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Bled White: Nothing Lasts

Bled White already carries a contradiction in itself. You have the red, the blood as Urstoff of life and the carrier of passion. On the other hand, white as a noncolour, unites everything in itself as purity, innocence, and an empty canvas with that as an invitation to feel for themselves. Bled White plays musically with these contradictions. Although the songs are perhaps disenchanted, they shouldn’t cause disillusion. Like movies of Fellini or Godard: aesthetic, but true. Latter once said, “That is not blood, that is red.” Christian Kuehn, the head of the project, is a representative of a generation burdened by cinematic and literary models.

Bled White: Nothing Lasts

He wanders through his reality, examines, and describes, but he never transfigures. Except, he finds out that things are not good. Bled dry. Nevertheless, they are worthy of life and love. This is also reflected in the sound: as an architect of great sound walls, which he lets collapse in the next moment, in the musical spectrum of acoustic ballads, gloomy electro folk, swaggering strings pathos, and traces of Synthie-Pop. Songs that are rapt and rapture. The melancholy in symphony is always in contrast to the disarming intimacy and an optimistic finale. Mortality and sentimentality for what is, was, or will be. Bled White’s new video “Nothing Lasts” is a black and white fold-out-world, showing ever-moving textile-landscapes and monochromatic close-ups. The EP “Greta” will be released on the 22nd of January and will be the green light for Bled Whites Germany tour.

Bled White: Nothing Lasts

Bled White: Nothing Lasts Lyrics:
It takes a minute just to realize
How things are passing me by
I want to keep them still and believe that they last forever Just a mo so I can say good bye
To a life that was meant to be mine
Lucky you, if you can’t see what I see…nothing lasts forever

Sometimes you better let go
Though it hurts like never before
Sometimes, better get you gone
Away, way, way, away, way, way
Sometimes you better let go
Though the pain never splits for good
Sometimes, better get you gone
Away, way, way, away, way, way

The way they talk will make you understand
That you don’t belong to them
And it feels like a waste of time to adapt to
Random words that will fade like smoke
They will be blown away when you balk
And you don’t want to believe what you see is real

Sometimes you better let go
Though it hurts like never before
Sometimes, better get you gone
Away, way, way, away, way, way
Sometimes you better let go
Though the pain never splits for good
Sometimes, better get you gone
Away, way, way, away, way, way

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