Monika Roscher Bigband - A Taste Of The Apocalypse (Official Video)

A Taste Of The Apocalypse - by Monika Roscher Bigband

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From the upcoming album "Witchy Activities And The Maple Death" (May 5th
2023, Zenna Records). A prog big band of
18 musicians between avant-pop, art-rock and math-jazz.
Monika Roscher Bigband ‪@nicaroschea‬

Video by Jona Riese, Lukas Bunke and Paul Schweller
Coloring by Juri Beythien
Light by Johannes Voltz
Location Hubertussaal Nürnberg

BAND:
Julian Schunter: Alt
Jan Kiesewetter: Alt
Jasmin Gundermann: Ten
Michael Schreiber: Ten
Sebastian Nagler: Bari

Tp:
Felix Blum
Angela Avetisyan
Vincent Eberle
Felix Ecke

Tb:
Alistair Duncan
Christoph Müller
Christine Müller
Jakob Grimm

Rhythm Section:
Monika Roscher: Guitar, Vocals
Hannes Dieterle: Electronics
Josef Reßle: Piano
Ferdinand Roscher: Bass
Tom Friedrich: Drums

Music:
Composed by Monika Roscher and Hannes Dieterle
Arrangement by Monika Roscher
Lyrics written by Monika Roscher
Recorded and engineered by Manfred Mildenberger
Additional recordings by Gerd Baumann (vocals)
Mixed by Matthias Leichtle and Willy Löster
Mastered by Alex Kloss

The copyright in this sound recording is owned by Zenna Records, all rights reserved zennarecords.com

Lyrics:
A Taste of the Apocalypse

Tell me what are your new features
bewildering scenes stole my mind
and your figure is blurring
in the window next to mine

Deepened state of illusion
consciousness I can't regain
shiny programs once enabled
can't be stopped or nullified

But are we not ghosts
are we not in control
or are we just ghosts
drawn from the whole

Now that we
need you the most
you just went up in smoke
and left us a note
all words undisclosed

I remember you were not the same
all distant selves scattered lost
sleepwalking through a one way street
the rushing stream's new binary spirit
made promises to good to tell
we wandered off these solid grounds
and reached the gates to gell

But are we not ghosts
are we not in control
or are we just ghosts
drawn from the whole

There was a
summer so soft
all gone but not lost
boys that we've loved
never enough

Where am I on this road
who made us run this race
how come we were making way
just to find us all erased

But are we not ghosts
are we not in control
or are we just ghosts
drawn from the whole

(Unleash the beast
we can't control
are we just ghosts
not in control)

But are we not ghosts
are we not in control
parade of the ghosts
parade of the ghosts

(Letters of love
all purpose heart
floating above)