The Wimshurst's Machine: Music
Dance of the Earth (with John Paul Sharp)
(Performed by The Wimshurst's Machine, Lonesome Dave & J.P. Sharp - Written by F. Rodi & J.P. Sharp - Lyrics by J.P. Sharp)
19-08-2005
This song was born by chance, and the first collab with an artist met on GarageBand.com and one met on Soundclick.com...
If you did ask to Salvador Dalì to make you a portrait, then you couldn't ask him to avoid surrealistic elements, such his famous melted clocks. So, when we asked to the talented experimental artist named John Paul Sharp, we expected something weird... And here we are.
This track has a particular flavor and you may love it or hate it, but you can't ignore it.
This is a song about the future of humanity, born by the cooperation between The Wimshurst's Machine, John Paul Sharp (lyrics and vocals) and Dave Long (bass) AKA Lonesome Dave of Gamma Leonis (formerly Solar Wind).
This is a song about nature, an electronic-tribal song, where a Peter Gabriel's styled experimentation meets ambient and Alan Parson's electronica. This track amazed us with it's ethnic flavors and tribal choirs as soon as Fabio composed it. But as much as we did like the song and it's structure, we still had no idea on how we could go on with it. The first big help came from our friend Dave Long (known also as Lonesome Dave of "Solar Wind") and his amazing bassline. And the final touch came with this incredible collab with John Paul Sharp and his amazing vocal style. A bit of experimental (in the style of Peter Gabriel) for a song we like a lot, in all it's experimental weirdness.
DANCE OF THE EARTH
(lyrics and vocals by John Paul Sharp)
...where the Earth meets the sky...
...where the Earth meets the sky...
in about a thousand years from now,
will we be asking ourselves,
'Where did our Mother go?',
'Where did our Mother go?',
oh no, no, no, no, no,
for she will be grieving
for her children
who have somehow gone
beyond her control.
in about a thousand years from now,
will we be asking ourselves,
'Where did our Mother go?',
'Where did our Mother go?',
oh no, no, no, no, no,
for she will be grieving
for her children
who have somehow gone
beyond her control.