Bell Etage

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All Our Mothers and Fathers 03:35 Tools
Kissing At First Date 03:17 Tools
Avalanche 05:18 Tools
A Drop of the Universe 04:51 Tools
Flood Warnings On Television 05:42 Tools
Feeding the Dog 03:07 Tools
If You Should Work 03:10 Tools
Pas Du Sucre 04:27 Tools
Feathers in the Washing Machine 04:05 Tools
Scared to Death 04:16 Tools
Amusement Park 04:55 Tools
Trumpet Song 05:11 Tools
Dorothea 07:15 Tools
Big Golden Bow 05:01 Tools
Seasons 05:10 Tools
Front Seat Passenger 05:14 Tools
Thank God the Mermaids 05:10 Tools
Children 'til Today 03:59 Tools
Ocean in Disorder 02:10 Tools
Paper Helicopter 02:28 Tools
When I was sober 04:26 Tools
Raven 03:07 Tools
Carnival 03:07 Tools
Swim Out 03:07 Tools
Nothing Less Deliberate 03:07 Tools
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Bell Etage is a modern rock band founded in vienna, austria. www.belletage.at It's all about sex. Or loneliness, depending on the different characters. On one side there are Elvis Presley and James Brown, imagine them stomping on the stage floor with one arm pointing into the audience singing about what they're gonna do when a girl might be lonesome that very night. A world of kisses and desire, sometimes a world of loss and regret. ...on the other side, call it the opposite or not, amongst a million other bands and small stars, there are Bell Etage. The Mojo never really reaches the surface. It floats arround in the cellars and hidden floors. The music might be rhythmical and have a 1000 Volts of power, but something is broken about it. The message is wrapped up in a veil, you see it's there but you can't be sure. "My house is crowded with a couple of strangers, when you need them as friends you don't care 'bout the danger, that you turn out to be the visitor." That is the first line of the Trumpet Song. So when you finally leave the house, for whatever reasons, you look at it differently, and you look at all the other things differently. Maybe you took a glance through the window from time to time, but when there's light inside you mostly see the reflections. However, the songs are made of the observations from out there. You might return one day to your house but the wilderness you will remember. So the songs are the messengers that are sent to whereever with unclear orders, and when they are knocking at your door they look confused, like having lost pieces of their memory or something like this. They want to tell you what they have to say but in the same moment they don't want to. There is an aura of alarm to it, but the louder and the more flashing it gets the more the silence comes out. Like the darkness that begins to get clearer when an ambulance is driving on a country road at night. It is the silence opening up between all the drums, bass, cello, elecric guitars and voices. It's all about sex, loneliness and silence. But mostly it's about the hope inside of that very ambulance truck. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.