THE ICECOLD WATERS OF THE EGOCENTRIC CALCULATION (SPECIAL EDITION)

Format: DB-CD
Released: September 2006
Label: Sony-BMG
Catalogue: 82876855932

Artist: Ballet Mécanique
Written and produced by Martin Hall
Design: Martin Hall

INDEX

CD 1:
1. An Attempt of Interruption 3:03
2. Poem 5:33
3. Sweetened 6:13
4. Lied 5:06
5. Theory 1:48
6. Ism 6:03
7. Leathern 5:23
8. Threads 2:44
9. Veins 7:02

CD 2:
10. An Attempt of Interruption (Live) 2:55
11. Idolized Values (Live) 3:29
12. Somatic Verb (Live) 4:12
13. Ism (Live) 6:53
14. Theory (Live) 2:11
15. Terminal Memory (Live) 5:37
16. Veins (Live) 5:50
17. Audience (Live) 1:30
18. De Vere Gardens (Live) 3:51
19. Radio feature about Ballet Mécanique at the Roskilde Festival 1981 3:59
20. Intellectual Self-Mutilation 3:13
21. Split Declaration (Saltlageret, October 1982) 2:24

LYRICS
An Attempt of Interruption

The nurseling and the tendon
The naked responsibility
Unexisting possibilities

Like long gone friends
Infectious ideas
I kept your sins
Sincere to the end

And I concentrate on remembering your face, your eyes
But the noise from the second day’s party wipes it out
Sentimental warfare

Days of life
Seconds of love
Hours of sin
This could be as heart-known
Lust dead in deed
Vulgar to feed
Holding me down
You could be forgiven

Poem

The homeless anger has cried so sweet
Does it rise from the blood-stained sheets?

Will
Dearly bought with the blood

Will torn emotions be the sky of above?
The genesis of illness lies in your blood

Hate is to be purity
Hate is of truth
I will not tolerate the inbred indulgence

Die in your blood beds
This could be love

Of such a desire

Sweetened

This harsh taste on my tongue
How could I in any way conceal my despair?
To drain the purity
To put guilt to death

This haughty bitterness
Perhaps a resort
To see these bittersweet sweat drops fall
Fall in my own eyes

Their complete carelessness concerning relations
I can still hear their swelling words
To suffer is no longer to question
To swill the common platitude
Their perspiring excuses
This will be the plague spot of dead emotions

Tired in vain
Fought in sleep
Responsible in cry of blood
As the pregnant wound in my blood
What they seek are the souls

Land and torch of pure
Kneel to true
Kneel to sincere
To feel your heart warmth I will need
This will be the seed of pure

Lied

Sad whisper
Told unforgiven
Lied towards
I reflected yours
At all to feel
This too has caused
Curse of need
Sand of bleeding
Painful doubt
Lies of love
They have killed me beneath me

Nor likely
Reach for fall
I will not fall
High will save
Gutter’ish feel
You have to kneel
Before and for
Nothingness doomed
Sweet-lain or dried
Conquership or
Conquered emotions
Would you lie to me?

Theory

By the heat of cancer
They sat out cry or deed
Wished perhaps through fight of grief
Kiss my lips to sweet sleep
And sit back in hateful doubt
To rip up a healed blot
Insult me with “ago”

And I watch my veins
These veins are threads in my flesh
Needlework of mothers
Wait for time or birth

What I was frightened of for far too long
I can now nevermore find way to you
Petting with wounds
Move mark versus ground
Or Christ forgive

Ism

Porridge kisses telling only of endless beds
Saw the throat of forgetting, while ache became ache
There is no obsession in thoughts of skilful concrete
You could easily connect ‘dear’ with envying

Share icecold kisses beneath lips
Eternal twice with axe-murdered hearts

Try to shed the tortured increase
Try to fight the eloquent betrayal
To desire adopted, truncated emotions

Like the seabirds above the red trains
These expanding smells of floating flesh

You condemn this evocative lust
But your pornographic emotions are way out of hand
Barefooted evil in usual kisses
This ache of unseen
These failures, friends
These senses of heartbeat
These brotherless conspiracies crucify our emotions

Leathern

Edges of speaking, outlived of hatred
Could I forgive at all?
Or could sigh be further than I reached always?

Light died, -ly pregnant
Up, killed in your words
Sheet-minded loving was respect as given thought
Of hairy swine-like

Hours of nameless
Of this penetration
Could I still cry for sad?
Tell friend and leech apart?
The fall of the fallen

Unnamed or misused
Lethal hate given
Word castles built in vain
Salute nugacity
Could I feel guilty?

The leathern tenderness
Did you cry lustful?
I can now nevermore give what I wanted to
To feel so leathern

Cry of the stone tears
Kiss of the unsaid
Without these arms to stretch (died in this early grave)
Like passion for unseen (buried before dying)
I seek the guiltful

To feel so leathern
Emotional
Leprous

Threads

Beloved motherless
A tear of heart
Easy-drawn waiting
Hand and nail

This could be anywhere between reality and thighs
Slight touch of warmth made only of sweat

And fright became humiliation
And feel became inhonesty

You drained my soul of emotion
You killed my heart with devotion

Veins

This pale pulse has told of old
Versus your SS-nakedness
Bodiless is carried on legs
On front to fight both
Every step is a step against
Bent to promised “be forgotten”
Could I cry now for faith?
You rejected my love
You rejected my need

Stud-like tenderness was all they could afford
I once dreamt of a swan-like soul to follow me velvet-likely
But I feel betrayed by the lecherous falseness given by former friends
I once called them friends
Ghostly born of graceless revenge

Their tongue love
Light the light of sadness
A lawn of dawn is what I seek
Ethical portcullis above my breathing
The length of an era of heart lust
The length of heaven
You fought your endless wars with pleasure
Pleasure-like of the second tear
A fluxion of floweriness
Or spiritual fratricide
This is the age of the dust

Count out mercy of degree
Heated rape from birth floods of erosion
Like velvet leaves on ice-born mountains
Am I still able to sink into the deepest waters of the air?
Lonely above

Like candilized veins
Misused to be torn
They can drain me for strength
Like impressions of wrong
Although tied together
I will fall for knives
They can drain me for strength
Like impressions of wrong

From where their ground was
From where their rights were
I thought I knew
Like the strained derm
Unforgotten or gifted
I realized these shaved angles
I oversized behaved angles
Truly heartful
And tears were told be cried

Can mountains fall by sound of horns?
Was openness like pulse stillborn?
I have inherited soul ache from the sadness that conquers hearts
Tear flesh bursts
Softened, pale
Blindly you watch ideological xenophobia
Demand a religion of love
Demand openness

Pains of truthful are the pains of grandeur

Breathless, choir’ish
What shall I call you?
Night dark sea
Heart shape of you
Demand a religion of love
Demand openness

There is only one truth
There is only one will
Will to feel
Seek for truth
Demand a religion of love
Demand openness

Your will to feel
The seed of will
The seed of openness
Where has it gone?
You’ve drained it for strength

Intellectual Self-Mutilation

All their care in me mentioned briefly in a move
Selfish bourgeois as intellectual self-mutilation

Generosity of shared evil
Some denied the possibilities
And the icecold waters spread without intention then
Fattish colourless seemed eternal

Gloriless emotions strangled me
Pulse with mercy gave me light to see
Individual only as a consequence
From bleeding of brotherhood

I seek never seen
I seek never been
Pretentious as soul
Pretentious as honesty

From the journey that killed useless hate
I was born again to share the strength
And for those who try to wash their hands in suffering
I will be there soon but not already

I do not regret what I fought for
Only all the weapons I fought with
I refuse to feel the pain from all my former friends
Those who lived by form and then denied it

Nature
Something has begun to open

Beauty cuts thought

VIDEO

Musicians

Martin Hall: vocals, piano, bass, cello, guitar, tapes, percussion, balalaika, glockenspiel
Michael Karshøj: drums, bass
Morten Versner: bass, violin

Recorded and mixed at Werner Studio, spring 1981. Re-mastered by Morten Bue at Audio Planet, summer 2006. Bonus disc edited by Martin Hall and Johnny Stage (see the following notes concerning these recordings).

Info

Ballet Mécanique’s debut album The Icecold Waters of the Egocentric Calculation was originally released in September 1981. The record was instantly proclaimed to be a work of historical proportions and the title figures on lists such as the illustrious Danish rock encyclopedia Politikens Rockleksikon’s chart over the 50 most important releases in Danish rock.

Ballet Mécanique synthesized rock, avant-garde and poetry in an at the time unheard way, using dancers, slides and films at their concerts to create their own surrealistic ecology on stage. The group played (in)famous concerts such as at Copenhagen Reggae Festival in Enghaveparken in 1980 and at Roskilde Festival in 1981. Ballet Mécanique released their second and final album For in 1982 after which singer, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Martin Hall reconstituted the group as Under For.

The Icecold Waters of the Egocentric Calculation was recorded in a time span of three nights. Hall was 17 years old during the recordings. When the album was re-released as a special edition double-cd in relation to its 25th anniversary in September 2006, the bonus disc featured an abundance of previously unreleased material from the period – among other findings an entire live performance with the group recorded at a Danish theatre festival. The second disc also contains a radio feature from The Danish Broadcasting Corporation’s coverage of Ballet Mécanique’s appearance at the Roskilde Festival 1981. Furthermore the bonus disc includes a live recording of the unexpected announcement of the group’s split in 1982 made live on stage on October 15, 1982.

However, the biggest scoop on the bonus disc remains the track ”Intellectual Self-Mutilation”, Ballet Mécanique’s last studio recording ever (recorded at Werner Studio, summer 1982). Originally the song was planned to be issued as a self-financed 7”-single in relation to the split of the group in the autumn of 1982, but the intention was never realized due to the lack of financial means at the time. Up until 2006 the song had never featured anywhere.

Concurrently with Sony-BMG’s re-release of The Icecold Waters of the Egocentric Calculation the independent label Nat Inc. Productions issued “Intellectual Self-Mutilation” as a limited edition gatefold 7”-single in 500 numbered copies in collaboration with the goth and industrial club The Black Cat. By this token the original intention with the recording was fulfilled – 24 years after the band split up.

Very surprisingly “Intellectual Self-Mutilation” went straight in as #26 on the official Danish single chart in week 41 (2006) after only one day of sales in the shops. Apart from the title track the B-side features a rare live recording of the track ”Leathern” recorded in Saltlageret during the spring of 1982.

The material on the bonus disc was recorded on the following locations: Saltlageret 20/3/1981 (10), Festival of Fools 2’s Grand Gala at Folkets Hus 18/7/1981 (11-17), Copenhagen Reggae Festival in Enghave Parken 6/9/1980 (18) (at the end of the track you can hear how the band is being stopped and pulled off stage by the police), Roskilde Festival 27/6/1981 and Rock-Nyt 7/7/1981 (19), Werner Studio in the summer of 1982 (20) and finally Saltlageret 15/10/1982 (21).
 

 

Written about the record in 1981:

“This is incredible! This is unheard! Today we are writing Danish rock history!”
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Poul Borum (legendary Danish literary critic in Ekstra Bladet, the Danish equivalent to The Sun)

“This music will live a hundred years from now.”
Michael Strunge (legendary Danish poet in Sidegaden, a Danish music and literature magazine)

“Up until today Ballet Mécanique is the most revolutionary, innovative and deeply committed that has happened to Danish rock’n’roll.”
Aktuelt (a major Danish newspaper at the time)

“Martin Hall appears as the very symbol of youth seeking landfall and manifestation whether the decade was the fifties, the sixties, the seventies or, as now, the eighties.”
Politiken (the Danish equivalent to The Guardian)

 

 

Written about the record in 2006:

“Ballet Mécanique’s debut album The Icecold Waters of the Egocentric Calculation from 1981 still stands as one of the most chilling and uncompromising works of its era.”
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Ekstra Bladet (the Danish equivalent to The Sun)

“Ballet Mécanique’s debut album is a true classic in Danish rock, a strong and moving album that hasn’t lost any intensity during the years.”
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Gaffa (Denmark’s biggest music magazine)

“A rock historical work of mighty proportions.”
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Soundvenue (the Danish equivalent to Q Magazine)

“So intense, uncompromising and unique that the record simply remains inescapable even today.”
Geiger (the Danish equivalent to Wire Magazine)

”A still impressive and overwhelming work.”
Information (the Danish equivalent to The Independent)

”An astounding record that deserves its status as a true classic in Danish rock history.”
Undertoner (Danish site for independent music)