Tekstet (Subtitled)

Ex Norwegian - Tekstet (Subtitled)

Tracklist

1. Wasteland

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2. Fearless

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3. Whose Motion

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4. Dead Romance

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5. June Flakes

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6. Any Old Time

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7. O Simone

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8. It's All Panda

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9. F'Nostalgia

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10. Gemmas

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About Album

CD-R, Digital Download
Produced and mixed by Roger Houdaille

Artist: Ex Norwegian

Label: Think Like A Key Records

Release Date: May 26, 2017

People: Roger Houdaille: Guitars, Bass, Keys, Drums, Vocals; Michelle Grand: Vocals

Available Lyrics

Wasteland

And we're sold to the wasteland
Not much choice in the wasteland
And we gasp in the wasteland

In the hole do whatever you can

And we're gone to the wasteland
We're far off in the wasteland
And we know it's just wasteland
Still we can't get away if we can

Remember no one ever cares for the meek
Now take your pennies spend them right off of the street
Build new homes and think about it for a week
Grab your stars you'll need them to fence off all the heat

And we're sold as a wasteland
Nothing grows in the wasteland
Yet we live in the wasteland
Without hope to reach whatever we can

And we're sold to the wasteland
We're so young in the wasteland
And we grow in the wasteland
Despite all odds we do the best that we can

Fearless

We're not going to lose the tide
Pack our bags and head downtown

Heart beat blasting like uh drum
When did we become such dharma bums

Rearrange, be amazed
Discovering who we used to be
You got nothing to hate I got nothing to hide
You got nothing to lose I got nothing to buy

Lost in awe and wonder
I can see for miles and miles
Nothing stays the same a ways
Cables transfer day after day

Rearrange, be amazed
Discovering who we used to be
You got nothing to hate I got nothing to hide
You got nothing to lose I got nothing to buy, buy, buy

Oooooah
Oooooah

Heart beat blasting like uh drum
When did we become such dharma bums

Rearrange, be amazed
Discovering who we used to be
You got nothing to hate I got nothing to hide
You got nothing to lose I got nothing to buy
You got nothing but hate I got nothing but love, love, love, love

Whose Motion

It's the same emotion, sailin' across the ocean
Get a little bit of city, in the middle of nowhere
And it's not dark yet


Then you lookin' to find
What's on your mind
It's the same old sign
There goes an answer, you got a minute

But you can't go live
When you're losing your mind
It's the same old try
When you're losing your mind

It's the same emotion, just set to motion
Feeling rather pity, still looking rather pretty
When you're tongue tied

It's the summer time
When you're running wild
They go big in your side
You got a fair trade, you gotta be straight

But no time for the lies
In the middle of the night
It's the sound of the tide
Crashing into your mind
The same in the city
It's a wonderful life
You can call it a pity
But don't surrender the lie

It's a little bit of patience
It's another generation
Nothing but a villain

Dead Romance

What you said you said
That you gotta go
What I meant you said

How did you know?
If I could talk you'd talk
And that's how I roll
Outside the walk
Front sides locked

If you take it, take it from me
When you say it, say it over
If you take it, take it from them
When they break it, break it again
When the romance is dead
Taken all, all of it
Just share and return, wait again now

June Flakes

Fade
Nothing rings up right
And you don't want another fight

Not tonight
It's all gone, gone, gone

Please
Happens all the time
Don't make it something new or it might
Be alright
When you try
In hindsight
To go bye bye bye bye bye

Never see
Never do
Why am I the only one who ever gets this feeling thru
Feel how you feel
But know it's not really

Real
Coming round once more
But it's not like an open door
No no no
You can't see what's going
On
It happens all the time
When you got nothing on your mind
And it's so
Set up for
High above
That cloudy outpour pour pour

Never see
Never do
Why am I the only one who ever gets this feeling thru
Feel how you feel
But know it's not really
Real

Any Old Time

Excuse me, am I 'loud
To dance twist on a cloud
Feeling high in the air

That's when I have no care
And when the clock strikes o'twelve
At the old Fort Zoutman
I will be there
With my ladies, oh so fair

Any old time
Go to Bon Bini
We can twist there
They don't care

And the coral stands proud
As it's rocking the crowd
There's no major unplowed
Twist is so fine and allowed
From what seems like nowhere
Comes a mention out there
It sounds like a fanfare
Or something on four square

Any old time
Go to Bon Bini
We can twist there
They don't care

Any old time
Bring the gypsy
We can twist there
They don't stare

Any old time
Go to Bon Bini
We can twist there
They don't care

O Simone

Another day and night I call your name
But it's the same you're gone, no sign

You looking to my eyes I feel no pain
But I'm all alone, you know, it's all matter of policy

Oh Simone
You're running back to me
You're coming back to flee

Oh Simone
You're running back to me
You're running back to see

It's lucky for us that as time flies
We forget the pain and the shores that we found

It's hard to feel sane without a mind
I can feel the sound, you're here, you're all around

Oh Simone
You're running back to me
You're coming back to flee

Oh Simone
You're running back to me
You're running back to see

It's All Panda

Make my own bank, own bank now
Filling my own tank, own tank wow
I say it like it except when I don't


It's all uh panda, panda now
It's all uh panda, panda wow

You can steal a blind man, uh blind man's seat
And you can make it rain in the middle of the street
But look at you high man, so high on your bike
But you can't fall off the seat if it's tight
It's all uh panda, panda now
It's all uh panda, panda wow
Panda!

Godness what mess
Crickets all in despair
Holding on to flat air
It can be wrong when it feels so right
If it's panda it's alright

If it's panda you know it's outta sight, yea
It's all panda, panda now
It's all panda, panda wow
It's all panda, panda now
It's all panda, panda wow
It's all panda, panda, panda
Now now now wow
Panda

F'Nostalgia

If you really want to
If you really want to save your space
If you really need to


You really want to be there when you ain't
Take a trip down on a holiday
It's so easy to turn off your mind
And relax download a hundred times

Hit repeat and once upon a time
There sneered a shine on taken out of line
It doesn't matter when you lose your mind
It grows back fine on a second time

Sound aligns on top of what you draw
Beams of light shone past your window flaw
Birds and bees tie hollow eve somewhere
It's not dark when grasped on fools muster

If you really want to
If you really want to save your space
If you could believe in
If you could believe in outer space
If you really say stand
If you really say stand in your place
If you really want to
If you really want just save your space
If you could believe in
If you could believe in outer space
If you really say stand
If you really say stand in your place

You really want to be there when you ain't
Take a trip down on a holiday
It's so easy to turn off your mind
And relax download a hundred times

Gemmas

Now's the time
Of your mind
When you say what you want to say

How you feel
It's for real and you
You believe what you ought to say
It's the time
Of your mind
And you sing

Woah
Lightning as fast as the first thing you see
Woah
Music is playing and you can not see me
Woah

Now's the time
In your mind
When you say what you want to say
It's so real
How you feel and you are

Woah
Lightning as fast as the first thing you see
Woah
Music is playing and you can not see me
Woah

Now's the time
Of your mind
When you feel
How you ought to feel
It's for real
How you feel and you
Can't believe what you want to say
Can't believe what you want to say
Can't believe what you want to say

Album Reviews

 Ex Norwegian is one of the most prolific Florida-based pop bands of the twenty-first century. But even more importantly, they're one of the most consistent in terms of quality and credibility. Although there are some continuous threads in the band's music, occasionally a release seems to come from a slightly different universe. Tekstet has a different overall sound and feel from previous Ex Norwegian albums. The main difference is that these tracks have a great deal in common with garage rock bands from the past and present (lots of reverb in the mix this time around). And true to the claim of the press release, the tracks are "...topped with a powerfully experimental production." But the songs still have those inviting catchy elements that Ex Norwegian fans have come to know and love. Ten groovy tracks that clock in at just over half an hour. This is a band that never disappoints. If you like artists on the Happy Happy Birthday To Me label, this album should appeal to you. Killer tracks include "Wasteland," "Dead Romance," and "It's All Panda." Top pick. 

babysue®

 The Miami-based Ex Norwegian shakes things up a bit on Tekstet (Subtitled), its third album in as many years, and eighth overall. The male-female vocal dynamic of singer-guitarist Roger Houdaille and singer Michelle Grand is mostly absent and some tracks have deliberately off-kilter arrangements. Still, Grand makes the most of her three songs and Houdaille layers his distinctive vocals within catchy arrangements that adroitly tap into power pop and various shades of 1960s rock.  “Any Old Time,” with its galloping bass and cartoon voices that drift in and out, is one of Houdaille’s more appealing adventures on this effort. “F’Nostalgia” starts slowly before evolving into a delirious swirl of keyboards, and “Whose Motion” also conjures psychedelic elements. “Gemmas” has a driving beat and an infectious melody that evokes Let’s Active and The dB’s.  Grand sings lead on Tekstet’s most energetic tracks, including the bass guitar propelled and defiant “Fearless.” She helps give “June Flakes” a buoyant, 1960s girl group sound that recalls the departed and still missed band The Like, and is also impressive with the catchy retro pop of “O Simone.” It would be nice to find Grand and Houdaille singing as a team again on the next (2018?) release, but in the meantime, Tekstet is an eccentric but consistently enjoyable effort. 

Broken Hearted Toy