Lyrics
Breakaway
You know you should break the frame
You long to be part of the game
I just want to dissociate from your boundaries
And break away from what you call life.
And I don’t care about being alone
This time I don’t regret
My sorrowful life
You persuaded me
I was satisfied.
Oh no oh no oh no no
Sometimes you miss the colour in your life
Although you’re certain that you’re young
I wonder why everything seems so used up
And no-one tells me what I’m doing wrong
Because I care about being alone
On my own I regret
My sorrowful life
I speak to myself
I was quite alright.
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah.
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Portrait
He’s a lonely boy with no–one by his side
And his look is filled with arrogance and pride
He can’t understand why men do hurt each other
He’s no angry man to kill his mother
In his heart there is big wide emptyness
In his eyes you find nothing but distress
He has never been aware of all of his fears
He just can’t cry out any tears.
He lives in his dreams and thoughts so confused
And his harden soul feels abused
He doesn’t know how to tell what’s in his head
He’s not sure if he lives or if he’s dead
He’s a boy who just has no–one to lean on
He is not the only one
Has it always been like this or when did this start
That ache in our heart
He is homeless and he seems to have no roots
Still he’s waiting for a starting shoot
Like a stranger stumbling through time
He wonders if this world is just a single crime
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Broken Angel
Broken angel kiss me twice
Show me the way to the lost paradise
Your sweet breath confuses my brain
I am swaying between pleasure and pain
Broken angel make me smile
I got lost in this world for a while
You can’t set my heart on fire
But you’ve awakened an insatiable desire
Sometimes your kisses feel like a crash
‘Cause your lips are cold as stone
I feel the time mash my flesh
And I always feel alone
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Twice
Once again I tried my best
Once again I lost myself.
In you
I drowned my heart
In you
I fell apart
In you
I want you back again
I want you back
I’m losing you again
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Everywhere
Contamination
Trying to touch tomorrow
Stumbling through time.
Exaggeration
Feeding the machine
Like a freak–out at dawn
Configuration
Catching up the distance
Like a dream of a child.
Emancipation
Be a hero for one day
Don’t forget to seize the day
Roses twirling backwards
Turn into blue
Like shadows in the dust
Picture you
Everywhere
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Unkind
You know I can’t read your thoughts
Why don’t you say what’s going on with you
I see you smile I see you cry
I wonder if we can carry on
Like this
You don’t know anymore
Somehow you can’t recall
Why you feel thrown back and left behind
It’s so unkind.
It’s tiring me to see you down
I know you suffer while my hands are tied
You’ve locked your secrets up forever
I feel we can not carry on
Like this
You don’t know anymore
Somehow you can’t recall
Why you feel thrown back and left behind
It’s so unkind.
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Anything is on the road
Sometimes it works like it used to somehow
I recapture you inside my dreams
Screaming pictures bundle my mind body and soul
Apocalyptic party
Crazy
Rien ne va plus
It is always cold outside
Don’t switch off your mind
Forever being blind.
Everything has put you down
Tonight
Imploding illness will follow forever
A wandering spirit has stolen your bones
The less you get the more you die
Dust creates flesh and nothing will rest
We are floating sculptures
With a short lifespan
Dazzled in the night.
Anything is on the road
Tonight
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Paralyzed
Anyway somehow
Time has broken down
Here it comes again
All these echoes in my head
I don’t want to leave
The place where I am now
There is nowhere
Nowhere I could go
To leave
My mind
Behind
I don’t want to lick my wounds anymore
Sometimes I wish I could close my face
Like I can close my eyes
Here we are again
Standing lonesome all together
I’ve been drifting fast
On the edge of time
There is no–one
No–one I could know
To see
What we
Could be
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Still timeless
I don’t know you and you don’t know me.
I took the starring role
As the background stranger
Your eyes reflected the sun
Be careful when you reach your aim
You might lose control
You might fail the sense
You’ve already lost it
Dragging me down
Your camera has made me love you
But you can’t even remember
The day that was timeless
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Trail on
Into the distance your thoughts go out
But it’s yourself you think about
You’re searching for your secrets
But the fragments of your memory have all faded away
Those days of golden wealth left nothing
It makes you fall down on your knees
Who will pull you up
Filled with homesickness you’re smiling inside
‘Cause there ain’t no regrets left to ignore
When you’re outside you won’t get in
And when you’re all alone you will never win
Trail on away
How far
How near
Don’t stop and stay
No warmth
Exists in here
Written by Jan Basters, Stephan Basters, Jörn Brucker.
Published by Guilty Guitars Music.
2005 © Guilty Guitars Music.
All rights reserved.
Reviews
PERSONA NON GRATA (Ausgabe #65)
Rezension von Andreas Richter
So wie unsre Stadt, so wie viele andere Städte gleichermaßen, kennt freilich auch Hamburg seine unbeugsamen Helden. Die Träumer, die die erwartbaren Städtesounds gleich ganz resetten und bei denen der Proberaum immer auch Exil ist. Bei uns heißen die Palestar, in Berlin heißen die beispielsweise Lunar Bay, in Hamburg heißen die Guilty Guitars.
Und wenn der havarierte Kahn da auf dem Cover sein Nostalgia-Schwarzweiß etwas zu stereotyp abstrahlt, dann rult das Artwork bei genauerer Überlegung beinahe schon in selbstironischer Pose. Eine Band aus Hamburg, die nicht klingt wie eine aus Hamburg, die hat natürlich keinen Plattenvertrag. Eine Band die an Business-Torpedos leck schlägt, die hat die Freiheit abzusaufen oder aber – und nun setzen wir der Kalauerei noch ein übermütiges Bonmötchen obenauf – die hat die Freiheit, das Ruder selber in die Hand zu nehmen. Die Guiltys handeln mit Attitüde, die Selbermachen heißt und dran glauben. Es kann ihnen gar nicht schwer fallen; deren beschlagener Poptraditionalismus ist durchbuchstabiert genug, um den Neuzeitkanon um Placebo, Stereophonics, Radiohead gründlich aufzuräumen.
Wenn so ein kleines Wunder wie „Broken Angel“ nur mal irgendwo rotieren würde, dann fragten sicher gleich alle, wer das ist. Es sind Guilty Guitars und auch wir glauben daran.
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Rezension von André Bromberger
In Indiekreisen sind sie kein unbeschriebenes Blatt mehr, die Guilty Guitars aus Hamburg. Ihre aktuelle Scheibe „Days Of Golden Wealth“ verrät auch warum. Der zeitlose Indiepop weiß durchaus zu gefallen, insbesondere die ruhigeren Passagen durchzieht eine spezielle Melancholie, bei lauteren Stellen wird schonmal geschrammelt und gebrüllt. Alles aber in einem gewissen Rahmen, sodaß man schon von einer kompakten, in sich stimmigen Scheibe sprechen kann, die mit “Portrait“ und “Broken Angel“ zwei wirklich schöne Hits bietet.
Hier und da denkt man an das famose „OK Computer“ von Radiohead oder an ganz alte Scheiben vom R.E.M., die Guilty Guitars haben allerdings größtenteils eine eigene Marke. Leute, die auf trocken produzierten, sparsam instrumentierten und mit mehrstimmigen Gesang versehenen Indiepop stehen, mögen die Guilty Guitars anchecken.
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Days of golden wealth
Credits
Guilty Guitars:
Stephan Basters: bass, vocals
Jörn Brucker: drums
Jan Basters: guitars, vocals
Recorded & mixed at Alien Network Studio, HH (GER) by Ronnie Henseler
Mastering at Soundgarden, HH (GER) by Chris von Rautenkranz
Pubished by Guilty Guitars Music
Words & Music by Guilty Guitars
Print Run: 500
GGR LC 14628 / GEMA