Monika Roscher Bigband - A Taste Of The Apocalypse (Official Video)

A Taste Of The Apocalypse - by Monika Roscher Bigband Stream the album version here: More releases coming soon, stay in touch at From the upcoming album “Witchy Activities And The Maple Death“ (May 5th 2023, Zenna Records). A prog big band of 18 musicians between avant-pop, art-rock and math-jazz. Monika Roscher Bigband @nicaroschea Video by Jona Riese, Lukas Bunke and Paul Schweller Coloring by Juri Beythien Light by Johannes Voltz Location Hubertussaal Nürnberg BAND: Julian Schunter: Alt Jan Kiesewetter: Alt Jasmin Gundermann: Ten Michael Schreiber: Ten Sebastian Nagler: Bari Tp: Felix Blum Angela Avetisyan Vincent Eberle Felix Ecke Tb: Alistair Duncan Christoph Müller Christine Müller Jakob Grimm Rhythm Section: Monika Roscher: Guitar, Vocals Hannes Dieterle: Electronics Josef Reßle: Piano Ferdinand Roscher: Bass Tom Friedrich: Drums Music: Composed by Monika Roscher and Hannes Dieterle Arrangement by Monika Roscher Lyrics written by Monika Roscher Recorded and engineered by Manfred Mildenberger Additional recordings by Gerd Baumann (vocals) Mixed by Matthias Leichtle and Willy Löster Mastered by Alex Kloss The copyright in this sound recording is owned by Zenna Records, all rights reserved Lyrics: A Taste of the Apocalypse Tell me what are your new features bewildering scenes stole my mind and your figure is blurring in the window next to mine Deepened state of illusion consciousness I can’t regain shiny programs once enabled can’t be stopped or nullified But are we not ghosts are we not in control or are we just ghosts drawn from the whole Now that we need you the most you just went up in smoke and left us a note all words undisclosed I remember you were not the same all distant selves scattered lost sleepwalking through a one way street the rushing stream’s new binary spirit made promises to good to tell we wandered off these solid grounds and reached the gates to gell But are we not ghosts are we not in control or are we just ghosts drawn from the whole There was a summer so soft all gone but not lost boys that we’ve loved never enough Where am I on this road who made us run this race how come we were making way just to find us all erased But are we not ghosts are we not in control or are we just ghosts drawn from the whole (Unleash the beast we can’t control are we just ghosts not in control) But are we not ghosts are we not in control parade of the ghosts parade of the ghosts (Letters of love all purpose heart floating above)