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Dodał: Cinemonpl
Official video for Cinemon - The Last Trip is a surreal funeral party to the sound of grunge with brass section, inspired by the tragic death of Scott Weiland of Stone Temple Pilots.
Scott Weiland was this hero of mine who went the rough road. The band was never were big like the other seattle-era stars but he had the sort of magnetism that made you have goose bumps.
He died of overdose almost 7 years ago which bothers me to this day. A sad story of a guy whos got everything is hiding more and more, behind things, new house, new face. And is sliding away, hoping someone will get him out just in time.
Why do stories like this happen so often in the world of music?
Well, you dont have to overdose spectacularly to follow the similar path. Every time I sing The Last Trip, I remind myself to be present, even if its hard, and try do things differently, says Michał Wójcik, the bands leader.
DIRECTED BY: Kornel Trombik
WRITTEN BY: Kornek Trombik, Cinemon
DOP: Wojtek Koperski
LIGHTING: Kamil Sorocki, Bartosz Łach
PA: Karol Podsiadło
EDITING AND COLOR-GRADING: Kornel Trombik
VFX: Kornel Trombik
PRODUCTION & COSTUME DESIGNER: Katarzyna Małek
MAKE-UP: Marcelina Nowak-Gozdecka Artystyczna Bohema
MAKING OF: Mariusz Bysiewicz
CAST:
Boy I - Kuba Pałka
Boy II - Tomasz Bysiewicz
Priest - Wojciech Żuchowski
Deadman - Michał Wójcik
Widow - Katarzyna Małek
Cousin - Aleksandra Tokarczyk
Uncle - Marcin Wolski
Wailer - Ewa Skolias
Aunt - Katarzyna Piotrowska-Ornatkiewicz
Hand with the guitar - Kornel Trombik
Banana Guy - Rafał Klimczak
LOCATIONS (and special thanks to):
Teatr Nowy Proxima
Klub Spotkań Poczta Główna
SONG RECORDED AT: Jupiter Ranch Studios
MIX/MASTER: Piotr Grzegorowski
CINEMON IS:
Michał Wójcik - guitars, voc
Kuba Pałka - drums, voc
Tomek Bysiewicz - bass
AVAILABLE AT SPOTIFY, DEEZER, APPLE MUSIC AND OTHER STREAMING SERVICES:
https://ffm.to/thelasttripcinemon
LINKS:
WWW: http://www.cinemon.pl
FB: http://www.fb.com/cinemonpl
YT: http://youtube.com/cinemonpl
IG: http://instagram.com/cinemonpl
BANDCAMP: http://cinemon.bandcamp.com
SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0q8jytU3xn3FdxaVJKOWC8
NEWSLETTER: http://cinemon.pl/newsletter
LYRICS:
Have you seen my new face
A hardly moving paper mache
Here and there I made amends
So now Im blunter around the edge
So now sing and rejoice
Find reconnection while I
Get shit together somehow
Pick oneself up and fall
Got myself a thingy thing
Another one I can hide behind
The more of those thingies I have
The less of me remains inside
So now sing and rejoice
Find reconnection while I
Am hardly keeping my head
Above the water somehow
Coming back from my last trip
Around the universe and up to the skies
Nothing changed since my last trip
Seems like nothing ever gets me out
Coming back from my last trip
Around the universe and down to the rut
Nothing changed since my last trip
Hope Ill get myself out in time
Have you seen my new car (Have you seen my new car )
To get me far from myself (to get me farther from what I really am)
Oh boy oh boy did I (oh boy did I get away)
Worn thin and tripped on home stretch (worn thin and tripped right on the home stretch)
Have you seen my new house
So now Im more prestigiously alone
Well insecured in this tower of mine
Fuck you and your x-ray mind
So now sing and rejoice
Scott Weiland was this hero of mine who went the rough road. The band was never were big like the other seattle-era stars but he had the sort of magnetism that made you have goose bumps.
He died of overdose almost 7 years ago which bothers me to this day. A sad story of a guy whos got everything is hiding more and more, behind things, new house, new face. And is sliding away, hoping someone will get him out just in time.
Why do stories like this happen so often in the world of music?
Well, you dont have to overdose spectacularly to follow the similar path. Every time I sing The Last Trip, I remind myself to be present, even if its hard, and try do things differently, says Michał Wójcik, the bands leader.
DIRECTED BY: Kornel Trombik
WRITTEN BY: Kornek Trombik, Cinemon
DOP: Wojtek Koperski
LIGHTING: Kamil Sorocki, Bartosz Łach
PA: Karol Podsiadło
EDITING AND COLOR-GRADING: Kornel Trombik
VFX: Kornel Trombik
PRODUCTION & COSTUME DESIGNER: Katarzyna Małek
MAKE-UP: Marcelina Nowak-Gozdecka Artystyczna Bohema
MAKING OF: Mariusz Bysiewicz
CAST:
Boy I - Kuba Pałka
Boy II - Tomasz Bysiewicz
Priest - Wojciech Żuchowski
Deadman - Michał Wójcik
Widow - Katarzyna Małek
Cousin - Aleksandra Tokarczyk
Uncle - Marcin Wolski
Wailer - Ewa Skolias
Aunt - Katarzyna Piotrowska-Ornatkiewicz
Hand with the guitar - Kornel Trombik
Banana Guy - Rafał Klimczak
LOCATIONS (and special thanks to):
Teatr Nowy Proxima
Klub Spotkań Poczta Główna
SONG RECORDED AT: Jupiter Ranch Studios
MIX/MASTER: Piotr Grzegorowski
CINEMON IS:
Michał Wójcik - guitars, voc
Kuba Pałka - drums, voc
Tomek Bysiewicz - bass
AVAILABLE AT SPOTIFY, DEEZER, APPLE MUSIC AND OTHER STREAMING SERVICES:
https://ffm.to/thelasttripcinemon
LINKS:
WWW: http://www.cinemon.pl
FB: http://www.fb.com/cinemonpl
YT: http://youtube.com/cinemonpl
IG: http://instagram.com/cinemonpl
BANDCAMP: http://cinemon.bandcamp.com
SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0q8jytU3xn3FdxaVJKOWC8
NEWSLETTER: http://cinemon.pl/newsletter
LYRICS:
Have you seen my new face
A hardly moving paper mache
Here and there I made amends
So now Im blunter around the edge
So now sing and rejoice
Find reconnection while I
Get shit together somehow
Pick oneself up and fall
Got myself a thingy thing
Another one I can hide behind
The more of those thingies I have
The less of me remains inside
So now sing and rejoice
Find reconnection while I
Am hardly keeping my head
Above the water somehow
Coming back from my last trip
Around the universe and up to the skies
Nothing changed since my last trip
Seems like nothing ever gets me out
Coming back from my last trip
Around the universe and down to the rut
Nothing changed since my last trip
Hope Ill get myself out in time
Have you seen my new car (Have you seen my new car )
To get me far from myself (to get me farther from what I really am)
Oh boy oh boy did I (oh boy did I get away)
Worn thin and tripped on home stretch (worn thin and tripped right on the home stretch)
Have you seen my new house
So now Im more prestigiously alone
Well insecured in this tower of mine
Fuck you and your x-ray mind
So now sing and rejoice
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