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The Beautiful Table/Claudia Laurent - You "SS", Are My Love!
THE BEAUTIFUL TABLE started the 19th, October 2010 with no end in sight.
This project is based on poetry and theatrical music. Let it create a journey for you, the listener, where the truth becomes fiction.
Divided in two.
A lazy saturday morning with the hangover from the mental pressure that slowly invades me
with the pale colored march, that is crossing the empty spots in my self-consciousness.
And there she is! A russian speaking lady with such high heels that I cannot see the horizon,
not even my ego is enlightened anymore.
We were sitting and talking about caviar on white bread,
about family relations and how they transported fish in very warm areas, in the summer.
To gain that salary they always wanted.
We talked about gogo-dancers and the nightclubs of Moscow.
We talked about back then when I ate a rose, at this specific place.
Leaf for leaf, because I was hungry for Love.
She ate the half and I ate the rest. Rest in peace my love.
I am Russian now and you are cooking caviar for the poor people.
I am speaking russian now and you are washing dishes for the poor people.
We left and we lived, while I secretly took a look on the situation and the shapes,
the organized gold that made things precious.
It's a thoughtful tradition, when one is poor.
- "Am i talking too much?", I was asked, before I answered; "Am I talking too less?"
We got along with the same points of view.
A bed for one is a bed for two, as long as it's for me and you, as I thought,
while she dreamt of that salary a gogo-dancer could earn in one night.
We could get a double bed for the future!
We could even get a double bed for the future.
Illegal caviar sold on white bread, made in that russia that i won't ever forget.
I am Russian now and you are cooking caviar for the poor people.
I am Russian now and you are cooking caviar for the rich people.
People gathered in loneliness - Rich and poor - Poor!!!
Poor from that salary they couldn't get as gogo-dancers.
Me and my love - Me - And the gogo-dancers!
I love you.
You "SS", are my love.
We talked about all that precious and illegal caviar she could eat in her childhood.
Your loving relatives that told you to die from that dinner that the rich people saw as pure corruption.
Let's have a democracy.
Let's vote for peace.
Let's catch the only fish in the ocean.
Let's kill it's unborn children.
Let's kill the childhood and grow old.
Let's vote for caviar for president.
but not just caviar - Caviar on white bread.
Let's invent a welfare system for the ocean and lets go swimming through the tide.
Let's share the last breath.
Then Let's dive deep and let's hide.
Let's be a part of the destiny and apart from the sun.
Let's share the last moments in the ocean where we belong
Let's have a democracy.
I want a new plate.
I want caviar.
I want white bread.
I want you!
I want you dancing.
I want you on my table!
My Beautiful Table!
And then lets go get that fucking double bed.
I am tired of swimming through the corruption and the dirt.
And just as transparent as it can be.
- Immaculate, but as conscious as I want it all to be,
I want strawberries for dessert.
Lets buy them polluted from that unknown democracy that keeps the order in our beloved Russia.
You "SS", are my love and I'll show you how afraid I can be.
Just as afraid as I am.
I will show you how scared I can be.
And the deeper our dive into the unexplored will be.
Known as that beautiful ocean, or more likely an empty and calm, but very interesting sea.
The place for everyone.
And that's where we are going.
For once and for all.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Prostitutes and lesbians.
You and I.
Cause I am taking you with me.
Ladies and gentlemen can I fuck you all?
May I - take your hand, beautiful?
and - turn you into what I really, really Love!
You "SS", are my love!!!"
My Beautiful Table "Dead people gathered around my table. It was such a beautiful table.
I told them to leave cause i was in command. I told them that I was the chief, but they didnt believe. They didnt understand
- I asked them: You believe in Jesus, but you dont believe in me!
What's wrong with you people? It was such a big contradiction...
There was dead meat on my table, my beautiful table and now suddenly they were all in red clothing.
Dead People Gathered In Red Suits!
Living is for rich people.
Deadmeat is for poor people.
Gathering is for scared people.
Death is for living people,
The end is the beginning!
Confidence is for social people.
Love is for everyone.
The truth is for believers, but the priest was a fucking liar.
The dancing Women invented the streets for the poor men and the
strangers in need!
- and then I just left my table. My Beautiful Table, alone. Together!"
The Truth of Fiction - (Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five, SEX)
"Where are the living people dying?
Where are the soldiers resting?
Where are the flying people standing?
Where's the tradegy? Where is it, tell me!
Who are these strangers and who are these strangers talking to?
Fuck off and fuck you!
Who Invented the pain and where are the beautiful people dancing?
Where are the lovers? Where are they, where are you, where are we?
I need you, like you need me!
But who is in command and who decides what is right and where are the wrong people?"
Why are people dancing for nothing? when there is no one to dance with!
So many people are trying to explain what this is about, but this is not a game!
Convincing people are dying because the muse is flying away from the real love - The Real Love!
Dancing people are trying to dance around the flame. The frame of life, but what is this life about. Where's the fire, where's the fire?
An underrated imagination, though there were colors and fire, but it was tied down by the indians restrictions and the shaman's desire!
But where is the fire that I admire so much?
The truth can be fiction, like the most honest person can lie.
There were strangers dying still denying, while you thought that no one was hurt except for the bleeding bird.
That could be the truth, but its not and it will never be - Never!
Poor people, stranded alone, but together. Together, alone outside the rich people's home.
That could be the truth, but its not!
Sleeping people who are dreaming and dreaming people who never sleep are living for the same beliefs. They just dont know that they're alive.
Come on people. WAKE UP. Its your time - Come on!
I am the truth of fiction and I painted the picture myself. What a beautiful, beautiful picture. I just didn't know it was you!
If you wanna dance with me, then I wanna dance with you. Come on baby lets dance.
I will let you fly accros the sky like an angel from hell,
I will let you feel devotion that is second to none, when you know where you belong and I guess you know it!
Come on baby. I am Waiting!
The Sleep: This is from my last dream. This is the dream:
I was stuck between shadows, but i was alone like being in a nightmare.
I saw a laughing face, a beautiful smile, asking:
Why are you so strange?
Why are you so different?
I saw a newborn fire turn into a pale endless light.
I remember I was fighting with someone, but there was no fight...
It was Strange, but not strange enough to kill me, not strange enough to wake me up
- Or maybe I was awake, but gone. Like a convincing person who chose to move on after he had tried to explain.
But why are you so strange?
Why are you so different?
I think I was climbing a mountain in reverse, but I didnt notice it.
I couldn't see it. I remember I was holding the hand of a girl I knew, but I had never seen her.
I just couldnt see her. She was not alone, but I couldn't see anything.
I could only feel her hand in mine.
I remember it was beautiful, but some dreams just need more time!
- This is a dream...
Let Me Wake You: I lost a battle without enemies. No responds. No replies. No chances. No eyes looking back at me!
A lack of connection is a lack of life. Some people are struggling for something impossible, while others arent able to fight!
The colors were strange.
The weather was great.
The summer was gone, though the sun light beamed down from the sky.
The city was sleeping.
The citizens were hiding.
The animals were eating, while the strangers were fighting - Let them fight!
This special night is made for the workers.
This special night is made for you and me.
This special night is made for the strangers in the streets and all the poor people who's dying for nothing. Dying in need...
Let them struggle while you're sleeping!
Sleep Sleep Sleep!
Let me wake you up.
Lets kill the pain together.
Lets swin through the troubles.
Let me show you the way.
These drugs are made for us.
Lets see the sun pass from the other side.
Lets travel the world and find our place to hide.
Lets keep our minds together.
Time kills the future.
Lets enjoy the weather. Its such a great weather today!
Beautiful things can be painful, like the pain can be beautiful.
Lovers can be lonely, like lonely people can be loving.
Let me see your eyes, let me see your eyes!
The reality is an illusion and the believing people invented the lies.
Dont trust them!
Dont trust anyone!
Dont believe anybody!
Everybody is nobody, but nobody is like you!
Faces (The Gallery): Faces all around us. They're just surrounding us.
Everyone of them are staring at the same thing. Its really quiet there!
The blue light from the moon is hiding the shadow of you, but you're still standing in the middle of the crowd and you're alone now.
They all know you now.
They know your thoughts, your desire and they know what you really admire.
They know what you're hiding.
They all know you.
They know your lies.
They can see through you!
Because they know your Face!"
The Beautiful Table is red at the moment, but it will change again.
The gallery is open, but the precious picture is gone!
If you're here to see real art then i would recommend you to move on
- This is just an illusion!
The Change (Introduction): Dead, but still awake? Is it part of it?
Satisfaction, do you remember it?
Is everything said?
Shall we continue?
Shall we wake up or shall we sleep?
Sleep is an essential part of escaping, but can it be done better?
Escaping is an essential part of life, but can it be done faster?
Fast made decisions can turn out wrong, but can they be changed?
...And then i woke, but it will never change!
Sleep - Sleep - Sleep!
"...And when you wake up I want you to...!"
"I wish you could see the beautiful storm with me", but i was stuck inside a train. It felt alright though, because I knew it wasn't the last storm!?
...Or maybe it was. The weather seems to be constantly clearing and it scares me!
I remember the hills outside the train, that were blocking the sun beams and it was a huge contradiction compared to where I were heading to!
I am wondering, if i am able to say: I know youre listening, but I know that youre listening! - Is this the calm before the storm?
- I just followed my plan, like i always do! - I left the train... and then i entered another train...
The sun was gone and everything was calm.
I was heading east, not very far though, but actually I Somehow know that i belong a bit south from here and it is not because it is cold where i am.
I'm rarely able to feel the weathers influence, but i can feel when you're freezing. It happens from time to time!
- I'm just waiting for another storm to arrive!
I know that my unconscious moments aren't far from yours, but i think you feel it much more than i do!
You're a slave, but you ain't got a Master and that is simply because you dont know whats going on behind your back!
- Then I left the train and walked slowly towards the bus! - What a fucking trip!
- Waiting for the bus to pick me up, while i'm waiting for the storm to arrive! - Waiting for fucking nothing! At least its snowing... in my nose ;)
...Waiting, is like being in love without knowing how to dance.
As I have stated earlier: "Always remember to dance around the fire, as if it is the last chance you had to dance, around anything!!!"
In this case i had a deadline, so i kept waiting without moving!
I don't have to move before i'm able to express myself. My eyes often speak for themselves.
Can you see me? Or are you blinded by something?
I have to be honest and admit that i haven't seen you, but I know your Face!!!
- I entered the bus that was heading towards the room of organized noise.
What a passion. What a distance. The Road! The Road! The Curves! The soft left turn!
"...I don't know where i am going, but I just know that I am going down!..."
What a desire, so beautifully filled with lies. What a thrill. What a fear. What a fucking trip my dear!
- Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!
I'm 1034 km away from the mainsquare of Sahara! I'm 181 days ahead of the heat that makes me sweat.
The memories of the leopard on the left and the black panther on the right, dancing to the sound of the rain!!!
- The Tiger!
"Just do what the tiger wants you to do. Just listen to the tiger!"
But I woke up. I actually just woke up, Huh!?!?...
I only remember the cats that were running around.
Screaming and fighting, like they all were fucking mental...
And then I saw all the dead rats everywhere. A sign of completely destructive behavior!
The contrast between the immaculate dream and the reality is very clear to me at least!
Do you know where you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know me?
I know you - sleep!
I fucking know you - sleep! sleep!
I just fucking know you - sleep! sleep! sleep!
What you are able to illuminate is truely beautiful, but you're really just a pale fucking idiot!
And when you cook im not hungry, i've already ate too much.
When you sleep im not tired, but i still sleep. I just fucking sleep. The creations that you make possible, is what you give me.
The truthful lies are so attracting, so I just fucking sleep, but with the window open, so im ready leave!"
- The bus stopped and i left it... I walked.... Actually i ran into the room of organized noise...
Only math can tell the truth. Add this. Add it!
Same sounds though. The noise. The logic. Add this! Add it! - Or enjoy the calm moment that I bring you!
I am smoking too less cigarettes, and I feel like I'm constantly in need of more sleep.
Fire made by thoughts and naked women dancing on the blue field. The field that you made!
The walls are moving, just like... Just like you! - Or are you just getting closer?
Hysteria on my right and you on my left - Time!
The walls are still moving. Car crashes. Death. We are all gonna wake up... slowly, but safe!
I wanna visit the zoo. I wanna feed the tiger. I wanna know you!
The reality brings the fear up in all of us! - The road. The Curves, so very soft - Down, all the way! - The Satisfaction!
No one is alone! No one is there! No one is gone! No one is...here!
The journey is shaped small and round... like... its just unforgettable!
- Nothing is important, but everything is remembered!"
The Change (MainPart): The Change. It's time for you to explain!
It's time for you to explain the change, the change, the change!
The change. It's time for you to change!
It's time for you to change the change, the change, the change!
I'm still right behind you, but i'm getting tired!
Sleep! zZz Sleep! zZz Sleep!
When I wake up I want you to remind me of my name!
And then once again;
Explain The Change!"
Eunique (Introduction) : Normally I prefer to draw my enemies with their hands stuck in the sand.
Because I like to take the decisions and I like to be in command. In Command: Take positions! Take positions!
German people marching for something good. Really?
Take position! Take position beautiful. I'm right behind you!
After all I enjoy this moment very much. You should do the same!
I'm right behind you beautiful!
I saw beautiful people marching before the war! Before the war!
I saw european people marching for something good!
I saw western people marching for something good!
But american people marching for something good?
The end is the beginning, just remember to say goodbye!
The March Across London (Part 5): What is the truth about, if this is the reality?
Few hands, but a lot of people!
Beautiful minds that just ran out of time.
Don't leave anything before you know what you got!
Don't kill yourself, if you're addicted to the beautiful queens blood.
Let her suffer first.
Let her feel your pain,
then kill her gently, but touch her first so she becomes insane.
Let her feel your pain!
Love her with hate.
Manipulate her faith!
Let her believe!
Let her believe and let her wait.
WAIT - you're waiting for Nothing...
The Fifth Part (The beginning): Strangers are talking to you in your sleep, but don't be scared like me. Don't be scared!
Sleeping thoughts are wondering for you. Green emotions are running through you, but they will stay.
They will stay until the end of the day, the last day.
Unconscious, but alive and in love
- Sleep, Sleep, Sleep And when you wake up I want you to scream my name"
The Fifth Part (Hope is): They were watching us, even the blind people could see it!
It was the beginning of the great hunting season and only the official opening of the gallery was the reason!
The tigers were dancing so gentle, so amazing!
The Beautiful Table is blue at the moment. Remember that!
Everything is blue and it will remain as the only color you cant see though! Remember that!
What a picture. What a view! The beautiful picture is a picture of you! Remember that
And then sleep!
Sleep Sleep Sleep
- When you wake up you shall keep your small eyes open!"
Sounds Like:LISTENERS REVIEWS: "I say this in truth..you may be one of the most promising composers and performance artists of our time. Your music bridges to gap between reality and a dream-like beauty...all takes the listener on an amazing trip of the imagination. Beautiful!"
"It will not be categorized as pop, at least not within the next few years, but you never know whether you are 30 years ahead of your time!"
"Totally compelling, amazing and bursting with sublime richness..like Kurt Weill meets Scott Walker, it just oozes melodrama and character and plank-walking musical courage. You are, indeed, the spider on the wall!!"
"This is utterly unique, I've never heard anything like it. I believe I'm hooked!"
"My Alien. i must say, this here... i think i've the most Beautiful Insanity that damn near fit me and soothz my psych. The Fourth Part caught me first though overall its completely ExtraOrdinary. Einstein would've had listened to somethin like this if not damn near thought it himself. BLESS"
"I think that your songs are really worth to be heard by huge amount of people!"
"Bravo! Bravo! absolutely marvolous! I cannot like it, for I love it! Your voice, the lyrics, the theatrics! a combination most perfect to say the very least. If perfection went by any other name then what a BeautifulTable it would be"
"You saw a laughing face? With a beautiful smile? No wonder I'm fascinated"
"It feels like an escape or a second world (a much better one) I love it, I'll probably fall asleep to it tonight."
"Your music is so dark and dusty like an old bar where some pretty girl from a bad quarter of town is dancing and every man admiring her imagines that everything could happen but she's really very loyal and upright (but not in a square way) and as she leaves, everyone'S somehow in love with her for the fantasy she sells, but she leaves alone and waits forever for that real friend and soulmate"
"This is what music is all about....."
"Listening to your new song: "Let Me Wake You", Amazing great song, sorrow, passion, love, desire, Your music sinks into my soul, It's so great that I can't get enough of it"
"when I listen to your songs, I feel like in dream or confusing, stormy or tender feelings!"
"My first thought was something about a French-inspired pirate who was stranded on a desert island and settled in the cave there!!! It is a very heavy genre, perhaps it could remind a bit like an electronic version of the cradle of filth? Just a little more calm but still in a somber way."
"Enchanting, mesmerizing and haunting!!! Fantastic stuff"
"Deine Musik Deine Kunst ist so schwer nicht was man man einfach so sich reinzieht man muss sich öffnen und ganz darauf einlassen die richtige Stimmung ins sich tragen um es wirken zu lassen...! Ich finde es deine Kunst passt zu meiner Person und ich finde sie wunderbar! Du bist ein guter und ehrlicher Künstler das merkt man in deinen Stücken !!!"
"ur music just draws me into it, i love it"
"damn... U just hit my soft spot. I shall be completely honoust when i say that this IS the best music in the world, and till now i only knew one band who make this kind of music."
"I can't help but finding myself dancing to your sound. I'm swirling around and smiling at unexpected words. You are a real artist."
"Your art is as fascinating as it is lovely. I once composed classical piano pieces, long ago. Your poetry and words inspire thought and provoke intense feelings from your audience. Congratulations! But what struck me most was the music itself. It spoke to me beyond your words, especially your first piece "Beginning/End". Sometimes words are unnecessary in order to express what needs to be said. I confess to having fallen in love with it haha...I will be listening more, you can be sure"
"I did end up finding it somewhat therapeutic!"
"Absolutely Beautiful! No word I know to describe it, one must experience for themselves. Perfect name for your group. The drama of The Ballet is perfectly portrayed and immediately casts the listener/viewer in a melancholic atmosphere of both lingering with hope and entrancing magical optimism, like crystals falling gently to the violin strings. Those who have never experienced theatre or drama and truly appreciate it, can not realise the full implications behind that grasping music that brings both a dancer and listener to wistful smiles and tears. A dream, simply a dream... My heart stills as does my body quakes as in that dream I imagine spinning in an arabesque seeking to capture the attention of an aspiring lover while charming with a silent voice of integrity and peace. Truly stirring, too many motions like whirlpools. The Ballet boasts pure feminine spice daringly capturing masculine essence through a quiet Siren dance"
"You are among the best of the best and I have great love and respect for your musical works"
"I just Finish Liseting to one of your songs on Facebook; Call "My Beautiful Alien" Let me tell you That your music just literaly just took me into a world full of Dark Gothic Beauty! I honestly Belive your Music is Magical! Right now Im lisenting "The Ballet" Like I said "Magical"
"I was laying here in the dark relistening to your songs, just letting the music take me on an adventure. It just bought to mind all of the other works of art I've fallen in love with and melded them all together in my mind like some kind of perverse carnival or macabre masquerade. I just had to reiterate that I find your music truely wonderful. I'm listening to the tracks back-to-back and it's flowing together like a stage show or play, it's f'ing awesome"
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