elephant

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about

elephant is the union of two couples of brothers from italy striving to have their say in the boundless musical world.
the challenge of the band is to come up with a completely self-produced project that aims at keeping the artistic idea intact while attempting to maintain the highest standards.

after a short amount of time spent together as musicians, a (soon to be published) 9 track album came out followed by a videoclip.
elephant is an outcome of hard work, passion, frustration, hope, reason, instinct, self-indulgence, wisdom, excess, friendship, fight, brotherhood, anger, love.

we hope you'll love it as much as we do.

credits

released 05 March 2011
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luigi d'oriano: drums
vincenzo d'orinao: guitars
andreas russo: bass, synths, keys, drum programming
erik russo: vocals, guitars

all songs arranged by elephant
music and lyrics by erik [except "standing in the corner" and "tracing lines out of my style": music by andreas & erik, lyrics by erik]
mixed and engineered by: luigi & vincenzo @ crazy twine studio

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Track Name: hey me hey now
when I spend some time thinkin' how deep and great
it could be to flow with you all
on the waves
of our own bowl
living back old stuff
standing in the middle

I find it easier to thread our way
through that hole we've been seeking for so long
I'm not dreamin'
I'm a dreamer
I'm now givin' what I've never been given

when I spend some time thinkin' how bad and stupid it is
to waste my days in the weed
I feel drugs
consume my body
just like thoughts
consume my mind

but you know everyone's got their way of being
and I got an angel and a demon to feed
some put love
into their money
some put profit
into their smile

hey me
I can hear it now
I can hear it now
I wanna know what was going on
oh surprisingly I forgot how to flow with you all
but I can turn my brain into my soul

I'm carryin' on
and changing form
in everything I've ever wanted
and not pretending
now I do remember
doesn't matter what has gone

there are so many thoughts circling in my had
I'm selecting and screening one by one
should I be glad that
I can't get it done
or am I wrong
is it automatic

and it's better to write 'em down instead of
let 'em in and out of myself
I'm not mad
I'm just lunatic
move faster from being passive to being frantic

hey now
I can hear it clear
I can hear it clear
I wanna know what was going on
I am gonna tell all of my friends that I'm able to move in another way
and that I can turn my hate into my love

I'm carryin' on
and changing form
in everything I've ever wanted
and not pretending
now I do remember
doesn't matter what has gone

I'm getting now at one of my big ends
didn't see it running through my hands so suddenly
so I can only go on
with nothing even left to know
Track Name: standing in the corner
someone's silently waiting
sitting on a stool
to approach with some other
getting mad with his tools
someone's getting high
someone's aiming high
well together we can make it better

still know not how to go on
got such an attraction
for actions and reactions
framing more connections
we can't put it aside
can't just stop it now
'cause it helps us making it sound a little better

maybe we'd better the chords
maybe they're, like, to hard to source
if not in tune, well, at least on the beat
come play it loud, let's tear down the hall

pictures of a color
drawing in our heads
standing in the corner
with nothing in our hands
picture of fame
drawing in our brain
standing in the corner
and pointing at UK

and sometimes it's racking
sitting on the rock
of should and could and would
but there's no time
and I gotta tell my brother
there're so many thing we'd talk about with those brothers
but it doesn't matter

maybe I'd better change my words
could say they don't mean a thing at all
if not in rhyme, well, at least on the beat
come sing it loud, we'd love to turn you on

pictures of a color
drawing in our heads
standing in the corner
with nothing in our hands
picture of fame
drawing in our brain
standing in the corner
and pointing at the States

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Track Name: tracing lines out of my style
I've been playing a strange game
to keep me safe
and justified with cheeper words
the wicked practice of marking out my own space
as a furrow gouged with bleeding hands
I sat to contemplate
glad for my credits
but just ephemerally satisfied

I pretended happiness
with an hypocritical smile on my face
I looked around
and saw a part of me so far
as I was keeping sweep it aside
I looked inside
I was losing image
losing consistence
losing and merging
into the surrounding environment

there's still a thing I've not come to know
was it me or the effect of an infection
so many lives are living twice
I don't think I'm out
but tell me I am just paranoid
there's still a doubt hassling my head
was it me or the back of my reflection
so many lies are circlin' round
I'd like to spit out
don't you hear the river of tears under our cities

go back to the start
reinventing everything
go beck to the start
have no fear for anything
tracing out lines from my style
tracing out lines from my style

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