Regis D Avlis - Voice And Guitar / Ana Carolina - Face And Inspiration
Influences
-Violet Indiana
-The Clientele
-Starsailor
-Longwave
-The Dears
-Sigur Ros
-Band of Horses
-Badly draw Boy
-Babybird
-British sea Power
-Jj 72
-The tears
-The kinks of convenience
-Autumn Tears
-The magnetic fields
-The mortal coil
-Madredeus
-Brendan Perry
-Suede
-The Mission
-The Cult
-Echo and the Bunnymen
-The Church
-House of Love
-Stereolab
-Hojerizah
-Violeta de outono
-Fellini
-Finis Africae
-David Grey
-Damien Rice
-The jesus and mary Chain
-Ryan Adams
-The Sundays
-Kristin Hersh
-Radiohead
-The Hollies
-Bread
Fleur du Cancer is the solo musical project of the Brazilian singer and composer Regis de Avlis, who played during 15 years with Rio de Janeiro independent bands like Flores que Não Comovem, Marble Flowers e Estação das Luas Escuras. Elaborated melodies and sound textures that evoke a sweet melancholy keep being his trademark. Added to simple lyrics, of a subtle, delicate poetry, in Portuguese and English, and enhancing the instrumental parts of the musics, Fleur Du Cancer ended up differentiating itself from Regis' former works. Its totally home-produced music and videos have already started to attract attention.
According to the musician, Fleur is his most mature work, which has been arising from a most "conscious" phase regarding to his feelings and ideas. The name symbolizes the relief and beauty of sorrow, not always perceived, the "flower that grows from all kinds of suffering", making understand that "only our worse side, our cancer, can suffer and die."
A NOTE ABOUT THE RECORDINGS: The production of the musics you are hearing here is totally home made. They are not yet finished, but are rather work in progress, a rough version of the final work.
Come, my darling, let us dance To the moon that beckons us To dissolve our love in trance Heedless of the hideous Heat & hate of Sirius- Shun his baneful brilliance!
Let us dance beneath the palm Moving in the moonlight, frond Wooing frond above the calm Of the ocean diamond Sparkling to the sky beyond The enchantment of our psalm.
Let us dance, my mirror of Perfect passion won to peace, Let us dance, my treasure trove, On the marble terraces Carven in pallid embroeideries For the vestal veil of Love.
Heaven awakes to encompass us, Hell awakes its jubilance In our hearts mysterious Marriage of the azure expanse, With the scarlet brilliance Of the Moon with Sirius.
Velvet swatches our lissome limbs Languid lapped by sky & sea Soul through sense & spirit swims Through the pregnant porphyry Dome of lapiz-lazuli:- Heart of silence, hush our hymns.
Come my darling; let us dance Through the golden galaxies Rythmic swell of circumstance Beaming passion’s argosies: Ecstacy entwined with ease, Terrene joy transcending trance!
Thou my scarlet concubine Draining heart’s blood to the lees To empurple those divine Lips with living luxuries Life importunate to appease Drought insatiable of wine!
Tunis in the tremendous trance Rests from day’s incestuous Traffic with the radiance Of her sire-& over us Gleams the intoxicating glance Of the Moon & Sirius.
Take the ardour of my impearled Essence that my shoulders seek To intensify the curled Candour of the eyes oblique, Eyes that see the seraphic sleek Lust bewitch the wanton world.
Come, my love, my dove, & pour From thy cup the serpent wine Brimmed & breathless -secret store Of my
obrigado vç,,, por nos ter nos adc,,,, espero que os nossos trabalhos sejam visto e que possamos levar ao publico o que há de real em nossas almas, abraços e sucesso tb.
merci, c..est gentil, j..aime beaucoup ta page aussi, le thème, aussi très attirée par la Lune et les Cancers, la poésie, le son, à bientôt, je reviendrai plus tranquille faire une visite! xx P
Torna-se a primeira letra de todos os alfabetos aquela que tende a ser oferecida ao próprio sonho que vive dentro de cada um de nós...
Não entendo nada sobre a vida. Eis aí uma dificuldade extrema e não esperada... A coerência transita no sítio dos humanos... Mas onde estão os humanos? Eu não os reconheço e não posso associá-los ao adjetivo humano, pois este me remete a alguma coisa nobre, sincera e honesta... Não sei aonde encontrar os humanos... Se souberes tu aonde vivem gostaria muito que me avisasse... Porquanto devo admitir que humanos não existem... Já que não os encontro e nunca os encontrei... Desejar ser um idiota poderia ser coisa melhor já que penso que os que não pensam sofrem menos... mas não tenho esse privilégio... a sorte de sofrer menos... mas quem pode escolher a dor menor se esta vive longe das atitudes "coerentes"!?
Não desejo ser coerente... mas se pensar é ter coerência então condeno a coerência à dor!
Acho que coerencia é coisa dos humanos... Ai de mim!!! Não a quero!!! Sê vem deles... Não a quero!
Durante algum tempo fiz algo não coerente... sinceramente espero que aprecies... não por amizade... mas por alguma coisa que toque tua alma...
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