STRATOSFEAR

1 Stratosfear intro listened to a thousand times, the pleasure of listening in stereo, of having its effects on a Hi-Fi system; good what to say it goes in all directions on a bewitching basic tune, ding, heavy ding; the melody unrolls ... yes it was at the time when we took the time; well the guitar... stratospheric, no I didn't do it on purpose, arrives and tears off the few clouds clinging to the sky; the last part stretches on an ambient sound ... from the time when we were doing it without knowing it 2 The Big Sleep In Search Of Hades appears next based on a flute accompanied by a monolithic arpeggio; the air of a blow on a time sequencer then distressing pads, twirling as if they didn't know where to be placed; in short, an intimate sound that passes like a waterfall that we do not retain 3 3 A.m. At The Border Of The Marsh From Okefenokee .... the harmonica, the tempo, the bubbles, the 3-note piano, the one that each of us had for his 3 years, for an imperishable vintage sound memory; 1'50'' and wheelbarrows and the unmistakable flight of spleen, you have gone into hyperspace without knowing it; the deep, heavy, solemn bass, which we will find on the albums of our national JM JARRE in withdrawal; the stereo does the work and hammers a sound anchored in our unconscious, the bubbles help to remember where we listened to this avant-garde piece,... for the first time; some in nappies, others in pushchairs, others in a spaceship (OMNI?), others in the middle of the desert, in the middle of a dodger, yes it was the great drought, remember? good a herd of goats comes to pass there however it was well before 'Animals' in short; the flute hey, there's a flute I forgot... well, we're getting to the end and I haven't dissected the title, oh no, come on, the harmonica is coming back to round off this title that's really not ordinary at all. 4 Invisible Limits where we don't know if there is a gap or if the title is linked... we counterbalance ourselves since it goes to the right and the divine musical scents come from the left; Ah, another sound coming from a metronome switched on? , in any case the crescendical rise is limit orgasmic, yes I already know that it will explode, 3 minutes and boom the bell the saturated fat sound reaches your ears, assaults you with its spectral beauty; the guitar, the synth, the keyboards to simplify put this title on fire, go beyond the limits, make them invisible and therefore make you travel through a glass hole... it's going fast, huh! half and this air whirling, whirling, whirling like no one, beauty at its peak... I stop; I'll pick it up right when you have the drops of ether gently smashing against your helmet, yes you're outside, the deafening silence becomes... ah a piano, that's better, an earthly landmark! The flute again but it's only there for her, the flute does its job by helping us to walk around, to bring us back slowly but surely to earth, that's it, we hang on to the ship, it's over! Electronic music to make you happy, to remind you that before we took the time to listen to music; for me it was near a future lake, near a deserted road from which we couldn't come back, it was well in 1976 and it was very hot. Side B represents one of the most intense of my short discotheque.

A 5 for the original album of course.