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The City That Disappears

by Thot

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1.
HTRZ 03:17
Oh my dear, I’ll miss you, but it’s time for me to go. Where the roads never end, Thot! What’s inside those walls? People come, people stay, idle rumors never leave. I look back to the hills, what possessed me to come here? People come, people stay, their lies so insatiable. You complain, you repine, you’re lost, nothing you can give to me. Deception is up to taste, you stink, I don’t wanna be your mate! I’ve traveled all alone, I’ve seen a million souls to blame. Protect me from this hatred, oh Thot, please keep me sane! The city that disappears, I came here for knowledge and for life! It’s time to move on. I cannot stay in front of you! No, I can’t stay in front of you!
2.
I used to cross through a thousand cities, why disappear? From the roof to the ground, it never stops, where disappear? Seems it's been eaten by the apathy, I disappear. Through the flow that spreads from the walls to the time, I disappear. There are no more streets when I can find the lines, There are no more ways where to follow your trace, There are no more squares where I can feel alive, I disappear. We are the rhythm, the hope and the answers! Cities still calling me, I gave up everything, to raise my soul. We are the rhythm, the hope and the answers! Cities still calling me, I gave up everything, to save your soul. Billions of workers are left by the shore, they'll disappear. They wait for a boat that will never come. Where disappear? Captains are stuck in their own golden brain, I disappear. While the chosen ones are parading again and over again, I disappear. There are no more streets where I can find the strength, There are no more ways where I can save my place, There are no more squares, there are no more squares, I disappear! We are the rhythm, the hope and the answers! Cities still calling me, I gave up everything, to raise my soul. We are the rhythm, the hope and the answers! Cities still calling me, I gave up everything, to save your soul. I come out from the water towers plain. The sun was breathing in their green fleshy stems. Townfolks are coming and will burn the trees. I'm so afraid.The city can't be found, it's all in my mind. I disappear.
3.
Keepers 03:13
The city’s waiting beside this holy trail, Towers like keepers, the vault is deep enough. There’s no more thistles, and there’s no more pain, The sacred is gone, the hope is bright enough. There’s a connection.I’m calm as the lion. The city’s dancing around my body’s pain. No more directions. (I) can’t wait to be taken The city is moving around my fading pain.
4.
Dédale 02:12
5.
Blank Street 05:15
Cities were like smart miracles that I used to love, A perfume that banished the pain, like in a woman's bed. Oh, like in her long writings, I've enjoyed getting lost, But now all my names have been forgotten, the fools are here to deface. Oh, where’s the path? Right through the fear? How can we inspire concealed? Oh, like in our old misgivings, (I) don’t want to go astray. Oh, where's the path? Right through the fear? yeah, how can we strike underhand? Oh, like in our old misgivings, I don’t want to get lost. The ancient buildings are falling, this map is refreshing, We have been told not to believe, we have been told to feel. The greed, the pain, the loss, of a merciless crusade, But now, all the roads have been forgotten, the fools are here for me. Oh, where’s the path? Right through the fear? How can we inspire concealed? Oh, like in our old misgivings, (I) don’t want to go astray. Oh, where's the path? Right through the fear? yeah, how can we strike underhand? Oh, like in our old misgivings, I I don’t want to get lost. In the name of identity, violence and the need to belong.
6.
Empty buildings beat like unfilled hearts, I can't get enough of that urban sap. With which flow should I swim, in order to reach my swarm? Sometimes I lose myself to find a better way. Empty mondays kill the friday mass, in front of my screen, I'm looking back trough years when I was a child, I was tuning the fields. Somehow, I'm getting old and I should wear a mask Yesterday, we broke our first mirror, Yesterday we threw our last anchor, I have the life of another man, he's crashed his soul and split his eyes. If I could go back to those streets, Oh my town, I swear today, I'd save your walls These last new words are drawing the path, to the south, from the lost, and I'm taking back the switch that I've found, is linked to my virtual swarm, Somehow, it didn’t work, I'm running mad. Yesterday, we broke our first mirror, Yesterday we threw our last anchor, I have the life of another man, he's crashed his soul and split his eyes. If I could go back to those streets, Oh my town, I swear today, I'd save your walls.
7.
Traces 05:49
I’m on a train towards the night. I bought the rain and brought it back. The city is calling me for more. We’re savages hunting for truth. All secrets rise up to the roof. The city’s beat is the answer. I feel your hunger in my back. You’re delicious, I want you now. I know your trace will always last. I’m on the trail towards the light. I’ve packed the pain and spat it out. We are like dancers in the dark. We’re numbers hiding in the Cloud. Squares on our arms, lakes on the map. Your city has so many names. The city’s dancing around your bloody nails, out from the pain.
8.
Citizen Pain 07:36
The more you breed, the less you dream, The more you fake, the less you create, The sooner you want it, the harder you get it, The faster you drive, the higher you're gonna dive. The time you spend, to forget about the end, The smile you save, in front of your mistakes, Your power of buying is nothing but lying, The power of lying, is nothing but pretending. I saw towers, eaten by the clouds, I saw bridges, running out from the flood, I saw shadows, eaten by the fool, I saw buildings, waiting for the bloom. I saw my path, coming from the south, the door back to the north, has been cut and paste, I'm waiting for her, I couldn't find my way, people in there, hold so dark secrets. Let me show you how we can slow down the collapse of the world, through the days that come. Let me show you, Let me choke you! I can't explain, all my fury, my fucking shame, I'm not sorry, it's not enough! Nothing but the void, into my belly, a red vertigo, I'm deep into fear, I'm not sorry!

about

This recording was crafted with the help of the Fédération Wallonie-Bruxelles - Service des Musiques non Classiques.
Grégoire Fray plays on Custom77 guitars and uses Waldorf synths.
All our guitars and bass effects are provided by Crush The Button.

“Their newest album called “The City That Disappears”, one of the strongest candidates for the album of of the year in the melodic noise/industrial genre category”. (Idioteq, Poland).

"Boeiend plaatje!" (RifRaf NL, Belgium).

"Entouré par d'excellent musiciens, il escalade quelque solides monuments (...) et impose un disque coup de poing" (Larsen Mag, Belgium).

"Un album ambitieux, impérial et qui ne lâche rien. Belle figure.” (Music in Belgium, Belgium).

“Thot have a few tricks up their sleeves, and what at first seems a harsh and unforgiving record, twists and turns to show that there's more on offer.” (SoundsXp, Uk).

«It’s been close to twenty-five years since an industrial band has been able to shock the listener from the inside out. Industrial music has gotten that spark once again.» (Four Culture, Usa).

"Extrêmement bien arrangé, froid et contemporain, ce rock en digital n'est pas sans nous rappeler (mais en plus tortueux dans son esthétique) ce que portèrent en exigence ou en attaque des gens comme LTNO ou YFRONT. Bravo, vraiment."​ (Obsküre Mag, Belgium).

​"Imaginez un instant des instrumentales portées par un Aphex Twin période industrielle sous amphétamines, avec posée dessus la voix des plus punks des chanteurs du mouvement noise, et vous aurez une petite idée de ce dont on parle ici".​ (Vacarm, France).

"Die songs auf "The City That Disappears" sind erfüllt von einer Leidenschaft, einer Dynamik, einer kompromisslosen Emotionalität - um nicht zu sagen: Obsession - dass der Hörgenuss den unbedarft Horchenden umzublasen droht." (Sonic Seducer, Allemagne).


“In ogni caso il rock potente e tellurico (“Rhythm, hope, answers”) si ripresenta puntuale a scuotere i cittadini confusi di questa città rumorosa di cui Thot è il sindaco indiscusso.” (Freakout Magazine, Italy).

“Thot's live show is not merely a music concert; it's an artistic amalgam of ambient visual and musical stimuli.”(Terra Relicta, Slovenia)

“The City That Disappears je rozhodně nahrávka intenzivní a zaujme hned na první poslech.” (No Music No Life, Czech Republic).

credits

released April 14, 2014

All music written, performed, arranged and recorded by Grégoire Fray in Belgium, Czech Republic, France and Switzerland, between October 2011 and September 2013. Vocals and piano recorded by Ulysse Wautier at Rec’n’roll studio (Brussels, Belgium).

Bass guitar perfomed by Julien Forthomme.
Additional drums programming by Gil Chevigné.
Additional piano performance by Hugues Peeters.
Vocal performance on Negative Buidlings & Traces by Arielle Moens.
Additional production on Blank Street by Dimitri Tikovoï.
Spoken voices by Enki Witerez, Szymon Danis, Mikhail Savotikov, Cléo Collomb and Sarah-Marie Frerichmann.

Mixed by Magnus Lindberg at The Vilhelm Room (Stockholm, Sweden).
Mastered by Frédéric Alstadt at Ångström Mastering (Brussels, Belgium).
Artwork by Caroline Derselle aka haikudesign.be
“Cemetery II” drawing by Márk Tomka.

Produced by Grégoire Fray & White Leaves Music
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After an audacious cover of Pink Floyd's "What Shall We Do Now?" in 2021, the collective entered 2022 with "Méandres", an Ep in which the French language finds its place within 3 new unleashed tracks, including a collaboration with female singers of the polyphonic choir "Le Mystère des Voix Bulgares". ... more

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