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Slithering
01:29
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Slithering
(Claudio Conti)
Lies are your inner self
Lies are your treason
Lies are your silhouette
hovering
Lies are your stepping stones
Lies are your freedom
Lies aren't placid spells
slithering
You'll go to foreign places
you slow down pourin' down your drops of anger
eleven knights in danger
you slow down, pourin' down your drops of anger
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00301
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2. |
Straws & Popsicles
03:17
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Straws & Popsicles
(Claudio Conti)
And she seems so serious
And the guy’s looking somewhere else
And she soaks her sexy dress
And the guy’s enjoying cherry Dr. Pepper
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding any kind of old style
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding, super – fake, sensational
She knows well how to unload her boyfriend’s gun
And the fields are flourishing because of drugs
Originate a new idea, kiss a Camel Lights
You’re too showy, hissing on the dance floor
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding any kind of old style
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding, super – fake, sensational
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding any kind of old style
The newspaper says she’s in a fashion parade
Avoiding, super – fake, sensational
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00302
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3. |
Hydrants
02:13
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Hydrants
(Claudio Conti)
Fire hydrants refresh my summer days
I read a book, take a look and it never rains
Oh my house will never know
Oh my heart will never blow
And when that icy jet of water will come to me and relieve my red hot skin
Crowds will be dancing down the streets, they’ll be barefoot and the sidewalks wet
ah-ah-ah-a
Fire hydrants just stay close to my dazed head
Sun is up, I read a book and sweat like a fool
Oh my blood will never flow
Oh my life is I don’t know
Fire hydrants become my energy
‘cause the protection that I needed was just too low
Oh my mind is picking gold
Oh the sky is getting old
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00303
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Crayons
03:40
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Crayons
(Claudio Conti)
Crayons liberate gentle teenagers
I look at the sun and it gets me the feathers, beloved Anne freshens the lemonade
Far from havens fledgeling betrayers
Tonight it’s alright we’re going to get to the vested land, release a paper crane
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
In rows we fly under an azure sky beholding the mountains
you shall decide whether to live or die beholding the mountains
The mountains
Crayons liberate gentle teenagers
Your sign of the zodiac gives me the shivers
I draw again and throw away the pens
Far from evil, sending a letter
Tonight it’s alright we’re going to get to the vested land, release a paper crane
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
In rows we fly under an azure sky beholding the mountains
you shall decide whether to live or die beholding the mountains
In rows we fly under an azure sky beholding the mountains
you shall decide whether to live or die beholding the mountains
The mountains
The mountains
The mountains
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00304
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5. |
Bouganville
03:13
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Bouganville
(Claudio Conti)
Sink back into a dream, she doesn’t know what you mean, television in flames, keep on walking and
Gnaw your fingernails, sip your favourite tea inside of the bouganville secret garden and
Show me the red rooms, I’m waiting for food, the best you can do is to live at twelve noon
Fifty people seated only seven people standing
Everybody’s smoking to create the rainbow cloud
In my thoughts I feel the dancer turning towards me
Is it a yellow guitar the sign of a new rise?
Enclose the smell of the plants and lock it in your eyes
Let colorful flashbacks out of your creative mind
Sink back into a dream, guests are strewn everywhere, I'm in the open, just laid on a mown lawn and
Get through icy beer, cannot see anything clear, buffet tables surrounded again,
you saw your pleasures relieved, in a gingery feel but then prevailed the deep blue when a Moon kissed the gloom
Fifty people seated only seven people standing
Everybody’s smoking to create the rainbow cloud
In my thoughts I feel the dancer turning towards me
Is it a yellow guitar the sign of a new rise?
Enclose the smell of the plants and lock it in your eyes
Let colorful flashbacks out of your creative mind
Open your mind to the bouganville and grin
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00305
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6. |
Bewitching Woman
03:06
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Bewitching Woman
(Claudio Conti)
Walking with her dog I saw another time the bewitching woman
Trimmed with lace and white her dress has blinded all the passers by
ohhh ohhh ohhh
Today is twentyfive, the ponytail enlightens the wide valley
She finds the promenade while currents join the gardens and subside
ohhh ohhh ohhh
Who lives with the bewitching woman
Will she read poems in her yard
Myrrh candles make a scented circle
Cannot find some yellow darts
Who knows where's her house
Who knows her pleasant bed
Who knows where's her house
With purple baroque drapes
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00306
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7. |
A Pleasant Inn
02:47
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A Pleasant Inn
(Claudio Conti)
Have you visited the cozy inn
It's a magical dream to just be sitting and eat
Have you seen the pretty pleasant inn
They have the best cuisine suggested by a queen
Have you finished your delicious meal
It's an instant need to come back and think
Have you ever been to this serene, pleasant, charming inn
it's so close by
And my fennel is dressed with olive oil
I'm really having a rest
And the bridge on the wall brings me joy
What else would you want?
Have you visited the cozy inn
It's a magical dream to just be sitting and eat
Have you seen the pretty, pleasant inn
they have the best cuisin suggested by the queen
Have you finished your delicious meal
It's an instant need to come back and think
Have you ever been to this serene, pleasant, charming inn
It's so close by
And my carrots are flavored and minced
Between mouthfuls I drink
Room temperature water and
Seek and ye shall find
And my fennel is dressd with olive oil
I'm really having a rest
And the bridge on the wall brings me joy
What else would you want?
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00307
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8. |
King of Spades
02:36
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King of Spades
(Claudio Conti)
King of spades, another place I’ve seen today
Took off the raincoat in the rain
They see their houses far away
And left a note for those who stay
King of spades, the north is close and seems astray
They’re looking through the window pane
Luxuriant dinners urge to stay
The same old bet I’m going to pay
King of spades realizes the outrage
Anyway think back to the parade
King of spades realizes the outrage
Anyway think back to the parade
King of spades, another place I’ve seen today
Took off the raincoat in the rain
They see their houses far away
And left a note for those who stay
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00308
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9. |
Lone Wolf
02:21
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Lone Wolf
(Claudio Conti)
Ahha ahha ahha ahha
Found the key to the westward, wellingtons fit on my shoes
Me and Peter my fond friend will be sprinkled with our wanderlust
Unknown brooks skillfully overtaken with cardboard boxes as a canoe
Endless inland towns, what a landscape from our VW bus!!!
Ahha ahha ahha ahha
Found a way to provide myself with food
So wholesome, crouched down, on a desert island
Happy as a sandboy, life has passed me by
Museum of shells, lone wolf, lone wolf, thinking...
Ahha ahha ahha ahha
Found the key to the westward, wellingtons fit on my shoes
Me and Peter my fond friend will be sprinkled with our wanderlust
Unknown brooks skillfully overtaken with cardboard boxes as a canoe
Endless inland towns, what a landscape from our VW bus!!!
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00309
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10. |
Olympus Girl
03:11
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Olympus Girl
(Claudio Conti)
Another pisces under these white fleecy clouds
Her beauty runs by the amazement of the boy
Another agile Taurus opens the lighted door
A laid down angel leaves behind intense rainfalls
Slowness takes away the glance from me
It could have been a balcony talk, I could have touched the smooth skin
Gentleness sways proud and filled with streams
The fleecy clouds lead in the skies and never seem to say goodnight
Another mild scene
Looking for your blue damask
I smelled her coming
In a grove of sycomores
Blackberry bushes saw you naked
Without a torch
A laid down angel
Leaves behind intense rainfalls
Slowness takes away the glance from me
It could have been a balcony talk, I could have touched the smooth skin
Gentleness sways proud and filled with streams
The fleecy clouds lead in the skies and never seem to say goodnight
Follow in the woods the Olympus girl
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00310
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11. |
Axes and Barrows
02:48
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Axes and Barrows
(Claudio Conti)
Axes and barrows are mean
The blankets of leaves are suffocating me
Killing the body would mean choosing open wide dreams
Goodbye my fair blindness
Still holding the newborn
Believing or being torn
Still holding the newborn
We’re floating without boards
Axes and barrows are keen on bringing relief,
My shade is fading in this eden
Seeking a shelter would mean giving up olden means
I’m under weight and I am...
Still holding the newborn
Believing or being torn
Still holding the newborn
We’re floating without boards
They idolize
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00311
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And the Fox was run to Earth
(Claudio Conti)
Expensive mission, no one’s watching over them
The thoughtlessness is lost, poachers come again
It’s meant to be the cruelty, karma’s sadly dead
Vanity orders, they fly to get the highest item
And the fox was run to earth
Watched behind, ran away, in the dark
The fox was run to earth
taking its chances to survive
And the fox was run to earth
Watched behind, ran away, camouflaged
The fox was run to earth
taking its chances to survive
Those loaded guns, their vans, they dance, doesn’t make sense
How could they make it, there’s nothing left but fear
Hide anywhere, shove off, away from greedy steps
The landscape’s gentle, it’ll cover you tonight
And the fox was run to earth
Watched behind, ran away, in the dark
The fox was run to earth
taking its chances to survive
And the fox was run to earth
Watched behind, ran away, camouflaged
The fox was run to earth
taking its chances to survive
And the fox was run to earth
Watched behind, ran away, in the dark
The fox was run to earth
taking its chances to survive
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00312
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13. |
Strand Conversation
03:13
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Strand Conversation
(Claudio Conti)
Homophobe I'm glad I found you
In the residence
In the cocktail bar
Where else?
And the massese are gossiping about your
forked toungue, moron!
I have come to deliver
The winds of whale to your life
I have come to deliver
A mocking voice and evil eyes
Homophobe you're sitting all alone
Smoking in the John
We know all about your wild... longing
And your days will be so demeaning
we'll all say... moron!
I have come to deliver
The winds of whale to your life
I have come to deliver
A mocking voice and evil eyes
I have come to deliver
The winds of whale to your life
I have come to deliver
Shoals of letdowns to your life
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00313
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14. |
Warbler
02:48
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Warbler
(Claudio Conti)
Warbler
Saw you nesting
On the blades
Warbler
Loves the bushes
In the Sun
Never wanted to leave that hyacinth
Never wanted to learn a sacred hymn
Warbler
Is a free king
Sings along
Warbler
Rays the forest
In the rain
Never wanted to leave that hyacinth
Hear unusual songs from the pine trees
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00314
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Automobiles
03:53
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Automobiles
(Claudio Conti)
Night knows what kind of day is
Back and forth exhale their smoke
A myriad of colors
Night knows what kind of day is today
Automobiles are driving into the highways
Automobiles take you in a safe place
Night grows while they're shifting gears
Alone they measure their thoughts
And blinking lights blind
The pureness of these restless days
Automobiles are driving into the highways
Automobiles take you in a safe place
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00315
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16. |
Magical Day
03:26
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Magical Day
(Claudio Conti)
Smooth was the road and unexpected was the breeze
Air in the wind, the beauty of the trees
Clear was the sky, the river was inside of me
Dream of the week, an independent woman came
Linked to the leaves, my memory rose and disclosed
Secrets of sounds, our glory’s growing from the ground
Life is on your tree, I want to see, I want to be
Life is on the stream, cover up the silent hymn
Rhythms see beyond, belligerancy did exist
Nice is the staying, the vulnerable soul now takes
Pictures in green, the stepping stones releaved the pond,
Chant of the swans, beset another purple day
Life is on your tree, I want to see, I want to be
Life is on the stream, cover up the silent hymn
That was a magical day
ISRC: IT-P0X-14-00316
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Magic Salad Cagliari, Italy
Magic Salad is a folk rock band located in Cagliari (Italy) formed in 2011 by Claudio Conti (lead vocalist / guitar player)
and Davide Sgualdini (drummer / producer).
The sound of Magic Salad and its musical composition are deeply influenced by the dissimilar roots of the band's members:
The Beatles, Tim Buckley, Fleet Foxes and Andrew Lloyd Webber's “Jesus Christ Superstar” are the main ones.
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14 artists creatively join together in the ambitious project of interpreting, in their own way, the complex struggle of opposites, yin&yang, choosing as theater piece the progressing of a chess game.
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