Exsanguine

by Gabriel Naim Amor

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This album was originally released on vinyl (we still have copies available), it is an overall "jazz" take on some on songs taken from album the Sanguine and Soundtracks (vol I), plus some exclusive tracks like Sketch composed and recorded with Joey Burns.

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released January 1, 2005

Naïm Amor: vocals/guitars and more..
Emilie Marchand: vocals
Mr Tidypaws : saxophone
Dimitri Manos: drums
Ryen Eggleston:upright bass
Joey Burns: accoustic guitar on Sketch
Nathan Sabatino: upright bass on Etre La

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Gabriel Naim Amor Tucson, Arizona

Naïm Amor. is a French born, Parisian musician who moved to Tucson, Arizona in 1997 where he lives with his family.

Then, as part of the “experimental avant pop” Amor Belhom Duo with drummer Thomas Belhom, he met and recorded with Joey Burns and John Convertino of the band Calexico.
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Track Name: Etre Là
Etre là, sans être là, c'est prendre l'instant pour ce qu'il est.
Tes mots, tes songes, pour le bonheur simple
D'être là, sans être là
Avec toi.

Etre là, sans être là, c'est prendre un bain pour délasser
Les peurs, les doutes qui tuent l'envie simple
D’être là, sans être là
Avec toi.

Avoir froid, par manque de foi, c'est tant d'efforts pour réchauffer
Les mois d'hiver semés d'échecs
A avoir froid, par manque de foi
Avec toi.


Etre là, sans être là, c'est prendre l'instant pour ce qu'il est.
Tes mots, tes songes, pour le bonheur simple
D’être là, sans être là
Avec toi, avec toi, avec toi.
Track Name: Tucson, Az
La chaleur de l'aprés-midi nous enferme chez nous.
Tucson, Arizona.
La chaleur de la peau nous enferme dans nos têtes.
Tucson, Arizona.
C'est la retraite de l'été, il n'y a plus rien a faire que de méditer,
Et surtout, ne pas bouger.
Mais le soir viendra et toi, tu me retrouveras.
Tucson, Arizona.
Chaleur d'été, froideur des faits.
Tucson, Arizona.
La nuit toute entière rafraichira, enveloppera l'espace
Entre toi et moi.

L'odeur de l'asphalte encore chaud tient le lendemain pour menace.
Tucson, Arizona.
La nuit sera courte et nous veillerons bien à la faire s'éterniser.
Tucson, Arizona.
C'est le répit, c'est la nuit, pour nous otages de l'aprés-midi,
Le couvre feu est fini.
Et le soir viendra, et toi, tu me retrouveras.
Tucson, Arizona.
La nuit toute entière rafraichira, enveloppera l'espace
Entre toi et moi,
Entre toi et moi,
Entre toi et moi.
Track Name: Sparkling bossa
Sparkling guitar in my hand
Twinkle sweet girl in my head
Wish it'd always been like that
When I start to play at night...

Wine ,warmth ,red plushy chairs
Drinkers, cruisers on display
Look at that ol' comedy
Of people drinking on a spree...

Will you appear in the dark
Sparkling beauty in the crowd
From way up there on your cloud
You'll be the moon I'll be your star

Behind the doors
Behind the smoke
Behind your mouth
Behind my love
Closing time you haven't come
Closing time over and done
Closing my eyes ,closing my heart
On closing time and you have gone...

Sparkling guitar in hand
Slave and master till the end
Wish it'd always be like that
Bound to the sound ,bound to the crowd...

Sparkling guitar in my hand
Twinkle sweet girl in my head
Wish it'd always been like that
When I start to play at night...
Track Name: Precious Second
Is it the time
To make some rhymes?
Is it the chime
That calls on time?
Is it your look
That stretched the space, that made the clock stopping at eight?

Is it my sight
that's going bad?
Is it my blood
That's going mad?

But me, I'm sitting here, wondering why
There is no words to tell how
That precious second
Rung like eternity.

This is the time,
This is the chime,
this is your look
That blew everything I knew.

Is it my life
That's leaking bad?
Is it my time
That's running fast?

But me, I'm sitting here, wondering why
There is no words to tell how
That precious second
Rung like eternity.
Track Name: Quand Tu Es Passée
Qu'avons-nous changé,
Qu'avons-nous trouvé,
Quand tu es passée ?

Qu'avons-nous appris,
Qu'avons nous choisi,
Quand tu es partie ?


Qu'en est-il de nous, maintenant ?
Comment ce vide intense s'est-il comblé ?
Je porte ce que tu as laissé
Quand tu es passée.
Track Name: Sparkling guitar
Sparkling guitar in my hand
Twinkle sweet girl in my head
Wish it'd always been like that
When I start to play at night...

Wine ,warmth ,red plushy chairs
Drinkers, cruisers on display
Look at that ol' comedy
Of people drinking on a spree...

Will you appear in the dark
Sparkling beauty in the crowd
From way up there on your cloud
You'll be the moon I'll be your star

Behind the doors
Behind the smoke
Behind your mouth
Behind my love
Closing time you haven't come
Closing time over and done
Closing my eyes ,closing my heart
On closing time and you have gone...

Sparkling guitar in hand
Slave and master till the end
Wish it'd always be like that
Bound to the sound ,bound to the crowd...

Sparkling guitar in my hand
Twinkle sweet girl in my head
Wish it'd always been like that
When I start to play at night...