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Discography:
Die Künstlergemeinschaft um Sängerin Sandra Schleret und Songwriter Christian Marx hat sich seit ihrem bemerkenswerten Debut zu einer festen Band formiert und legt nun mit "Masquerade" ein verspieltes wie souveränes Konzeptablum vor. Wenn der Erstling "Komödia" schon eine musikalische Verwandschaft zum Musical erahnen ließ, dann haben DREAMS OF SANITY mit ihrem neuen Album auch thematisch den Bogen geschlagen. Und so tauchen sie hinab in die Schattenwelt des Geächteten: dem Phantom der Oper ... Alles begann mit dem Roman "Das Phantom der Oper" von Gaston Leroux. Diesem folgten unzählige Verfilmungen und ein weltbekanntes Musical von Charles Hart und Andrew Lloyd Webber. Während diese Werke zumeist schön gestaltete Nacherzählungen der Handlung darstellen, gelang es nur wenigen, den Charakteren der Hauptfiguren, dem Phantom Eric und der Tänzerin Christine, näher zu treten oder einen tieferen Blick hinter ihre Masken zu werfen. So drängte sich die Frage auf , in wie weit man seiner Persönlichkeit eine Maske aufsetzen und zur Lebensfähigkeit die Anpassung vollstrecken muß. Ausgehend von der Romanvorlage entstand in einer sensiblen Annäherung an seine Persönlichkeit eine mehrteilige Auseinandersetzung mit den Beweggründen der in sich selbst zerrissenen Titelfigur. Die musikalische Umsetzung fand in den einfühlsamen Kompositionen des Songwriters Christian Marx eine intensive Sprache, die von den bildhaften Arrangements und den virtuosen Händen des Bandeigenen Pianisten Frédéric Heil vertieft und verziert wurde. Der unvergleichlich ausdruckstarken Stimme von Sandra Schleret genügen in diesem Zusammenhang jedoch kaum noch Worte. So reicht die Sprache, angefangen bei dem mitreißenden "Masquerade 1", hinein in das "Masquerade - Interlude", der Geburt des Phantoms, und gipfelt schließlich in dem so abgründigen wie schönen "Masquerade 4". Als zusätzliche Auseinandersetzung mit der Thematik und Annäherung an die musikalische Ebene der Geschichte nahmen sich DREAMS OF SANITY dem Titelstück des Hart/Webber Musicals an, und übersetzten dieses in ihre eigene Sprache. Dabei sollte das Phantom, entgegen der Orginalaufnahmen, bereits in seinem Gesang die zerbrechlich dunkle Zerissenheit des Charakters aufzeigen. Für diese Rolle fand man in Tilo Wolff (LACRIMOSA) einen ausdrucksstarken Interpreten, der im Duett mit Sandra Schleret dem Zwiegespräch von Eric und Christine eine nie gekannte, fast magische Dimension verlieh. |
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| Lyrics: Masquerade act 1 In which a mask is applied not only shielding the ugliness The loneliness weaving wonders Left me alone as daydawn came. The birdcry's timbre seemed like thunder - to spit on me - it was the lark. And on these daybreaks of my life Kept closed my eyes for seconds more. When dreams freeflow the bending mind Of all the grief and fear be gone. And on these daybreaks of my life Kept closed my eyes for seconds more. When dreams freeflow the bending mind Of all the grief and fear be gone. And on these daybreaks of your life Just close your eyes and live within Oh let them flow and bend your mind Try to believe the fear is gone. Start piercing me you wicked ghosts! Your voices sneak from red-rubbed lips! Those tangling whispers - want to soothe me, But start what I've never dared to speak of. As slowly as I dropped the cape - the slumber sweet as velvet fell - I saw the smiling face of a day that blew away my ease at once. Not love not happiness I dreamed of No hope for this so rotten live? How can I tame? How can I hide This twisted me I cannot fight? Not love not happiness I dreamed No hope for this so rotten live? How can I tame? How can I hide This twised me I cannot fight? Not love not happieness you dreamed of Lose hope for your so rotten live. You cannot tame, just try to hide It's you - It's me - you try to hide! Start piercing me you wicked ghosts! Your voices sneak from red-rubbed lips! Those tangling whispers - want to sooth me, But start what I've never dared to speak of. "Goodbye to Eric" I heard my screams And hoped that echos would reload in me And strengthen me for this inhumanizing task I got up and applied a mask of velvet black - square as the one it hosts. "Goodbye to Eric the human-faced - Shall he be known through the mask he wears." "Shall fear be forever repelled by the ways, We'll walk; and we'll melt into the face, Of all bodies and ever for all I'll become: be gone now Eric - be gone - be gone." Masquerade act 2 In which the way is mind and mind is way. And off they went - both of them The charm of luck fell in his hand Or shall I say into his face ...? Or shall I say to you ...? This sudden moves his mind allowed Walked distance to his fading past Left space for thoughts so mountain-high. Left space for thoughts to you. Where shall we fly my timeless pal? So strong in harmony we stand. The river Styx or Hades cannot hurt the sparkling sprouts of the living days. Shall find the rose's blooming hills To pick the chosen one so bright And water it in the endless wells Of what I found so deep inside. His steps stayed steady as he frowned uncertainty felt on his face No one could see behind his mask. No one could see behind. Help me half dead ghoules for long You've pierced me in my timeless days I've payed you with my blood and pain I demand: Take me as one of yours. Masquerade - Interlude So see me enter those timeless walls The city of Paris - or was it Rome? I do not care - Oh! - I nevermind. Nowhere I run to - I can hide. So masked my face - so masked my mind. The body well hidden in this opera's walls. The stones start breathing as my heart stops beating as I listen to her voice. How can I take and dare to touch These waves web sounds of angel's voice Come! Close your eyes and shield your mind. And sing with me - sing tonight! Masquerade act 3 In which the darkness masks the mask
Masquerade act 4 In which not only the mask dies. So as the year has spent the meaning Of all the hopes - the bitter days. To learn the good within the griefing To hope the best as I start to sink. Why did I have to leave my fears Behind the hills of loneliness? Why did I have to find her here, who loved the black behind my mask? Hand scratching this face - for Christin and the days. Blood dripping on dust - for the love I have lost. My flesh and bones - for the fear and the moans. My life - my pain - to dream with her everyday. This angels voice that fell upon My fading life my fading lies. Christine may you now mask This dying naked soul of mine. Within (The Dragon) And as the dragon rises He stands so tall Waiting for the daylight To fly away He'll never fall Spreads his wings and flies away to Avalon Guided by forgotten powers He lifts up high Into the dawn Though some might feel What no one knows: The last of the dreams alive has left Oh - his flame now fades Oh - whithering away Oh - daylight, night another day Oh - alone so cold and alone so all alone And as the flapping sound Of majestic wings Fades low As dreams subside within those left Upon this crusty ball The last one left. He took with him A warmin' spark Of children's eyes Now staying dark With nothing to dream Wave 'bye to him The dreams have left The Maiden and the River Now as I'm settled so old and outired And no one's here to tell about my live I'll sing this lonely tune again and again To bear the echos in my mind. The things I did - the words I said Though time passed by - I can't forget In hopeless times - alone I've cried Time, time - pass me by! A youngster's guilt once taken upon The strengthening shoulders of a growing man The weakness age has rolled in 'em pines Has not reduced the burdens I bear. The things I did - the words I said Though time passed by - I can't forget In hopeless times - alone I've cried Time, time - pass me by! Alone I stood amidst the river That flooded lightness onto my soul As a simple tune so true in its beauty was swirling across the glitters of light. And as my eyes focused upon a distant glitter amidst the woods The sudden ungreening of the trees unvailed a singing maiden's outstanding line. "Step forward to the shimmering one! Be kind to me my blistered feet! Obey! My swollen tongue for once in my life I have to - to - ........." The things I did - the words I said Though time passed by - I can't forget In hopeless times - alone I've cried Time, time - pass me by! But not I moved for all my might The maiden smiled and walked on by. No scream, no words - just the pain that echos on and on again. Since then I never saw again The skirts of springtime wandering by. For all the colours of the world Look dim compared to what I saw that day. Lost Paradise `99 My soul's so dark - my mind is so black My life seems so cold under my Mask. My twisting thoughts they're piercing my mind. They crash all my fun - my love and my life. I remember paradise - a pardise long ago Now eternal winter - my paradise is lost - my paradise is gone. Drown all my sorrows - drowned in my hate. Dwelling in darkness - just forget my fate. I don't know what's wrong - I don't know what's right. Where are my powers - my powers are gone. My memories of paradise once have been my life. Black waves close over my head - death will be salvation. I remember paradise - a paradise long ago I remember paradise - paradise is lost I remember paradise - a paradise long ago I remember paradise - paradise is lost I remember paradise - a paradise long ago I remember paradise - paradise is lost I remember paradise - a paradise long ago I remember paradise - paradise is lost My paradise is gone. |
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