Influenced by many artists and various musical styles Electro Pop Wave Rock... they like when sonorities intermingle. It is accordingly that they create their pieces as a painter uses his colors, always in the search of new feelings...
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LIT’MUS, se nourrit d'influences multiples. Cette "little music", inspirée, mêle arrangements électro, voix et instruments, pour des sonorités wave, pop et rock ils créent leurs morceaux comme un peintre utilise ses couleurs, toujours à la recherche de nouvelles sensations.....
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NEW ALBUM
"Nouvel Album du Duo Litmus,
Téléportation Ethérale & Sensuelle, Angelwave & Djé
explorent les Cieux, les fonds et les bas fonds, nous offrant
un voyage intersidéral aux sonorités uniques...
RESOLUMENT ORIGINAL."
Tracklisting :
1. The Trust
2. About the Birds
3. Forms get Real
4. Language
5. The Ideas and the Mysteries
6. This is the place
7. Love the way you play
8. Keep your Smile
9. Enemy
10. Far from me
11. I'll be ok
12. Perception Of Light
PRESS
"Leur musique dominée par une rythmique sombre et l'omniprésence des
instruments électroniques, exprime parfois la mélancolie...
Le public suit ces deux artistes créatifs en quête de nouveaux sons
et se laisse entraîner dans leur univers...
Car si la New Wave a marqué les années 80', Angelwave et Djé apporte
leur touche personnelle...
Leurs influences sont multiples, on les sent approcher de nouvelles
sensations, là sur scène, en live, et ils le font partager...
Cette atmosphère teintée d'Electro a quelque chose de surréaliste,
de futuriste, de quasi insaisissable..."
F.S (Dna 27.08.08)
LITMUS New Album, New Songs's Friend Space (Top 18)
The music, it sings. It cries and it moans. It thumps and it giggles with griggles and groans. It bumps and it humps as it shits out its moans. Yes, it's good. I'm proud and pleased with the tones. A poet made it sing, made it dance, made it ring, A poet with a gurcle and gackle of insane, A green thumbed pot full of crackly crack And a horse, without a doubt, with no fucking name!
He giggles and glows and pretends not to show But his nature is to climb deep within. His mask isn't there. It’ safe just to see. I’ve seen his life bare as bare as could be, Him trying to be, him trying to be, trying to be.
The song says it all like the first poem to read. It chants and it calls. Your fingers won't bleed. The poet you are, you can't hide from yourself. The notes are mere letters from under the tree, From under the shelf. The wood piler whispered his song once to me And cried a “quiet” as quiet could be. It was his humble way to discover “the me.” The music is good. The music is great But the song is for only the man in the plate. It’s your guts and your glory. It 's your love and your fears. It’s your puppy dog tales you have hidden ‘these years.
The notes are quite simple. They’re quick and they're sharp. They live for the moment. They live for the now. They live for the dark. They feed and they fed the masses somehow. The poet is baffled. He doesn’t know how. The music is good. The music is great. A simple tune for the ear, One second, the sound of one second, No fear for the quiet of song will soon reappear To fill up his magical plate.
Hi! hows things going? hope all is well! here things are going fine and started to work on new music:) thanks for stopping by, always nice to hear from you:)
coucou!! un grand emrci pour l'ajout, j'espere que notre musique t'as plu. comment vas tu en ce vendredi matin? le weekend s'annonce bien? tu vas faire quoi de beau? (oui je sais je suis tres indiscret comme garcon mdr) Je te souhaite une agreable journée, a tout bientot j'espere la bise CNCB
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