The Rise

Today a little pack was left on my desk. It came from London. It was from Philip. Id est: LeBleu.

The Concept album "The Rise and Fall of LeBleu" is out. You can check the song I helped to write and sing in our space.

Here's the first review:

GIBBERISH

"Le Blue is an occasional concept band driven by Edinburgh based musician, Philip Lockwood Holmes. His second album, released via Google Checkout is now available and is an imaginative and pretty ambitious travelogue through the history of civilisations that have risen and fallen over the eons. ... / The stand out track, Rock in the Empire, in collaboration with Mark Zonda from Tiny Tide verges on Rock and Roll."



You can find the album HERE.



Here's he lyrics:

" Checking all the maps that brought me here
Noise still in my head
Places at my back crossed with an x
Red marks on my path

Engine waiting still and cold at touch
Nations in my hands
Wondering how hard was for a man
To ride from land to land

Ages since I held your marble arms
Far away from here
Once you were the centre of the World
Then you crawled in fear

AND ALL THAT WE HAVE LEFT
IS ROCK IN THE EMPIRE
ALL THOSE THICKY STONES THROUGH YOU AND ME

RUINS EVERYWHERE AND ROCK IN THE EMPIRE
BURNING MILES AND MILES THROUGHT YOU ANE ME

Dancing to the sound of drums and claps
Conquered by a smile
You won’t turn me down, your faith and pride
Won’t shake these walls tonight

Dates are numbers on a paper killing moments cut of labour nailing our future to the past
You rope me in some romantic jokes

Holding on the power till I’m done
To live each spark of life
Free at last from orders, can’t realize
I’m still a slave to vice

Blinking lights are flashing over people pop and fade in new positions bringing balance to the dance
Colliding in your Jin & Coke


AND ALL THAT WE HAVE LEFT
IS ROCK IN THE EMPIRE
ALL THOSE THICKY STONES THROUGH YOU AND ME

RUINS EVERYWHERE AND ROCK IN THE EMPIRE
BURNING MILES AND MILES THROUGHT YOU ANE ME

Shut your silly voice and hide that smile
time are changing fast
Keep apart the triumphs and the best
And give them all the rest

When it’s over dark come closer killing sparks and blowing moments cloaking every witness on the track
Grey sparrows picking off the bread

I was never meant to be afraid
I was never meant to be afraid
I was never meant to be so late
I was never meant to save a pray

Dazzles coming in a thunder drawing circles over temples leaving all that beauty at their back
Black leather in some ionic slams

Killing all the conquests of the past
Killing all the conquests of the past
Lead away the future from the grave
Throw dices on that muddy lap

Coming home with no solutions for my august revolution pulling off the helmet from the head
Was your world ready for this mess"