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released April 6, 2017

Written, played, recorded and mixed at home by Sylvain Vasseur

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WalkingIdiots Paris, France

Walking Idiot(S) est conçu durant l'hiver 2015.
D'abord pensé en tant que One Man Band puis plus tard en tant que duo avec l'arrivée de Jonathan Lieffroy aux claviers.
Boîte à rythme, synthé analogique, orgue, guitare et voix, forme l'aspect volontairement minimaliste, répétitif et parfois abrasif.
L’ambiance froide et anxiogène sert de fond sonore au chant noyé de saturation et d'écho.
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Track Name: What Was
What was that lucid thought that I had last night lying in my bed?
What was that nagging sound that echoed and grew inside my head?
What was that taking shaped in a word to become a cry and a scream ?
What was this feeling of clarity before sinking into the dream ?

Every time I get high in my room
The brightest ideas come from the gloom
Every time I wake up the next morning
I have lost the meaning of everything
Track Name: Trouble Sleeping
2 o’clock in the morning
Lying in my bed
I keep thinking about
Where my libido have gone
Next night, late night
Lying in my bed
I keep thinking about
Where my libido have gone

Maybe I should stop thinking about this
Maybe this way would make me feel better
Maybe I should start thinking about many other things
Open up to the world and try to make it better

But I can’t forget thinking about
Where my libido have gone

And that put me down
That just put me down
That just put me down further

Why do I to lose so many things
Track Name: Walking Idiot
I walk
How I learned to walk
It’s not the right journey
I didn’t learn any other way
So, I keep going forward
Wandering on the road
Aware of the dead-end
To wich I headed

I played
But what did I expect
If I played their own game
And never call « fakes » by real name
Because I feel no pleasure
To behave in the right measure
And talking crap from another
To play my part in this theater

Self highlight is an art
That doesn’t fool anyone
The concealment of defects
Doesn’t deceive no one
The determination to be better
Doesn’t solve overplay
Hope to grow through the other
Doesn’t take us away

I know
I always knew but not how
I thought ahead many options
I learned from all my actions
How not to do
What is the wrong decision
How not to do
What I know the direction
Track Name: Back To Back
I hear a humming above my ears
It sounds like synthesis of my fears
Something on which I have no control
No matter to embrace the whole

I see the crack widens on the wall
It looks to swallow me in the hole
Something that leads me into his course
No matter to locate the source

Satisfy my desires
Keep the excitement
Suffer any pressure
Living enjoyment

I have in my mouth a blood relish
It tastes like metal under my teeth
Something I can’t really rid for ages
No matter to stop hemorrhage

I smell something bad float in the wind
It stinks bodies and minds declining
Something which is ineluctable
No matter if it’s unbearable

Satisfy my desires
Keep the excitement
Suffer any pressure
Living enjoyment

I shudder every slightest touch
It seems very pleasant but too much
Something that awakens my feelings
No matter to find some healing

Satisfy my desires
Keep the excitement
Suffer any pressure
Living enjoyment
Track Name: Social Anxiety Disorders
Lying down the street
But not really sure
On seeing people
I feel insecure
Faces everywhere
Twisted creatures
Spread like a cancer
That would have no cures

Down in the gutter
A crawling insect
The sordid monster
Stirs up interest
Glances and whispers
Fingers on my chest
Grin like cleavers
Full of stinky breath

Nailed down to the ground
Visual field narrow
Distorsion of sound
A frozen blood flow
In a circle around
A flock of shadows
They feed to my wound
Seems like hungry crows

People are the cause of my disorder
I’m not the source of my seizure
Track Name: Prescriptions
Elavil Amitriptyline
Ludiomil Maprotiline
Asendin Amoxapine
Norpramin Desipramine
Prozac Fluoxetine
Edronax Reboxetine
Tofranil Imipramine
Paxil Paroxetine
Pamelor Nortriptylyne
Effexor Venlafaxine
Anafril Clomipramine
Vivactil Protriptyline
Zoloft Sertraline
Lomont Lofepramine
Norval Mianserin
Agedal Noxiptyline
Vivalan Voloxazine
Sinequan Doxepin
Track Name: Dry Bite
Use my frailty
Turn it against me
Prevent any attempts of persistence
Block all form of resistance
Constrict the psychologic vice
From my weakness give me the price

Coil you close to me loveless
Wrap my body to your coldness
Hug me until suffocation
Leave no place for anticipation

All your attacks
Look like a dry bite
All your attacks
Look like a snakebite
A bite without toxin
Don’t you know what I mean ?
All the poison you should have been
Slide like water on my skin
Track Name: The Mole
Sometimes, I feel,
Like groping in the dark
Before having my own clear conception
Lost, gone astray, deviating without vision
Seeking refuge in many other tracks

I take shelter
To avoid the fate
Down in the hole
Down in my hole

Some ideas on the path
Lead to greyish morning
And seem to be the form of a deep renunciation
What appeared buried resurfaced in the light
Forces to dig a short-sighted escape

I take shelter
To avoid the fate
Down in the hole
Down in my hole

I take shelter
To avoid the fate
Down in the hole
Like mole people
Track Name: Effect Level
Black leather in a swingers club
Relationship for audience
Extravagant Asian girl
Astonishing performance
Only wearing latex gloves
Medication increase ego
Dirty talks while making love
Domination scenario


Thematic room to get laid
Homemade private movie
Latin American maid
Leading actor point of view
Interracial couple joys
Accessories and panties
Crazy bunny ladyboys
Teenage preppy clothes


Boredom grows on me
Scrolling any category
Boredom grows on me
Always the same old story
I swallow everything I find
Until I screw up my mind
Track Name: Clinical Death
I spent most of this day
One of those which are grey
Angst puts my brain away
No matter to do other way
A flood of sterile thoughts
Lying down on my couch

Mind is running on empty
Everything seems bland to me
I see the same story
As an accident which up to me
I feel the time like sand
Slipping out of my hand

Near vegetative state
The hardest thing is to wait
The end of nagging sound
The world that moves around
Things have no hold on me
The feeling to forget me
Emptiness numbs my chest
Here comes clinical death
Track Name: Faded Flowers Start Stinking
You feel a variety of symptoms
It starts to fade like blossoms
You're fighting over, you let flow
Everything decays as you know

Cowardice as the last refuge
You use every subterfuge
The refusal to see the truth
Convinced that the time will soothe

You still desire everything you had
You still desire everything you had
You’d better enjoy what you have left
You’d better enjoy what you have left

The research of eternity
The rejection of the idea
To let the inevitable come
To accept the end as an outcome

You still desire everything you had
You still desire everything you had
You’d better enjoy what you have left
You’d better enjoy what you have