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released December 12, 2010

"Lady Psyché and her Heart Mechanix" by GLEAM
recorded between March 2010 and October 2010 at Black Bananas Studio, Brescia, Italy

Music by GLEAM
Drums performed by Andrea Perini
Drums composed by Andrea Perini with Andrea Gipponi and GLEAM
Lyrics, Keyboards, Pictures, Graphics by Andrea Salerni
Recording, Editing, Mixing, Mastering by Andrea Gipponi at Black Bananas Studio
Lyrics Supervision by Bryan Balduf

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Founded in 2003, from rock/blues influences, today oriented to alternative/indie/prog/pop/electro rock environments.

3 demos ('03-'04-'05)

"Lip and Tremble", dec '05
"Lip and Tremble (Radio Edit)", apr '06
"Lady Psyché and her Heart Mechanix", dec '10
"Happy birthday Guru", apr '12
"Zeroland (part 1)", oct '13

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Track Name: Berber dance
Berber dance

So I crumbled off on an old worn mattress
Seven beds arranged in square
in the center, mostly anything
including fire, picks, liquorice
cautious first, slowly confident
we paced our way through a desert night

The best of us ventured into gurgling teas
Others strolled, Dave Pàiza, me,
Got this picture in mind: Bred’of, the moonlight,
The artist’s head is where the rays collide
I think OJ took it, yes he did
Complaining he had no tripod with him

Later came a young man
Floating in a Berber dress
Made us stand, made us dance
Made us Berbers just like that
And then the tune came at last
Sort of drawn out from that hopeless land

I will take you to the end of Africa
We’ll walk the past and live again our old dear path

Uncontrolled Psyché told us principles of Heart Mechanix
Our unleashed Lady made us study some Heart Mechanix

we got off the main road
pushed our horses in the sand
Dave Pàiza knew no rest,
only then recognized a slight hazard
happened to be alone in the dark
all the seven of us in the last desert before Atlantic obscurity

Silence had it coming
Ceppia stuck his leg in an ashtray
Or was it OJ? Nevermind,
Anyway, they had a brief fight
Discharged hygienic precautions
Fragments of chatter by moonlight motions

Mr. Nelly Hassan Power
Including smelly reflections
Played a starving character
grandly fit in that cold theatre
I just know what he once told
This is where he wanted to go

Laying still, there’s Pàiza B
He’s even too tired to feel
Shìssa smoke and cheap guitar
He’s judging art under the stars
We shared the dirt, the stink, the sand
And again that Berber dance

He’s the right one to follow the dream
the calm one with beer and TV
He was with me when surrounded by kids
Trained to ask endlessly
Dave Pàiza and I locked in our car
outside unripe tiny forgotten stars

Both the things we might have done,
would have turned to be clearly wrong
not that I think that our aims were noble
there were times we almost got in trouble
so we dashed away and called the guys
they were handing out medicines and probably,
some merciful lies
Track Name: Feeling lazy
Feeling lazy

Once you just walked away
First thing I did was oddly feel lazy
Did nothing but complain
About what was on TV that day

Radio stations, you don’t know what you do
Disco sensations, all that you see is true

Radio stations, all that she hears is good
Sexy by nature, she always knew the rules
The rules of the dance floor, authentic and pure
It’s like on vacation, but summer’s now gone
Girls of the dance floor, there’s nothing to stand for
Cocktail vibrations, yeah, masks over nature

Old music died
The lion’s extinct, babe

Zero ambitions, all girls count with you
A junkie vibration, all girls count but you

You said you wouldn’t leave
But once again your schemes
They all turned into something
You couldn’t foresee
You said you’d stay with me
But once again your dreams
Drew you on your knees on Sunset hills
And then you realized how life is mean
Drew you on your knees on Sunset hills
And suddenly merged into your fears

“This is private property…
But there’s no problem if you take a pic”

Once you girl walked away
All I did was act pretty lazy
Did nothing but get laid
By my own dazed songs, my own dazed songs
Every time she goes away
All I do is just feel oddly lazy
A rapid rush of nails?
Did we say “no more games”?
Track Name: Out of sync
Out of sync

First I saw you it was in your world of ghosts
Then you turned into something like a clone
Of what I tried to be
You’re like me

Flowers grew on the streets you strolled
Everyone remembers that in Tokyo
You were me
A new way of me

Once again you’re in that TV
Though this time you’re out of sync
It feels like I’ve known you forever
Once again I miss you so

If you knew him you may call him “Disappointment”
If you knew me you may name me “Entertainment”
But once you’ve known me you just can’t get rid of me
While he would guard your own steps to every single scene
coz you’re part of me
A braver shade of mean

No, I didn’t mean to bother you
No, I didn’t mean to interrupt
No, I didn’t mean to wake you up

Once again you’re somewhere else babe
Wearing old fashioned veils
If I could, I’d search you out babe
I just hope it’s not too late
Track Name: Blond Purslane
Blond Purslane

Blond Purslane
You were taken far away
I dislike your ways, but you
Never give up, no you never give up
I know nothing can take your mind off
Playing glamorous and hunting love
Dreams were fulfilled too soon
Too soon to be real, too soon to look clear
I wish you were near
By this pain that I feel
You could heal it my dear
If you just came near

And I, I’m coming over baby
And we’ll, we will be friends maybe

In a dream you yelled at me
You were made to live rich
Hey Purslane, by the wind
You were blown, away from New York
You’re akin to a god-like clue
Though your hangovers and your solitudes
I would take you to a higher plain
Where we can take our revenge
For all the things that we left behind
And now it’s my turn to cry
Now it’s my turn to cry
Now it’s my turn to cry
I know, maybe next time

How I’d love to see you dance
Country style, I just can’t
Day after I’d ring the bell
“Sorry, she’s not in, man
She’s always smiling elsewhere
I know, I know,
This is your only chance”

You cast your fame straight west
In L.A., everyone gets sexier
But with a plastic stance
I preferred you the way you were
Though now you sure look grand
Track Name: Arrogance

How I wish I could ruin your life
And you won’t be able to run
Crazy images, sparkles of bloody cries
One day I’ll slay your arrogance for fun

I am the one to put out the fire
I am the good one to put out your arrogance

Hey chief
Don’t interrupt my speech
You and I
We don’t share the same breed
You can kill but you can’t sing
Hold your tongue
None of this makes my own creed

Thank God I don’t have a gun
Thank God I don’t have a gun
And tonight the one that pays is your arrogance

When you’re up there saluting God
You won’t be high and mighty my lord
You will be like anyone else
You will die like anyone else
Red, red, I know you won’t look back
It’s just game over my friend
But at least there’s one big difference
You’ll turn to ashes and many will be glad

Run, run authority run
Revolution, rebels and guns
I’m the right one to put out the fire
I’m the right one to put out your arrogance
Run, run authority run
Revolution, rebels and guns!
Track Name: Frantic touches, lucid dreams
Frantic touches, lucid dreams

And now it seems as though we’re lost
Elsewhere I know it sure would work
As a cigarette glows in the dark of a confidence scented night
A warm voice begins to read her lines

I’m with a smart guy and his girlfriends
There’s a student dinner going on here
Afterwards someone says it’s theatre time
But I’d rather walk the Broadway lights
So crowded with shadows, so crowded with lights

It’s a lively night
With plenty of lights
and real stars don’t make it to shine

New York is all I ever needed to feel free
Populations, blobs of colours, frantic touches, lucid dreams
And now my vision merges into something indefinable
My own mind sight enriched by mellow brush-strokes, mystic hints

There’s a jazz guitarist
He fakes a smile as my last coin flies
We all walk alone at night
Down empty streets, everything just right
We feel good like this
Nothing else but a delayed heart beat
As the sound of unsullied guitars
As the smell of a late March which is…
Track Name: Sugarless

Why you’re gonna be sad
I don’t know
Riddle out the dream I had
Oh dressed up world
Ride out the storm
I left a month ago
Su, maybe I’m lost or I’ve lost
The maze grows strictly on
It teems with metaphors

Oh, why so sugarless?
What u gonna do about it?

Never will I live the dream
Never will we bear the dim
Though I shiver wearing thee
Never will you set me free
See polluted towns below
Clueless girlfriend stands alone
We don’t know just where to go
We don’t know just where to go

Now tell me how you made it here
There was a chance it would be real
You blew it, sure it’s time for fear
Will you be my heart engineer?
Now tell me will you live your dream
Why can’t you just say it won’t heal
I was the letter, you’re the seal
And you left on fancy Porsche wheels
Why can’t it just unveil its role?
Guess cause it’d have to stay untold
But when big news came, you’re simply gone
And when you got back, all news was about black gold

Though my moon beautiful you are
Please, turn yourself off now
Your light conceals the stars

Sugarless, how are you?
Sugarless, what do you do?
Sugarless, who are you leaning on?
Track Name: Souls of Africa
Souls of Africa

I am waiting for the souls of Africa
To break the chains in all the ways
we taught’em how

I am searching for the breeze of Africa
For I felt it and it’s way warmer than this one
I always find out, lots of reasons to complain
And as you do, I can’t say, I know pain

Here comes a man he’s got something special
Ivory Christ makes him look so special
I ask him how he can be that special
He says he’s waiting for the souls of Africa
Passes me by and then he turns theatrical
He says he’s waiting for the souls of Africa
To teach us how to never despair
To show us where all our money’s not

I am waiting for the souls of Africa
To embrace their weapons, smiles like arrows, to our hearts
To laugh at us their diseases just like darts
That’s why maybe,
I’m ashamed of all we haven’t done

I am waiting for the souls of Africa
To show the world in whose hands all the power is
It’s in the wrong hands, in the wrong hands, in too strong hands
As it is for the mock help the West gives them
Track Name: Awful voter
Awful Voter

Anyone as I count the stars
Could maybe explain if they’ll ever pay
By now I should know
How the world goes, daddy said that
Wonder if I should stop counting the stars
And maybe wake up and just start to run
By now you should quit calling me “awful voter”
By now you should know your dear gal is voting for the wrong side

Is there anyone that you could love?
Is there anything beside the oil?
As you rule the world they’ll always starve
Will you ever pay for what you’ve done?

Baby, baby, start the countdown
Baby, baby, start to calm down
Everything in the way you talk to me
Has nothing to do with what you’ll have to soon choose
That’s because I’m
Only tryin’ to fly down, babe
That’s because you’re
Only tryin’ to get laid, babe
By now you’ll have to choose
Between stupid and more stupid
That’s because we’ve
Always been “awful voters”
By now politics
Should just leave everything to me

Lay down baby
I really wanna get you home
Track Name: Twentynine Palms
Twentynine Palms

Passed a dry lake and a drug store
There was nothing, just dead rocks and our songs
Down 66, we paced our days
Last night on Mars, before L.A.
We, were aliens

We were staying in 29 palms
At night we had a long talk with Joshua
Drinks walked in along with smokes and young stars
Never heard before of 29 palms

Escaped from Indian desperate vastness
When in Bluff, we caught our breath
And, just danced
Creepy stars howling warning solos
Silent band mate confidence
Night music, by our van

Maybe I should start with something never written
or maybe I should part with someone as old as love
Some songs are never meant to get to the radio
Is this the simple song you want?
I'm afraid it's not
Is this a radio song?
A short piece for a summer separation?

We sat on rocks
talked 'bout more and more mysteries
Pol was surprised by Joshua's whispers and then we talked
Final set for our trip
aware of having fulfilled the dream, we had
I was tense but being there helped me stand

After Zool’s place’s jamming sessions
Alan Haynes and before Juliette’s birth
Katie and friends stopped by our gross motel