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Introducing: BURN frontman Chaka Malik’s new project GHOST DECIBELS!

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GHOST DECIBELS, a new synth pop electronic soul project from Chaka Malik BURN (recently interviewed for IDIOTEQ!), may be quite a surprise for diehard punk kids not entirely open to understanding experimentalism and going beyond their core music. That’s why I’m so glad that most of the readers of IDIOTEQ are so open-minded :) Check out this new incarnation of Mr Malik, his and stay tuned for his new 5-song EP, to be released on limited edition cassette format early October in time for Cassette Store Day 2015. Pre-order via this form.

Ghost Decibels comes from taking a snapshot of what moves me in music, that I haven’t explored yet. I’ve been into synths and drum machines since I was a kid, programming hip-hop in my early teens. I stopped messing with synths when I got into hardcore. After taking some time off from music altogether, I got into acoustic guitars and recording.

Playing with reverbs and delays in the recording/mixing process piqued my interest in oscillation. I asked my friend Ryan Martin (Dais Records) what mono synth he would recommend, because I wanted to play with oscillators and stuff. It was a toss up at the time between the DSI Pro 1 and the Korg MS 20 Mini. I ended up getting the MS 20 and I was off to the races.”

Lyrics:

Valley is a Window

a giant whisper

a battle cry

a falling river

of molten sky

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the bones and the rhythm

of your ancient lies

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the voices of tomorrow

sorrow’s crown of pride

a sordid kingdom

under the lights

you bought your freedom

in the dead of night

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the bones and the rhythm

of your ancient lies

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the voices of tomorrow

sorrow’s crown of pride

Take me to the mountain

show me to your leader

i need a fountain

you need a reason

Take me to the mountain

show me to your leader

i need a fountain

you need a reason

to sprout your wings

you don’t live life

by a formula

and you know you

can’t survive

on your wanderlust

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the bones and the rhythm

of your ancient lies

The valley is a window

its gallery hides

the voices of tomorrow

sorrow’s crown of pride

Take me to the mountain

show me to your leader

i need a fountain

you need a reason

Take me to the mountain

show me to your leader

i need a fountain

you need a reason

to sprout your wings

…sprout your wings

…sprout your wings

valley is a window…

 

Into The Wild

the symphony stings

the strings sound forbidden

the notes grow wings

as they dance off the ceiling

the chords are like veins

can be the cause of heartbreak

as we pass on through

our lives

the cavern it sings

the cavern it rings

on the beat keeping the hands of time

caught in our chains

like a cordial embrace

when we’re too sophisticated

to cry

Walking into the wild

Through the fire

living as a zero

the division it brings

will leave you

with no more dice

often i’ve played

the decisions i’ve made

in the end

i watched you roll

your eyes

giving i keep giving

i keep giving

i keep giving till i

fall down

on your price

tortured my grace

is that dust

on my face

or does my mirror

need a shine

Walking into the wild

Through the fire

you can’t say yes

to every one all the time

you can’t give in

you can’t give in

you’re at the edge

of the waterfall

see the waterfall

hear the waterfall

feel the waterfall

and as the bottom calls

feel the waterfalls

pull on you

as it works in you

you can win or you can

lose

you can win or you can

lose

so win…

Walking into the wild

Through the fire

 

Rulers Of The Nations

Time

seemed to move so slow

when you saw their

cannibal eyes

Dark and

with an eerie glow

are they dead or alive

Rulers of the Nations

Tied

to the entities of old

in the heavenly heights

they hearken

a fit extension like a glove

while we’re mesmerized

R – U – L – E – R- S

Rulers of the Nations

Have been

trafficking in souls of men

trigger cocked

on their spiritual

gun

Plastic smile

on the

television

Telling you what you

want to hear

Trafficking in souls of men

trigger cocked

on their spiritual

gun

Telling you what you

want to fear

…with their cannibal eyes

are they dead are alive?

Rulers of the Nations

 

Karol Kamiński

DIY rock music enthusiast and web-zine publisher from Warsaw, Poland. Supporting DIY ethics, local artists and promoting hardcore punk, rock, post rock and alternative music of all kinds via IDIOTEQ online channels.
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