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Pleine Noirceur

by Fuck The Facts

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fyeahmetal Grindcore is typically "external" music (energy flows outward, often directed at something specific), so this album is interesting because it's very internal, lyrically and sonically. Grind is a connecting thread here, but there's so much other stuff mixed in - blackened atmospherics, death metal, noise rock, post-rock melodies - recorded and produced extremely well by Topon Das. More grind bands are exploring these territories now, like Cloud Rat and Wake, but FTF paved the way for them. Favorite track: Everything I Love Is Ending.
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juju Outstanding <3
probably my favorite FTF album Favorite track: Doubt, Fear, Neglect.
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momentoscars I been a fan since 2003. Disgorge mexico and stigmata were my favorites and sort ov songs that you listen very often. Pleine noirceur is clearly my new favourite. The vibe of that album, the energy and the emotions are mindblowing. Favorite track: Sans Lumière.
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1.
Running after time, the time I don’t have Chasing my tail, facing the wall, The one that I’ve built over time Adding tasks and expectations to the list Making it so impossible to reach the top Still, I find myself trying so hard to climb it The collapse and the guilt The sense of failure for not reaching it Constantly preoccupied Planning all the moments to come I forgot how to live in the moment, how to enjoy the now Lost in my days and out of breath Yet, I feel worthless when I allow myself to rest Going through the motions Buried within layers of indifference, All I see is in monochrome Everything feels like a chore This beast of my own making that I despise I’m empty Reflecting on the past I want to bring back the drive
2.
Ailleurs 01:17
Lorsque je serai vieille et seule je me lèverai et partirai Sans racine Il me restera si peu d’attaches Ceux qui resteront ne diront rien Quand j’en aurai assez, j’irai ailleurs
3.
Les alarmes sonnent, elles détonnent J’ai l’espoir qui pèse lourd La tempête est si proche J’embarque dans le refrain Qui joue en boucle de nouveau ce juillet La mélodie est si familière Les accords sont tristes, dissonants, déprimants Je fredonne quelques instants Pliée en deux, c’est au centre que la douleur crie Ici c’est sombre, c’est vide, c’est triste, c’est laid Je suis le vent froid d’hiver La nuit glaciale, qui balaie, qui lègue la mort sur passage Dans mes entrailles arides, c'est la pleine noirceur Tu n’y resteras pas Ma porte marquée d’une grande croix rouge vif On attendait sagement la mort mais elle est déjà passée Je subsiste malgré l’adversaire avide Je suis le vent froid d’hiver La nuit glaciale qui balaie, qui lègue la mort sur passage Me réchauffer l’intérieur La soif, c’est pour envelopper ma peine Lever le poids de ma tristesse Je me donne le temps Défaite, le cœur vidé Je vais être ok Mais pas aujourd’hui, ni demain Je me donne le temps Je dois me fabriquer de beaux souvenirs
4.
Aube 01:24
Je dois me l’inventer, ce beau souvenir. Laisse-moi une chance
5.
Cette ville qui ne crée pas de racines L’on y vit longtemps, l’on y est jamais chez soi Le sens donné aux endroits n’est qu’utilitaire, temporaire Les besoins superflus rapidement comblés par des endroits interchangeables Les propriétaires absents, les clients exigeants Les gens passent, leurs vies se croisent Ils deviennent importants l’un pour l’autre, pour un temps Puis changent, disparaissent,se désintéressent Sans insister, la page est tournée Comme un fait inévitable, l’on a consommé ce qu’il y avait C’est terminé Nos corps, à la fois si près et si loin Le fossé que l’on a crée Les voisins pressent le pas de peur de se croiser sur un palier L’on s’ignore Et ce grand vide à combler La misère des autres nous laisse indifférents La douleur À la main tendue; le recul, le repli Retranchés, l’on ne sort que pour acheter.
6.
Sans Racines 00:38
Le jour, que rues sombres Ne s’y rendent que la pluie et la nuit sans étoiles Que néons et réverbères L’arbre presque mort entre deux dalles de béton Cette ville, tu ne t’y sens jamais vraiment chez toi
7.
We will turn to dust Doomed, we live We refuse to accept the inevitable; we aren’t so special It feels horrible Everything I love is ending I believed what we live mattered Making all those moments count It seems so pointless now I’m crushed All the efforts engaged, when everyone that I know, love and hate will leave me Why can’t I forget that for a second? I can’t stop thinking I am waiting for you, for you to leave Like everybody else will, you will
8.
We both know it is our last time together I’m not ready for this I’m telling myself lies to stay strong for us
9.
The infection is spreading Like a field infested with insects, with pests that multiply Unable to treat the infection, it’s becoming larger You can’t handle; you let it go You let it take over Leaving the open field for them to multiply You don’t care because what grows is not deemed worth the fight As a result your plants are dying at an alarming rate Nobody bats an eye We only hear well written public statements full of promises We hear you say you’re concerned, that you understand But nothing is done State of emergency; where are the resources? It’s all talk Help isn’t on the way Communities will remain under strain Pushed to the breaking point Everyone is scrambling to save lives As long as you feel their lives do not matter, they will keep dying
10.
L'abandon 02:07
En cet instant précis, c’est le vide Un moment de lucidité dérangeant Je ne ressens rien que ma froideur Tant détachée À tout autre instant, ton absence me dévore Je comprends maintenant l’abandon
11.
An Ending 03:27
If we stand together we might have a chance But we’re so far apart
12.
_cide 03:59
Doomed at birth Born in the wrong place, the wrong time Disposed, dehumanized to justify their crime Buried alive or left to nature Because you are a burden Because you are a drain The violence too often accepted, even encouraged Perpetrated within a system that believes you are inferior and ensures you remain there You are more an object, a commodity, not an equal On your frail shoulders The weight you’ve always carried You belong to others The violence will come, don’t you dare to be free How will this all end?

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released November 20, 2020

Music by Topon Das and Mathieu Vilandré
Lyrics and vocals by Mel Mongeon

Recorded at Apartment 2 by Topon Das & Scott Burniston
Mixed and mastered by Topon Das

Artwork and layout by Mélanie Mongeon

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Canadian Bastardized Grindcore.

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