Brightful Times [Extended Edition 1987​-​1992]

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    Original EP from 1987.

    Thirty year old vinyl, 12", 45 RPM, Limited Edition.
    Comes with lyrics sheet, vegan logo sticker and three band photos. The vinyl is in mint condition; the EP sleeve in near mint condition. Every parcel is insured and has an online tracking number.
    PLEASE NOTE: The vinyl EP contains only four tracks!

    Includes unlimited streaming of Brightful Times [Extended Edition 1987-1992] via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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ABOUT THE DIGITAL EDITION:

Forma Tadre's first EP, "Brightful Times", was released in 1987.The digital edition, "Brightful Times [Extended 1987-1992]" features the four original vinyl tracks (track 1-4) plus eight bonus tracks (track 5-12) from that time period (previously unreleased).

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released November 22, 2019

ALBUM CREDITS

Andreas Meyer - Synthesizer, Programming, Vocals
Hansjoerg Schifferer - Guitars, Vocals
Erwin Thom - Synthesizer, Programming, Engineering

Music by Andreas Meyer, Hansjoerg Schifferer, Erwin Thom
Lyrics of 1, 2, 6, 7 by Hansjoerg Schifferer
Lyrics of 5, 8, 9, 10, 11 by Andreas Meyer
Lyrics of 3 by Anonymous, 4 by Edgar Allan Poe, 12 by Paul Éluard
1-4 recorded at Zack-Peng-Studio by Bob Giddens, mixed at Redhouse Studios by O. Rother
5, 9 recorded at Artland Studios
6, 7, 8, 10, 11, 12 recorded at home, mixed by Erwin Thom, Andreas Meyer
Sleeve design by Petra Rothbart, Forma Tadre
Photos by Erwin Thom, Dietmar Hilker, Dirk Lehnert
Instruments used: Roland TR-707 Rhythm Composer, Korg DDD-1 Sampling Drum Machine, Roland JX-3P, Korg Monopoly, Korg Poly-800, Korg M500 Micro Preset, Yamaha DX100, Moog Rogue, Korg DW-8000, Casio FZ-10M Sampler, Casio SK-1 Sampler, Roland MC-500 Micro Composer, Yamaha MT44, Ibanez Guitar
Mastering 1-4 by Bernd Steinwedel, Studio Nord Bremen
Mastering 5-12 by LeafAudio
Production by Forma Tadre

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Forma Tadre is a German musical project that can best be described as electro with a feel of soundtracks and ambient but has also been categorized as industrial or electronic body music.

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Track Name: Tanz der Tänze
Tanzt Tanzt Tanzt
Den Tanz der Tänze
Tanzt Tanzt
Das Glück der Träume

Tanzt Tanzt Tanzt
Den Tanz der Tänze
Tanzt Tanzt
Das Glück der Träume

Helle um uns herum
Drehn uns im Kreis
Keine Zeit damit vertan
Welke Bilder anzusehn

Fanfaren tönen voll
Haben uns längst erfasst
Tragen die hohen Wogen
Weit weg von diesem Ort

Arme greifen nach Wolken
Werfen uns in den Wind
Rasende Herzen wirbeln
Lassen Takte schwindelig werden

Tanzt Tanzt Tanzt
Den Tanz der Tänze
Tanzt Tanzt
Das Glück der Träume

Tanzt Tanzt Tanzt
Den Tanz der Tänze
Tanzt Tanzt
Das Glück der Träume
Track Name: Welt der Diebe
Mondeslicht in der Finsternis
Neongrelles Treiben in Ausflugsstimmung
Das Herz sticht und besudelt blindlings
Die Sinne des Waisen
Weisen

Leise schummrig die Serenade erschaudert
Die Herzensdame darauf bedauert
Der Jüngling wird bei ihr nicht älter
Liebe und Kabale, Hiebe und Skandale
Hiebe und Skandale

Er sich von dannen trollt
Welt der Diebe
Welt der Triebe
Femme Fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial
Man ihn darauf so scholt
Tra-tra-tragisch
Idio-idio-matisch
Femme fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial

Polarstern erhellt die Szenerie
Gespenster werfen ihre Silhouetten
Begraben unter schwerer Wolkendecke
Begierig den Mund nach ihr lecke

Sie nahmen ihm den letzten Heller
Es bleibt der fade öde Teller
Verraten, betrogen und auch beraubt
Hei! Da ist die nächste Braut

Er sich von dannen trollt
Welt der Diebe
Welt der Triebe
Femme Fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial
Man ihn darauf so scholt
Tra-tra-tragisch
Idio-idio-matisch
Femme fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial

Er sich von dannen trollt
Welt der Diebe
Welt der Triebe
Femme Fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial
Man ihn darauf so scholt
Tra-tra-tragisch
Idio-idio-matisch
Femme fatale
Sex un peu
Sex un peu
Total trivial
Track Name: Grace
Bright light star
So very far and calling
To me from across the void

Bright light star
So very far and calling
To me from across the void

The immeasurable distance between souls
One perceived - is as close
As the star within

In a dream I once saw her
Delicate frame floating
Without strain
Closer - I saw her
Closer - Than ever before
And I reached out

Here she is
She'll always be with me
Yet even still she is approaching - so I hold
Here she is
Here she is
She'll always be with me
Yet even still she is approaching - so I hold
Here she is
And I also await the immanent arrival
The immanent arrival

In a dream I once saw her
Delicate frame floating
Without strain
Closer - I saw her
Closer - Than ever before
And I reached out to receive

Here she is
She'll always be with me
Yet even still she is approaching - so I hold
Here she is

Here she is
She'll always be with me
Yet even still she is approaching - so I hold
Here she is
And I also await the immanent arrival
The immanent arrival
Track Name: For Annie
Thank heaven the crisis
The danger is past
And the lingering illness
Is over at last
And the fever called living
Is conquered at last
Sadly I know
I am shorn of my strength

And no muscle I move
As I lie at full length
But not matter I feel
I am better at length
And I rest so composedly
Now in my bed
That any beholder
Might fancy me dead

The moaning and groaning
The sighing and sobbing
Are quieted now
With that horrible throbbing
That burned in my brain
All that horrible throbbing
The sickness, the nausea
The pitiless pain

Thank heaven the crisis
The danger is past
Thank heaven the crisis
Is over at last

Thank heaven the crisis
The danger is past
And the lingering illness
Is over at last
And the fever called living
Is conquered at last
Sadly I know
And I'm shorn of my strength

No muscle I move
As I lie at full length
But not matter I feel
I am better at length
And I rest so composedly
Now in my bed
That any beholder
Might fancy me dead
The moaning and groaning
The sighing and sobbing
Are quieted now
With that horrible throbbing
That burned in my brain
All that horrible throbbing
The sickness, the nausea
The pitiless pain

Thank heaven the crisis
The danger is past
Thank heaven the crisis
Is over at last
Track Name: Why don't you buy me?
You like to send your pictures
All around the world every day
Pictures on the wall
Pictures in every tubeway

You're looking up
You see
A great void

You're looking down on yourself
I'm a product
Product

Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't - I beg you, say
Why don't you buy me

You're looking sad
And all the teardrops
That made your grease
So slimy on your cheeks
Try to be mad
Give up your coolness
Seize the day
I won't pay

Brain control
That's what your life's been
Commercial voices gathering
All around
The life of yours was not a daydream
When you are dead
Somebody else will be found

And 2, 4
Brain collapse
You don't gimme a heart attack
I told you I won't pay
For your masquerade

Told you I won't pay
For your masquerade
Won't pay
I won't pay
I won't pay
I won't

Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't you buy me
Why don't - I beg you, say
Why don't you buy me

You're looking sad
And all the teardrops
That made your grease
So slimy on your cheeks
Try to be mad
Give up your coolness
Seize the day
I won't pay
For your masquerade

And all the teardrops
That made your grease
So slimy on your cheeks
Try to be mad
Give up your coolness
Seize the day
I won't pay

You feel so sad
You feel so sad
You feel so sad
You feel so sad
Track Name: Television
Television
I can't close my eyes
Television
I can't turn my face
Television
I can't move at all
Television, uhh
Dig it

Television hypnosis. My mind's
Feeling like a goggle-box
Round the clock and day by day
Gearing for some TV spots

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Television
I can't turn my face
Television
I can't move my eyes
Television
I can't move at all
Television

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like

Send me signals
In my TV brain
Send me signals
I feel, I feel like
Track Name: Jammed
One day moving out the crooked flat
One day walking into dark light
But now I feel like
I feel like
Jammed

A curse, you say
Your words, your fiction
You don't understand
I gonna cut loose
Cause I feel like
Jammed
Jammed

Other days
Feel the same
Hearing flowers
Falling down
Falling down on my head
Down on my head

Jammed
We all carry on with thinking of control
Jammed
My blood just curdled
Jammed
No wisdom cause we are blind
Jammed
We all carry on with thinking of control
Jammed
No wisdom cause we are
Blind

Days
Feel the same
You treat me with contempt
And you don't understand
And I feel like
I feel like

We all carry on with thinking of control
My blood just curdled
No wisdom cause we are blind

Days
Feel the same
You treat me with contempt
And you don't understand
And I feel like
I feel like

We all carry on with thinking of control
My blood just curdled
My blood just curdled

Jammed
No wisdom cause we are blind
Jammed
We all carry on with
Jammed
We all carry on with
Jammed
We all carry on with thinking of control
Track Name: Party on Mars
I was circling in the atmosphere
When startling news reached my ear
I heard a voice on interface
I simply said: Set out into space
We gonna dance
We will fly high
We will illuminate the sky
We gonna reach the distant stars
Let's make a party on Mars
Let's make a party on Mars

Spaceships starting off
The course was set
The ground was shaking
Sky was red
I watched this swarm of fireflies
Looked through a window in the skies
From Earth to Moon in half on hour
Supported by space engine power
Guided by lots of satellites
We made our way through darkest nights

And then at least we saw a light
The Marsian spaceport came in sight
Embedded in a crater vent
A spiderweb of steel cement
I took a shortcut to that place
To be the first one in the chase
The others watched it with a moan
But I had already touched

Down on mars
My body is electrified
Down on mars
Protonic fields will sent me right
Away from Mars
To heaven to the shiny stars
That's how we did the party on Mars

We make a party on Mars

I got out and took a gliding cab
Direction capital city to a secret fun lab
I asked the driver for one of those cigarettes
He said: Wait a minute, please, the cops are ahead

We make a party on Mars

A dangerous opiate's
The feeling when you need a change
That's all

But he gave me one
And I took a deep breath
By that time it didn't smell like a cigarette
I left my calling card on a crystal slab
It said: Hey old chap.
We're glad to have you back.
We're glad to have you back.

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise

Drowned in space
You feel no limit's set
Control is lost
You gonna fall
You rise
Track Name: Happiest Day
Dim vales
And shadowy floods
Shapeless creatures
Sucking blood
And I would
If I could
Change
Nothing to gain
It's ever the same
My life is so in vain

No use
Living in a train
Your eyes are blind of faith
Every sound's driving me insane
My life is all in vain
And I should better risk a step into that waking world
If I could fall from the top of my dreams quite unhurt
But I don't stand still
I don't stay
Black wings do carry me far away

Dim vales
And shadowy floods
Shapeless creatures
Sucking blood
Emerging from the underground
I can't escape
To them I'm bound

No use
I can't break the chains
I can't move this
It all stays the same
What is left is to be insane
My life is so in vain
And I should better risk a step into that waking world
If I could fall from the top of my dreams quite unhurt
But I don't stand still
I don't stay
Black wings do carry me far away

But no use
I can't break the chains
I can't move this
It always stays the same
What is left is to be - to be insane
My life is so in vain
So in vain

Stop it

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