Chromatography

by Being Berber

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Chromatography is "a chronic ache in the bones of the nomadic kind. Wanderlust. A collection of stories, windows down, away from town."

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released October 8, 2015

All songs written by Being Berber
Except lyrics for Anthem by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)
Christopher Peterson - Lead vocals / Keys / Synths
Gonzalo Ruíz - Guitars / Vocals
Marco Lipparelli - Acoustic & Electronic Drums
Pablo Rego - Synths


Produced by Brian Hunt, César Fernández & Being Berber
Recorded at El Invernadero and Chris’s apartment during June 2015
Recorded and engineered by Brian Hunt
Mixed by Karim Burkhalter at Reno Studios, Madrid
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music, New York
Art direction and design: Gloria Byler

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Being Berber Madrid, Spain

Founding member Chris Peterson describes their music as a pile of re-used beat up cassettes for road trips. This mixtape, a compilation of relevant stories are the anthems of this nomadic tribe. Welcome fellow pilgrims.

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Track Name: Legacy
Do you understand the world that we're living in?
Who you’re going to be. We were so eager to see.

Time will surely tell. The play goes on.
Won’t you give your new found resounding line.

Life is killing you. Time to break the rules.
Heading over the edge. Love will guide you all the way home.
Things will come and go. Make it count. No regrets.
Heading over the edge. Love will guide you all the way home.

Life itself is a changer. Don’t let it haunt you now.
But it’s up to you to give a sound review.

Time will surely tell. The play goes on.
Won’t you give your new found resounding line.
Track Name: Maria Fray
First time I saw you,
I couldn’t even pay for a glass of love.
But it was broken.
They made us swallow it.

Maria Fray, You had a say:
That ship has sailed but time is on your side.

Yesterday like everyday,
María Fray, we’re not afraid today.
Yesterday like everyday,
You are our souls portrayed.

Those days are far away.
I even got my keys to a cabriolet.
But now I’m broken.
Truth, I must swallow it.

Maria Fray, You had a say:
That ship has sailed but time is on your side.
Track Name: Church Bells
Church bells, scoring points for the afterlife.
Oh please, please stop pretending like you know.
You don’t seem to care much more than yourself,
Oh what a shame to keep it all inside.

I don’t got this feelin.
Don’t know what to believe in anymore.

Oh is someone out there? Feel the pain.
No fine words will ever break the chains.

When the organ plays its final chords,
What will be of the people tonight?
Track Name: Anthem
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of their guns.
Only the stuttering fiery rapid rattle,
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs.

What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes,
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
Each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.

The shrill demented choirs of wailing shells.
Bugles calling from their sad shires.

(Adapted from "Anthem for Doomed Youth." Wilfred Owen: The War Poems. Chatto & Windus, 1994. ed. Jon Stallworthy)
Track Name: Gold
We’ve been there before,
Modern rejects in conformist games.
Peer pressure, pure thresher.

Fall down, get back up,
Oh so careful where we put our trust.
We will be bold, it’s a heart of gold.

Oh, oh, oh, finish line in sight,
Put up the good fight.
Oh, oh, will you let your spirit soar,
And let your lion roar.
Oh, oh, finish line in sight,
Put up the good fight,
And we will run to win,
And we will run to the end.

We’ve been through their schemes,
The usual fashionista façades.
Pure vanity, pure surgery.

Throw off all that trash,
Oh so crazy we never ever look back.
We will be bold, it’s a heart of gold.
Track Name: Lone Wolf
Almost here...
The bedsheets unmade and it’s midday,
Inebriate the memories,
I know I’m a solitary beast sometimes.

Almost here...
And these blank pages waiting to be written,
Blackout in the neighborhood,
Oh priest have I been smitten?

Two wheels along the highway,
Thick jungle dawn, you followed,
Our clothes drenched, bittersweet the same.

Almost here…
I know I’m a solitary beast sometimes.
Track Name: New Year's Eve
I walked in the door to see you holding,
another man's hand and life goes on,
wondering when this blood letting lust,
Will ever come to an end.

Subsiding feelings,
Recycling expiration dates.
And we go on wishing you'd see,
We’re all just merely human beings.

Hey!
Love me for me and us, an us for us.
Moving in perfect synergy.
Just take me in for me.
Take my world and hold it close.
I'll keep my end despite what you've done.

Please stop treating me like the next best thing.
I can't go on blaming myself for things I can’t,
I just can not seem to change.
I see hope in love, in altruistic harmony,
So let’s move on singing the song
When we had once been holding hands.

Love, oh love, just take me in for me.
Love, oh love, forgive what you have done.
Track Name: Dent de Lion
I chose this lot and stood my ground,
Gave it to the most lovely girl,
She held it close and smiled back.

We took a stroll along the way,
Shift ‘n’ hold we began to dance,
The trees above began to sway.

This is how it all began,
This is how it all began.

Memories of yesterday,
Written in today's blowing wind,
Tears and Joys we took it all in.

Watching them grow across our yard,
Yellow to parachute white,
These were our hopes for the evermore.

Can I hold you in my arms and never let you go?
I need someone to love a friend where else would I go?
Oh I love you, won't you grow old with me?
Track Name: Wanderlust
Endless roads, we’re rolling stones,
Windows down, away from town.

Wanderlust, we took the risk,
Don’t forget we’re dreamers.

Those old songs and bright blue skies,
Losing time, it's Summertime.

Years gone but were still young,
Don’t forget we’re dreamers.

We're not afraid of the future, it's Summertime.