electric and acoustic guitars (3, 4, 5, 6, 8, 10)
Robert Engstrand - keyboards (5, 8, 10), grand piano (5, 8)

Guests:

Diana Nunez - The story teller (1)
Thomas Nyberg - backing vocals
Inger Ohlen - backing vocals (2), psychedelic voice (5)
Zapata Joy - tales from the bush
Chris Palm - electric guitars (7)
Richard Anderson - keyboard solo

Magnus Sedenberg, Jonas Reingold, Mattias Axelsson - Mixing

Mattias Axelsson, Jonas Reingold – Engineer

Roine Stolt - Special Effects

Goran Finnberg – Mastering

Produced by Jonas Reingold.


LYRICS:


The Little Man

Once upon a time, there was this tiny little man, in a tiny little town, who lived in a tiny little house on a tiny tiny tiny little planet called the earth. This tiny little man was so ordinary, that he became unordinary among other ordinary people. He lived an ordinary life, with an ordinary dog, had an ordinary job, with an ordinary boss. When things got to ordinary and bland for our tiny little man, he used to go to a place known as, for you the listener, the net. On the net, he could be somebody, be someone. Here he could fulfill his dreams by one day being a brain surgeon, another day being a top secret agent on a dangerous mission, a sky pilot, a Latino lover, whatever he needed to be for just that moment, that listener, you could say he was a superman.
But this tiny little man had a vision that someday he would really be someone in the real world, make a difference. This is the story of the little mans ordinary life, his dedication to something that really doesn’t exist, but in his tiny tiny little head.
And yes, that brings me back to you, the listener, what’s your vision?

Entering the Spectra

I Yellow
(Instrumental)

II Blue
Sitting here smiling, ten toes in the sun.
Watching two butterflies, joining as one.
A robin is singing, the church bells are ringing.
I m home.

The clouds are like cotton, all worries forgotten.
The swallows are flying high, under a pale blue sky.
I ve got wind in my hair, peace everywhere.
I m home.

My soul is my guide, and it s guiding my heart.
Through fear and salvation, till the end from the start.

Cause I m free...
Yeah I m free...
Cause I m free...
I m home.

III Red
(Instrumental)

IV Purple
(Instrumental)

V Indigo
(Instrumental)

VI Green
Prophets will fail, telling nothing at all.
We already knew, after summer comes fall.
Go with the dolphins into magical oceans
Contemplate while we go through the motions.

VII White
Out of the circle, circle of time.
Into the circle of love that s divine.
Unfold your wings now and fly away.
Unfold your heart and I ll show you the way.

Life will teach us to follow the river.
How to touch love, and how to forget.
Love conquers all, surrenders stand tall.
Like 10000 flowers who s up to the call.

And I m just sitting here, under the sun.
Watching two butterflies, joining as one.
A robin is singing, the church bells are ringing.
I m home.


The Spirit Remains the Same

One more step closer to death
One more step closer to life

If I die tomorrow, I must live today
If my heart’s full of sorrow, I just blow it away
Take love from my soul and sacrifice my name…
But the spirit remains the same

Feeling low but flying so high
High above stars in the sky

If I die tomorrow, I must live today
If my heart’s full of sorrow, I just blow it away
Take love from my soul and sacrifice my name…
But the spirit remains the same


Cyberdust From Mars

Rocket launch, time to fly,
Getting high in the sky, cyberdust from mars

Travelling fast in the milkyway,
nothing more, nothing left to say
In the sky, cyberdust from mars

I breed the cosmic revolution
I breed planets and stars
I breed the sonic evolution
I breed cyberdust from mars

Virtual contact, I’m in a flow.
Pretty maids in a row.
In the sky, cyberdust from mars.


The Man in the Moon Cries

Toxic in the ocean
All dressed up in plastic shirt
We got poetry in motion
And one foot in the dirt

Days will come and days will go
While you ticking like a time bomb
After autumn must come snow
We are laughing
The man in the moon cries

We do ozon analyses
And spraying up our hear

We got spiritual crises
And breathing intoxicated air

Days will come and days will go
While you ticking like a time bomb
After autumn must come snow
We are laughing
The man in the moon cries

The man in the moon cries
The man in the moon cries
Over you
The man in the moon cries
The man in the moon cries

Toxic water…


Is this the end
Part I (The End)

Is this the end? How can it be?
I do not mind to face it, I am as happy as I can be.
The curtains falls, I’m still standing tall
It makes no difference now, we really did it all
When I look back its all so clear
I’m filled with warmth it feels so real
I can’t help myself of crying
The things we did the things you said
The way you touched and hold my hand
It’s really not too bad to be dying
When you are here by my side

Part II (Instrumental)

Part III (The Question)

I’m sorry if I disappoint you but I’m really not ready to check out quit yet
So would you please forgive me if I do not fit in to your perfect set and your
Calculations and registrations and all other forms of your pathetic creations
What is it with you people? Is anybody listening?
Greetings dear citizens see what have you become
You are slaves under the influence, controlled by the very same thumb
So when the bubble finally bursts what will you do?
When you are standing face to face with the naked truth and realize that the answer is you.
It’s all the same, but the names may change
Don’t be ashamed just sign your names
So when you are old and when you are Grey, and labled as done
Someone else will be on top of it all totally numb
Is this it?

Cello Suite No. 1 in G Major
Instrumental
(\"Cover\" of Bach s Cello Suite BVW 1007, first movement on Bass)


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