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Post by infinitesnow on Feb 6, 2023 18:30:12 GMT
 Stefan Lancaster
TALES FROM OTHER TRAILS
Nathaniel F. Caesars
início da pré-venda: 02/02/2027
data de lançamento: 05/02/2027
gêneros: alternative rock, pop rock, art rock, acoustic pop, orchestral
duração: 45:23
composição: Stefan Lancaster [all tracks], Agatha Melina [tracks 6, 8], Golden Castles [track 7]
produção: Stefan Lancaster (exec.), Atticus Ross, Markus Dravs, Lauren Aquilina
Três anos depois do lançamento de sua última obra original, Stefan Lancaster retorna ao mundo da música com seu terceiro álbum de estúdio "Tales From Other Trails", um concept album envolvendo seu alter-ego Nathaniel F. Caesars, um detetive que compartilha os crimes mais notáveis que presenciou em sua carreira. O lançamento se deu poucas horas depois da performance do recente lead single 'file B + file N' no Grammy Awards 2027, onde também foi anunciado o nome do disco e o eventual lançamento de um projeto audiovisual para o mesmo.
A produção de "Tales" se distancia do foco no acoustic pop dos álbuns anteriores de Stefan e se aproxima mais do rock que havia começado a mostrar em "ON/OFF", porém, de um ângulo mais refinado, puxando inspirações do art rock, alternative rock e até mesmo new wave e algumas encarnações do gênero nos anos 80/90. Instrumentos de orquestras também são um forte elemento da sonoridade do disco, sendo utilizadas para criar uma atmosfera dramática, grandiosa e cinematográfica.
Já o conteúdo lírico mostra diferentes ângulos de abordar os casos relatados em cada 'arquivo', incorporando diferentes tipos de eu-lírico para falar sobre ou conversar com suspeitos e vítimas, reencenar cada crime e tentar entender suas motivações. Desta forma, "Tales" traz composições que variam entre o agressivo e o melancólico, mas são, acima de tudo, reflexões sobre como, porque e a que ponto pessoas chegam para alcançarem o que querem ou precisam.
Além de estarem presentes em legendas e transcrições das letras nos serviços de streaming, informações mais específicas sobre cada caso estão disponíveis em pastas com arquivos e fotos 'reais' na versão física completa do álbum, a ser revelada e enviada em breve para todos que a compraram. Todos eles foram manuscritos ou tipografados, em referência aos sons presentes entre algumas das músicas, como uma última surpresa, também revelam 'subtítulos' para as músicas e as ilustres presenças de Agatha Melina como intérprete da interlude, faixa nº 6, além de participar da composição da mesma e da faixa nº 8, assim como os integrantes da banda Golden Castles na faixa nº 7.
TRACKLIST
1. Prologue (2:15)
2. file B (4:37)
3. file P (4:18)
4. file N (3:31)
5. file D (5:08)
6. Intermission (2:47)
7. file V (5:09)
8. file F (4:28)
9. file R (3:47)
10. file L (3:05)
11. Epilogue (5:26)
▷ TALES FROM OTHER TRAILS - PLAYLIST
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Post by infinitesnow on Feb 6, 2023 18:43:37 GMT
Prologue (2:15)
I’m here to tell this tale
Looking from a whole different veil
Remembering someone else’s fail
Trying or not to stick to their trail
All I know for sure is that I have been there
Just me and them, no matter where
Mouth to ear or hand to screen
Understanding the fear and holding the screams
Someones that, once upon a time
With me, once would sail
Someones I still care enough to stay close by
And to save them I try
So they’re not thrown by the wrong gale
(instrumental)
file B (4:37)
Relative Distance
Red drops splatter on the floor Forms a river towards the door Which chamber is it from? From which owner does it come
Violations happened here Things I shall dare to speak Of trust, passion, belief And more to be revealed
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces To try to replace empty parts of others Those that seem to care about me but most Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down Losing the one force (one force) That holds everything within course
For all these years I've tried my best To hold you in my thoughts as you hold me But how deep can care go When it's always down in your deepest, saddest wells?
Held down by augmented gravity That pulls me to you, but how could that Ever give space to feelings anew? To rise and lift us to higher, happier levels
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces To try to replace empty parts of others Those that seem to care about me but most Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down Losing the one force (one force) That holds everything within course
Are you on my side or only pretending to be? Can’t help but wonder if the connection was ever real My words are twisted until they’re unrecognizeable thorns That pierce no one’s skin but mine~
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces To try to replace empty parts of others Those that seem to care about me but most Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down Losing the one force (one force) That holds everything within course
Tough days, tough weeks Tough times don't come only to the weak So congratulations for ruining Every single moment when I tried to speak Tough days, tough weeks Tough times don't come only to the weak So congratulations for ruining Every single moment when I tried to speak
file P (4:19)
Morality Experiment
I never know if I should question or pity
How everything has been in an illusion in your mentality
I never know if I should hate or mercy
For the maybe oblivious, maybe careless hearts that make you feel unworthy
In the end, all that I can do is hope for the best
Hope that someday you will enjoy something that isn’t just a universe’s test
Because I can’t help but wonder, don’t you think something else is wrong clearly?
That maybe you should also look into your own morality?
It’s so strange to think we used to destroy our minds together
Not knowing it would make us so much less healthier
I never would say I got the side of the lucky seven
But you seem to lose every bet since then
I don’t really think someone's up there always watching
But cases like yours makes it seem not like coincidences
Is it karma? It is fate? You never hurt me like that
Or anyone else that I’ve heard of yet
And even then I was never brave, not enough at least
To tell you how wrong were each and every of those deeds
Is it the back of my mind trying to make me forgive
My own deeds, but they never went as far as yours did
There’s still time left to evaluate and experiment
From what should have been buried under meters of cement
Because I never thought that I would one day be reading
About whatever you want to do to your own ----ing
It’s so strange to think we used to destroy our minds together
Not knowing it would make us so much less healthier
I never would say I got the side of the lucky seven
But you seem to lose every bet since then
I don’t really think someone's up there always watching
But cases like yours makes it seem not like coincidences
Is it karma? It is fate? You never hurt me like that
Or anyone else that I’ve heard of yet
I don’t really think someone's up there always watching
Planning every move, reaction and happening
It’s just hard to believe you’d be hurt by someone with a certain issue
And later find out you’re wiping your tears with that same tissue
Did your lifetime of isolation finally catch up?
Trying to find other options but there’s just no matchup
After years we're still trustworthy but not really close
Just enough for you to tell me about the cause of what I thought you had yourself chose
Something that keeps your mind and actions from being normal
Sorry to myself but maybe we're not so different after all
I don’t really think someone's up there always watching
But cases like yours makes it seem not like coincidences
Is it karma? It is fate? You never hurt me like that
Or anyone else that I’ve heard of yet
I don’t really think someone's up there always watching
Planning every move, reaction and happening
It’s just hard to believe you’d be hurt by someone with a certain issue
And later find out you’re wiping your tears with that same tissue
Oh...~
Oh...~
file N (3:31)
Obliviate
No matter what I say or try You are the sole person Who can change what happens inside The greatest reason why I have to, one more time Sigh and to you write
Hope you'll see it before it's too late And try to change this confusing fate Once upon a time I called you mate Wondering if we’d ever share the same plate
Why is your comfort zone Making others alone? Why you try more than once To make them miss you for months? And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
Why is your comfort zone Making others alone? Why you try more than once To make them miss you for months? And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
Did you know you're making others feel guilty? You might feel it but silence only leads to anxiety Maybe we should just forget you Like you seem to forget all of us Erased from existence, for eternal instants
Hope you'll see it before it's too late Once upon a time I called you something great But just like that old interest Everything’s slowly burning, faded away
Why is your comfort zone Making others alone? Why you try more than once To make them miss you for months? And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done Everyone feels alone Over are the years, not only months And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
Why stay quiet, ignoring me When you're the one taking it all personally Why stay quiet, ignoring me Now I’m becoming the ignorant one here Tired of waiting for mere grains Fractions of shared joys and greatest pains Tired of waiting, having No defense from your indifference
Why is your comfort zone Making others alone? Why you try more than once To make them miss you for months? And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done Everyone feels alone Over are the years, not only months And when the tides break the dam You play the part that's damned Like flooding tears are your own Not of others when you’re gone
file D (5:08)
Intangible
Bodies disconnected from minds
Hearts connected with either
But never both at the same time
That's how you said your machinery works
Trying to define what you're unsure
Of which parts are metal and which irrational
Oh......
Why is it so different for us
So much easier when you're with others
No longer adding despite the sync, only minus
After all these years
It's become tough to switch gears
Because chains are nowhere
Except between that coveted unit
Reaching forward I can touch what you feel for me
But not how you feel it
How to feel when your touch is unreal
How to feel when your touch is unreal
How to feel when your touch is unreal
Doesn’t matter how I dress up
Behave or try to change up
Nothing can manage to impress
Yet everything else’s still the best
Can this be worth the drama
Of more possible trauma
Because I just can’t figure out
How to feel when your touch is unreal
You’re still trying to process the pain
From what happened in that moment
No oil could fix what was sabotaged then
I won’t dare to ask for much
You still so deeply fill me up
But it’s all emotional, not physically
Reaching forward I can touch what you feel for me
But not how you feel it
How to feel when your touch is unreal
(instrumental)
How to feel when your touch is unreal
Doesn’t matter how I dress up
Behave or try to change up
Nothing can manage to impress
Yet everything else’s still the best
Can this be worth the power
Of more possible trauma
Because I just can’t figure out
How to feel when your touch is unreal
Oh......
Intermission (2:47)
The Break
I thank the dusk for always hiding my sins
I bow to the Devil before the fights he always wins
And that demon is wearing my skin, it's inside of me
Do I break or do I die? Do I wait for the end of times?
Controlled and guided by ropes in the darkness
The ventriloquist is my ego
Ripped and divided, the script and the writer
I still listen to the echo
My head aches
My body shakes
My spirit quakes
How long can I take before I break?
Every prayer eventually has an answer
Will it come before it’s too late?
Through all the customs, I’m only a dancer
Steps away from high heart rate
Or is it theirs? Is it my own?
Urges trying to appear deep from bones
But cannot let the fire out of my locked gates
Controlled and guided by ropes in the darkness
The ventriloquist is my ego
Ripped and divided, the script and the writer
I still listen to the echo
My head aches
My body shakes
My spirit quakes
How long can I take before I break?
How much longer can I take before my break?
How much longer can one take before the break?
file V (5:09)
Metafiction
Directions
Guided, given, not ordered
To what could become
Shared joined discovery
What can’t with the eyes be seen
What the ears can’t properly listen
Soon just become clear
All that’s needed is to from them hear
“One true script” is far from right
Many more will form in time
All that’s in between will shine
Shutting eyes to blur the lines
Finding meaning from outside
All it does is try to hide
So much more in digit marks
Opened mind to see the dark
Remembering is so difficult
How research is far from perfect
Attention to what’s in between lines
Causes cover the effects
The audience has chosen
And at that point, there’s no return
Never ready to fall
Not from grace, but their own pedestal
What the mind can’t process
What the soul just cannot comprehend
But thanks to that one speech
Which they always repeat
“One true script” is far from right
Many more will form in time
All that’s in between will shine
Shutting eyes to blur the lines
Finding meaning from outside
All it does is try to hide
So much more in digit marks
Opened mind to see the dark
But after all, there are so many for each
To reach matters much more than to preach
How “Practice makes perfect
But you can’t change what you can’t predict”
“One true script” is far from right
Many more will form in time
All that’s in between will shine
Shutting eyes to blur the lines
Finding meaning from outside
All it does is try to hide
So much more in digit marks
Opened mind to see the dark
file F (4:28)
Shattered Sight
The first to come to me with a smile
Among people that looked so vile
And were confirmed to be
We and the second laughed about it
Welcomed me with open arms
So unlike all other hearts
Held and still holds me for years to come
Each slowly cracking piece
Fixed by united peace
Now forever my eyes will stay open wide
Now forever there’s so much more than just one sight
Our embrace will stay, not lay and die
From now on there’s much more than a lonely I
The third one still shines bright to this day
Even though from far away
Reflected by the sea
Far from the bridge
Welcomed each other in open arms
Despite all the broken parts
Seeing myself in your eyes when we’re close
Each shard of memory
Sharpened with need, leaving every scar in me~
Now forever my eyes will stay open wide
Now forever there’s so much more than just one sight
Our embrace will stay, not lay and die
From now on there’s much more than a lonely I
There were endless possibilities
About how things could have gone
Six months, a year, whatever it is
That could changed intertwined fates
But these loves are the kind
That open more than eyes~
(instrumental)
But now we’re nearing the end
Of the greatest fight of our lives
Don’t know yet how the next will start
Can’t bear to face that truth
To not always have all of you
No time to think of the fourth
When we should be ready to move forth
Now forever my eyes won't stay dry but wide
Now forever there’s so much more than just one sight
My embrace will stay even when dying
From now on is there much more than a lonely I?
Welcome I'll be, right in their arms
No longer in these empty parts
Ah...~
file R (3:47)
Oceanic
Our rivers flow down low
From springs high above
Every stream leads differently
Hoping to find the wide ending
Full of possibility
But none led to the same ocean
Always a different beach
Bringing only doubt and uncertainty
Beyond what we can reach
You tell me you're not sure
About all the choices
That could remain pure
But want to be changed by voices
Tell me now just once before you forget
Are you seeing black, red or gold yet?
Now just ask me the same question again
How much more is still out to gain there?
Will it ever be enough to satiate
The void that never cared
Because you never were the one who put it there
It's voices telling you what you should have
Watch how there are new paths
No longer on your map
And no matter how far you've come
There's still things to be done
Places to go, stories to meet
Feelings to know, airs to breathe
But you look back through the stern
See how far you have turned
But can't find no rewarding
Long gone is the sense of discovery
You tell me you're not sure
About all the choices
That could remain pure
But want to be changed by voices
Tell me now just once before you forget
Are you seeing black, red or gold yet?
Now just ask me the same question again
How much more is still out to gain there?
Will it ever be enough to satiate
The void that never cared
Because you never were the one who put it there
It's voices telling you what you should have
Why did I never dive into something
That could bring much more meaning
To existing?
Inside or outside then?
Don't know where's the problem
How to find satisfaction
When it feels out of your jurisdiction?
Tell me now just once before you forget
Are you seeing black, red or gold yet?
Now just ask me the same question again
How much more is still out to gain there?
Will it ever be enough to satiate
The void that never cared
Because you never were the one who put it there
It's voices telling you what you should have
file L (3:05)
Cheers to the Living
Late night conversations about whatever we could
From the new weekly episode
To whether good is really good
When there were second intentions
Deliberately or in unconscious mode
There is a feeling I’m unable to describe
Fullfiment that I wish could always be prescribed
But you’ll understand me, much more than most
So tonight, to you, I raise this toast
(instrumental)
Why can't every night be like this
There's nothing like partying and not worrying
But what builds value is rarity, not repetition
Perhaps helping us realize that is our mission
There are some moments that are not bound by the clock
Not bound by mere lands, skies or docks
But you’ll understand me, much more than most
So tonight, to you, I raise this toast
(instrumental)
Only for eternal nights...
With you, I’ll raise this toast
Couldn't even finish our old bottle of wine
Too much excitement so I tripped and cried
Not out of pain or self pity
Only thanks to cheers to the living
Epilogue (5:26)
Do I really attract that many troubled people?
Am I just a well they can pour their issues into?
A drawer to stuff full of info too?
Or am I, as I like to believe
Actually good at helping them
Understand themselves and their problems
So much better than I would do to myself?
Even the ones I'm not that close to
Come to me with walls of problems I can barely understand
And yet I have to give an answer, support
No matter how much myself I contort
How much of them was formed by me helping
How much of me was formed by helping them
But I can decide when it starts or ends
When I flip the page, it will be my own command
Not by many other hands
Is it selfish or is it sane
To compare how much I receive in return?
Some of them have helped me out so many times
Others won't listen to me talking for even a minute
And others don't even look at me anymore
Even the ones I'm not that close to
Come to me with walls of problems I can barely understand
And yet I have to give an answer, support
No matter how much myself I contort
How much of them was formed by me helping
How much of me was formed by helping them
But I can decide when it starts or ends
When I flip the page, it will be my own command
Not by many other hands
(instrumental...)
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