Tuxedomoon rose from the heady atmosphere of San Francisco’s post-punk golden age during the late 70’s and in 1980 they fled Reagan’s America for Europe. Since then they have been ever-present on the continents avant-garde scene with their unique brand of eerie and atmospheric jazz-influenced soundscapes. To say that the members of Tuxedomoon are prolific would be a gross understatement. Steven Brown (vocalist, clarinetist, saxophonist, keyboarder), Peter Principle (bassist and producer), Blaine L Reininger (vocalist, violinist, guitarist, laptop botherer) and Luc van Lieshout (trumpeter) have collectively and separately been responsible for over 100 albums and many various collaborations in the worlds of theatre, film, dance and literature.Tuxedomoon know the way to surprise the first time listeners; nevertheless their old fans. Holy Wars is not a typical work of the band. Do not expect the aggression and irony of "Desire", or the experimentalism and loneliness of "Half Mute". Tuxedomoon in 1985 produced this album including hidden pieces from all the previous works the have launched. Holy wars does not talk to a restricted audience. They can vibrate the musical chords of every sensitive and demanding listener. The music is a strange and successful alloy of futuristic elements and well used music patterns by Tuxedomoon. Repetitive tones, melodic whistles and magnificent background noise-however, amazingly attractive- engaged with innovative lyrics to form extraordinary songs.Dark, minimal and intensely evocative. This is one of my favorite introspective-music albums of all time. Tuxedommon, however, is not for everyone. Their blend of goth, techno, new wave, chamber music, avant rock and minimalism can be incredibly challenging for some people to enjoy.
In A Manner Of Speaking
In a Manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing
In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence
becomes reprimand
But the way that i feel about you
Is beyond words
O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything
In a manner of speaking
Semantics won't do
In this life that we
live we live we only
make do
And the way that we feel
Might have to be sacrified
So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That just like you I
should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing.
O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
O give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
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