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BELLICUS

by Novadeaf

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1.
In the lack of self defense the cracks throng up the mirror. The cracks throng up the mirror in the lack of self defense. In a world so full of lies the fuzz sure wins the fights. The fuzz sure wins the fights in a world so full of lies. In a world now set for trial the House's in full denial. The House's in full denial in a world now set for trial. I'm gonna reap what you sow, the litter and the gold, 'n I'm gonna burn it tonight. I need no gunshy reflection from peers with obligations. I'm gonna burn it tonight. Oooohh, ain't no reason to be kind, Oooohh, I've come to find. Oooohh, ain't no luck being on my side, Oooohh, I've come to find. In a world so full of lies the fuzz sure wins the fights. The fuzz sure wins the fights in a world so full of lies. In the lack of self defense the cracks throng up the mirror. The cracks throng up the mirror in the lack of self defense.
2.
Martyrs 03:45
You cry for more. Beg for someone and I can't make sense, I cant make sense no more. Some bashed and keen injured martyr. Still I can't make sense, I cant make sense no more. It ain't love to feast on someone. Try and understand. It ain't love to crack that someone and I can't make sense, I cant make sense no more. You cry for more. Beg for someone and I can't make sense, I can't make sense no more. Some bashed and keen injured martyr. To know this your grounding, your morals, astounding. No more. It ain't love to feast on someone and I can't make sense, I cant make sense no more. (You will now grant me the right to choose who is saved and who is damned) The fool and the wise and the weak and the queer. The regretful bride, the ungrateful teen. The odd and clumsy, the brown and the jew. If crusades are over then let's start anew. The bitches the blacks and the guys with no wiener said to prevent a world so much cleaner. Let madness let horror let violence ensue. I dread you'd discover the martyr is you.
3.
Four 04:39
Who separates the whole unto ourselves? Who can reactivate the core? Come and reactivate the core... Who's there to comfort me in house number 4? Come and reactivate the core? Come and reactivate the core? We've sunk beyond the gorge, sunk beyond the gorge, so he said. We've sunk beyond the gorge, sunk beyond the gorge. Now you can deluge the night away. Who separates the whole unto ourselves? (Coming from Kether down) Come and reactivate the core. (See the whole in the pearly horizons) Come and reactivate the core. (the whole of the horizons in you) Who's there to comfort me (holding me lovingly) in house number 4? Come and reactivate the core. (As above so below and forever) Come and reactivate the core. (The Cosmos has leaned onto you) We've sunk beyond the gorge, sunk beyond the gorge, so he said. We've sunk beyond the gorge, sunk beyond the gorge. Now you can deluge the night away.
4.
Hold back your confessions. Holster back the knife. Tired of your obsessions. Tired to pay the price. Willingly belligerent, icy like a spy. I see you stare into the distance and making up more lies. I gotta get away. I gotta get away. Double crossed your guilelessness. Lovely turned to vile. Cut the mild ungratefulness. Blood has filled your eyes. Cursing all religions ain't gonna make me smile. So I stare into the distance while making up more lies. Oooh, with wrong desires the moment dies, the moment dies. Oooh, with wrong desires the moment dies, the moment dies. I gotta get away. I gotta get away. Oooh, with wrong desires the moment dies, the moment dies. Oooh in long goodbyes the hate resides, the hate resides. Oooh with wrong desires the moment dies, the moment dies. Oooh through racist eyes this woman dies, this woman dies, this woman dies.
5.
TLA 04:00
Is it that wrong to call out your false drags? To reach a dead end and call it a home? Is it that wrong to throw ice on peasants? Choose a lonesome dying in a corner alone? Is it that wrong to lease out and chomp glass? Charades like banging and no calls on the phone? So is it that wrong to throw ice on peasants? To choose a lonesome dying in a corner alone? Is it that wrong to call out your false drags? To reach a dead end and call it a home? So I call it my home, call it my home, call it my home.
6.
Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again, again and again, again and again. Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again, again and again, again and again. Waiting aroused and awed. In your shell it feels so broad and all the roads are clustered. And all my world is clustered. Waiting enticed and true for anything you'll put me through and all the ropes you'll fasten. You're all the skies I'm after. Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again again and again, again and again. Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again, again and again, again and again. Why... (your strings are holding me down, me down, me down, me down...) Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again, again and again, again and again. Hey now ain't you something good! Hey love ain't that some I'm buying again, again and again, again and again.
7.
The warchild 02:10
All that matters is that you work with me and if you'll cry I'll understand. Future's coming up again. No matter what you're faking. It's destroying all the thoughts that we still bear. Mmmmh, don't be afraid. Mmmmh, it never stays. Mmmmh, it never stays. All that matters is that you work with me and if I cry, please understand. The troops are heading over here. So gather all your senses and come follow me, let's hide under the stairs. Mmmmh, don't be afraid. Mmmmh, they never stay. Mmmmh, they never stay. Mmmmh, don't be afraid. Mmmmh, they never stay. Mmmmh, don't be afraid.
8.
Gone to a place deep in the woods. Purple plants, stillborn the blooms. On a oily lake gonna find me again. Gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry. All this time babbling alone. All my guilts crammed into one. Then a lonesome straying 'till I hold and break. Gotta try, gotta try, gotta try. And I'll try and I'll try and I'll try. All these sounds drifting away. One last gig. The parting of ways. On a haunted stage our souls knit waves. Gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry. Ran to a place deep in the woods Purple plants, stillborn the blooms. Gotta hold and break, now I know the stakes. Gotta try, gotta try, gotta try. And I'll try and I'll try and I'll try.

about

BELLICUS is the first Novadeaf work to be released after a hiatus of almost seven years (the previous album, CARNAVAL, was released in 2015 by Dreamingorilla Records). However these seven years have not been spent in vain, as Federico Russo, singer, songwriter and leader of the Novadeaf project, used them to engage in some very formative experiences, such as studying "Music for Images" at the Lucca Conservatory, arranging and producing songs for fellow. musicians (including singer-songwriter and friend Lorenzo Marianelli) and composing jingles and videogame soundtracks. Thus BELLICUS, which took Federico two whole years to write adn arrange, stands as a testimony of an undeniable authorial growth. Such growth has led the Novadeaf project away from its alt-rock origins in order to embrace a newfound form of refined pop. The melodies have become more basic and sharper while at the same time the arrangements are more articulate and eclectic. The electronic elements which previously were meant as mere decoration are now often the star of the show, through relentless beats and darting synthetic sounds. At the same time strings have been given much more importance, with increasingly sumptuous and exciting inserts.
The album is called BELLICUS (latin for “about war”) because conflict is at the heart of these eight songs. Conflict is a challenging but essential component of human nature (as the world's geopolitical situation keeps reminding us every day) and here it is examined in its many forms and nuances, from social to religious, from the violence that is often linked to an obsession to the hatred that sometimes builds up when love ends.

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released October 28, 2022

Musicians
Federico Russo: vocals, electric and acoustic piano, bass guitar, strings arrangement, programming, electric guitar on tracks 1 and 6
Ellie Young: cello
Ernesto Fontanella: drums
Lorenzo Marianelli: guitars
Luca Guidi: acoustic guitar on track 7
Mauro La Mancusa: trumpet on track 6

Recorded July 2019 to October 2020 in La Tana Studio, Crespina, PISA (Italy)
Written and produced by Federico Russo
Mixed and mastered by Ernesto Fontanella
Released by Beng! Dischi www.bengdischi.it

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Novadeaf Pisa, Italy

Federico Russo vive a Pisa dal 1995. Dal 2005 è il frontman e principale songwriter del progetto Novadeaf. Dopo un disco di esordio autoprodotto (“The Youth Album”, 2008) ha pubblicato due album con la defunta DreaminGorilla Records di Savona (“Humoresque” nel 2012 e “Carnaval” nel 2015). Nel 2022 ha pubblicato con Beng! Dischi il suo quarto album. ... more

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