Misplaced

by Seditius

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released 11 March 2013

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Track Name: A Radical Blues
"Even before I emerged from childhood, I seem to have experienced, deeply at heart, that paradoxical feeling which was to dominate me all through the first part of my life: that of living in a world without any possible escape, in which there was nothing for it but to fight for an impossible escape."

Victor Serge, Memoirs

This song goes out to him.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victor_Serge

lyrics:

Knock down the goddamn door and make you knuckles bleed if you need something more than what we all hold onto. So, good morning Storm, like every time you're close I can't be anywhere else.
Wrong place, I love the thrill of a wrong place, I keep on surviving in the wrong place. It just tells me I'm not dead yet.
And every lone wolf met had a story to tell and a scar to be proud of. Well, whatever they left is here in my bones. And before the hurricane, don't you feel too small, just keep looking for new stones to cast.
Wrong place, I love the thrill of a wrong place, I keep on surviving in the wrong place. It just tells me I'm not dead yet.
Cause in the end, it's just a matter of a wrong or of a right place. And I love the thrill of a wrong place and I'll keep on searching for something like this 'till the day I'll find the spark I'm looking for.
Track Name: So Far, So Good
"Heard about the guy who fell off a skyscraper? On his way down past each floor, he kept saying to reassure himself: So far so good... so far so good... so far so good. How you fall doesn't matter. It's how you land!"

La Haine, Mathieu Kassovitz

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Haine

lyrics:

You're not as special as you always thought. So far, so good. You're not the one that inspired this song. So far, so good. And no, I don't like your good clean face. And no, you're just deaf and useless.
We are who the old guard warned you about. So far, so good.
We're drunk at your party, we are gonna spoil all your fun. So far, so good. You'll pay and guess who is gonna drink? Your days are gone, Our party to come. It's time to take back everything that they stole.
You're not as special as you always thought. So far, so good. You're not the one that inspired this song.You're nothing at all.
Track Name: Landscapes
" 'That’s what I’m talking about, you see? The impossibility of stopping. It isn’t right. It never is. We should have made other choices, a long time ago, it’s too late now. Curiosity, that insolent, stubborn curiosity to know how the story is going to end, how life will end. It’s about that and nothing else. It’s never a question of profit alone that leads us around the world, it’s never only hope, war… or women. It’s something else. Something that neither you nor I will ever be able to describe, but which we know very well. Even now, even at a point when you seem too far removed from things, the desire to know the ending is still within you. The desire to see some more. There’s nothing left to lose when you’ve lost everything already.' "

Taken from Luther Blisset / Wu Ming's novel "Q".
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Q_(novel)

lyrics

Somehow, I've never loved to stand still. Somehow, I've always got out of the troubles I'm in. Well I just walk, walk, I keep on walking, straight and sincere. And I've felt something blowin' from Athens and southern towns. I felt unable to stop.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your trace somewhere.
And after all, I just need to walk, to move the fuck on. I need unfamiliar landscapes, I'm sorry I can't hold fast , I'm sorry I can't hold fast. And through these cities that forget so fast I still haven't found a reason to pretend.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your mark somewhere. Somehow.
Like that man on the ocean bound to shoot a king, like the spanish summer of 1936, like those german peasants on the south eastern fields, all the storms we loved were restless breezes. So keep moving, keep walking, keep pushing the whole thing on.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your seed somewhere. Somehow.
Track Name: On the Eve of the Hurricane
Dedicated to Alexandre Marius Jacob and Jules Bonnot

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marius_Jacob
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jules_Bonnot

lyrics

16 years. Can this endless blue grow a man so fast? There are things in life you should not beg. There are things in life you should just take. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end.
And in Marseilles you should a take side: be passionately for or against. It could be a safe harbour for people like you and me, but like many hometowns, there ain't nothing for free. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end so stand your ground.
Through this nights everything can burn so fast. Always on the run, trying not to crash, always searching for something, trying not to crash. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end.
And there must be a way out of here, we both know it. So through these barricades we call life, just do what you think you should. You'll need some time, some more time to heal. We'll just need some time, some more time to heal. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end so stand your ground and if you'll have to run I hope you'll run fast and far away. And no remorse anyway.
Track Name: Further/Forever
"There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of the present moment. A man's whole life is a succession of moment after moment. If one fully understands the present moment, there will be nothing else to do, and nothing else to pursue. Live being true to the single purpose of the moment.
Everyone lets the present moment slip by, then looks for it as though he thought it were somewhere else."

Yamamoto Tsunetomo, Hagakure

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yamamoto_Tsunetomo

lyrics

These late nights and night drives, still left to ride And all the tracks and all the roads still left to walk, every time I needed to move the fuck on and all the miles still left to these worn out shoes, and the dawns and sunsets still left to see: all the things we learnt to steal make me restless.
And in the end I'm all this mess: what I've done and I've not. I'm all the detours that i've walked, all my stubborn enterprises. I'm all the dust that I've breathed, all the times I've felt alive. So, if these feet are meant to walk, I hope they'll move forever. If these feet are meant to walk, I hope they'll move forever.