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The New New Normal

by Angelo Romano

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1.
Yeah it's me who is going nuts Yeah it's me who seeks your Sound Yeah it's me into this isolation game My love is no good thing A cocktail of tangerine tears The lover I never loved has died yesterday Today is for my mourning Tomorrow is for rejoice The lover I Never was, the lover I’ll never be But tomorrow is for rejoice, Is for rejoice, my friend I'm sick and tired of hiding my face I'm sick and tired of being in disgrace I'm sick and tired of waiting Can you see me now Can you see my chagrin Can you see now my grim Or is your brain still in quarantine Lonely distances Been walking them All I got in return Is despair and loneliness Lonely distances Been watching them All I got in return Is your black eyes on a white face A pale white face
2.
All my friends are made of wax All enemies made of flesh Where are the brains Where are the brains All my friends are made of wax All enemies are on TV where's the remote where's the remote All my friends are made of wax All enemies in microscopes where's the hourglass where's the hourglass Fury storage unit Fury storage unit Fury storage unit All my days are made of lead All my nights of alcohol Where are the souls Where are the souls All my days are made of lead All afternoons underground where are the clocks where are the clocks All my days are made of lead all this verbal discomfort where are the knies where are the knives they're gonna come they're gonna come Fury storage unit Fury storage unit Fury storage unit Life is one And love is two There is no third The fourth went missing
3.
Under Arrest 04:32
Your leather is eating my mind Your leather is eating my mind I am a zombie in Wedding now Snails are walking past our souls Snails are walking past our souls it's raining now Your feathers melting down Your feathers melting down I am a heretic in Europe now And if we rise up, let's rise up fast before they might discover us we're blasphemous now We feel soulless in a heart of bloody tales and we don't regret We feel painless in a sea of bloody words and we don't complain We feel faithless in a river of bloody if's and we don't condemn we can't condemn We won't condemn until the apparent end Snails are walking past our feet Snails are walking past our feet we're harmless now Your feathers melting down Your feathers melting down We are the Heretic International (you know we are) Rise up your hands, we're under arrest now Rise up your hands, we're under arrest now Rise up your hands, we're lost in fashion now Rise up your hands, we're fading out, fading out We're fading out invisibly Thoroughly concealing our identities But we're fading out invisibly we're fading out invisibly Rise up your hands, we're under arrest now Rise up your hands, we're under arrest now (now)
4.
Post modern lullaby Bringing a bit of spark It's one in the night Just time for a good time Post modern lullaby Dreaming side by side As it is just so hard With lights outside I am digging into your soul, in Rosenthaler Platz I am digging into my soul, waiting into my heart With you boiling your tea, waiting for one new fear While I am boiling my tea, because water is not my gear While you listen to a song, thinking of something I don't know While I write another song, feeding the insects inside my faults (We should now just fall asleep, and meet with strangers at a subconscious party.) Post modern lullaby Depths of your needs And all that we are And then we live, then we live And we somewhere inside Inside our inner depths And we somewhere inside With no physical end We should be what we are not Feeding emotions, drinking our souls We should be what we can't As we breathe the breeze of hell So let me be who I'm not Unless when I'm with you So let me be who I want My enemy is just so blue A radio song plays now Calling ghostly names I wonder if I'll be a whole note Again alone, Again alone Cocaine and kebab, cocaine and kebab Don't ask me if I'm alive, Sangría and kebab, sangría and kebab I wonder if I'm still alive
5.
Revolution 03:34
I threw up on the television It's the apathy I'm living with The tie that's hanging on The borders of my pureness Books lying all around Never read a page of them Trees dying all around They can't breathe anymore They can't breathe either They're not alone Can't settle on this darkness, The darkness we tolerate Revolution is just a word, Revolution has lost Can't live up with the sweetness, The sweetness we eject Revolution is just a word, Revolution has lost Cloudy day, empty night, Can't stay home, can't go out Cloudy night, empty day We have seen the future Metro girls, silent sounds What's the point of this life If you can't change it If you can't change Can't live up with the darkness, The darkness we elect Revolution is just a word, Revolution has lost Can't live up the expectations, Of productivity we have Revolution is a rebuttal, Don't ask don't tell (Can't write new songs of rejoice, the darkness is a blob Revolution is just a word, just a word, revolution has just come) I'm just hanging on the floor Just killing time for now Vegan Mary is on the ceiling She is cooking another pet (Yeah, hell yeah)
6.
Torschlusspanik, Torschlusspanik Torschlusspanik, was ist das? Torschlusspanik, Torschlusspanik Torschlusspanik, Warum ist so? White dwarf, black dwarf Two options on how to explode Like the path of a lifetime You go left or you go right Alive or dead Alive or dead Torschlusspanik (remnants of explosion) Torschlusspanik (reverbs of collision) Torschlusspanik (stories of depression) Wo bist du? Red Sky, blue sky Two option on when to look Like the path of a highway You go fast or you go faster Alone or dead Alone or dead Torschlusspanik, Torschlusspanik Torschlusspanik, Woher kommst du? Trembles of the ground You're losing equilibrium Walking down the lake Pretending not to care But everything, everything Is getting outta control But everything, everything Is getting out of touch We can fly We can fly Let us fly, big brother Torschlusspanik Torschlusspanik Torschlusspanik Wo ist unsere Freiheit?
7.
Where is your cigarette? Where is your cigarette? I know you need something in your hands. Where is your cigarette? Where is your cigarette? I know it's a eventful life, a crazy ride. And you're asking for a coffee, and you're asking for a beer and you keep your bike so close as you do with all the things you care. So let's dance to another tune, dear chain-smoking lady, so let's talk, let's sing a song, let's catch this summer breeze, dear chain-smoking lady, dear ruler of your dreams. Where is your cigarette? Where is your cigarette? It smells like whiskey, it sounds like a good time. Where is your cigarette? Where is your cigarette? Why don't you bring it forward, ready for another scene? And you're asking for a coffee, and you're asking for a beer and you keep your words around so anyone can hear. So let's read to another book, dear chain-smoking lady, so let's dance to another tune, let's share our nightly talks, so let's dance to another tune, dear chain-smoking lady. Let's keep our fingers crossed because the things we keep untold are the best and greatest truths; because the words we keep untold after lots of hours like that, because the words we keep untold are the ones we need pronounce now.
8.
Clouds of Berlin They watch over me Clouds of Berlin They cover my skin Clouds of Berlin They're hiding my fears Clouds all around They whisper a sound They look from above Digesting our souls They water the roots Of geniuses and fools (They watch from afar Preparing the stars They recycle tears For drivers and queens) Clouds of Berlin They watch over us Clouds of Berlin Defining the sky Clouds of Berlin And all that they steal Clouds all around The sun will be found

about

"The New New Normal" is more than a mere post-pandemic album.

Written almost entirely in a seven-day retreat in a flat in Berlin-Wedding during the month of July 2020, recorded at the locally popular Famous Gold Watch studios and produced by the safe hands and skills of Paolo Licari, "The New New Normal" is the brainchild of an artist after being released from the Covid-related "house arrests" of 2020. Full of references to Berlin and the contradictions of our modern society, this album goes into a more indie rock direction than usual, even reaching dance music directions in tunes such as "Torschlusspanik", the first one featuring Angelo partly singing in German language. It is not meant as an album to chill on, but instead as an energetic, yet considerate and thoughtful, piece of art as a whole.

credits

released June 18, 2021

All songs by Angelo Romano.
Produced by Paolo Licari.
Recorded in 2020 in The Famous Gold Watch, Berlin.
Mixed and mastered by Giuliano Gius Cobelli, TAAK Studio, Barcelona.

Featuring:
- Angelo Romano: vocals, guitars, bass guitar, synths, piano, etc.
- Paolo Licari: backing vocals, guitars, bass guitar, synths, etc.
- Ran Jacobovitz: drums
- Dario Snidaro: backing vocals
- Oliver Hasse: backing vocals

"Chain-Smoking Lady" recorded at Locus Studio, L'Hospitalet & Akrasonic, Barcelona.

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Angelo Romano Barcelona, Spain

Born 1982 in Sicily, Angelo Romano is a singer-songwriter with a totally personal approach to music and arts. His life is kind of a weird storybook, with several cities all around where he spent some time and lived his life: from Pisa to Florence, from Ottawa to Amsterdam, from Groningen to Berlin, Utrecht and then Barcelona, where he is currently based. ... more

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