Forever and a Day

by The Nouve

The Nouve Band Logo


For Leonard Cohen, Felix Flaucher, Karl Liebknecht & Rosa Luxemburg…

So yes, I’m writing songs, producing songs, mixing songs, writing lyrics, novels, screenplays, essays, doing video clips, short films, sure… but you want to know WHY? Great Question, man! What makes us doing what we do? Is there a rational and catchy answer, maybe a citation (Where is Leonard Cohen when you really need him? Why did he had to go at all??) – Well, “Music was my first love”, eh right, that’s what they all say… but that never led to give up their normal lives: they never had the idea to look behind the curtain, sell themselves at the Crossroads and die on the dream to release just this one and only song that sounds like it did in their head once before they recorded it.

So why? It doesn’t make sense if you could have stayed on the safe and secure consumer site, does it?

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Who are the demons of this time?

by Giacomo Pedicini

Like inside a mirror. On one side the artist, on the other the critic. It is a mirror game. A sending back and forth of suggestions, echoes, signs. Both on the way towards the imaginary.
(Gerardo Pedicini – Dentro lo Specchio)

This quote is my starting point to approach the review of “Hard Boiled”, an album produced and played by me for Liburia Records – giving me the opportunity to investigate the hidden reasons in my music after reflecting on these words.

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Reflections in Reverb

by Gonçalo Pereira a.k.a. Diamond Gloss


It was a cold but sunny winter day. I was sixteen, and I only wanted two things in life: football and playing guitar. Period. I had just gotten my first electric guitar, a cheap Strat-style guitar, and a little 15-watt combo amp with a tiny overdrive button. Every time I wanted to switch to distortion, I had to stop playing to press the button, as I had no idea what a footswitch was back then.

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Electric Birds

by Nathan Plante

Nathan Plante
© by Beate Waetzel

My life as a musician started at a young age in the handbell choir of my family’s church near San Diego, California. I remember that I couldn’t yet read music, so one of the elderly ladies in the choir would take a highlighter and mark the notes in the music I was responsible for. A few years later, I picked up the trumpet in school and never looked back — no more handbells for me, and at some point, no more church.

Fast forward several decades later and I’m making a living as a professional musician. Despite many years of playing contemporary music and working extensively with living composers, it never occurred to me to write my own music. I wasn’t even sure what „my“ music would sound like. Even improvisation was something I shied away from – I was perfectly happy interpreting the music of others.

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Music: An Impossible Dream Come True

by Fifi Rong

Fifi Rong

Chapter 1: The Death of an Impossible Dream

From the tender age of eight, melancholy wove its stars into the fabric of my life. Deep, existential contemplations about life’s transient nature became my constant companions. My young mind, captivated by these musings, delved into the profound mysteries of existence. In these depths of reflection, I discovered music’s magnetic effects, a revelation that ignited a spark in my soul.

Around the age of ten, I discovered my natural singing ability, dreaming of a life as a music artist. However, this dream faced immense resistance. I grappled with a soul-tormenting dilemma: a burning desire to devote my life to music, contrasted by a deep-seated belief, instilled by those closest to me, that I lacked the talent. Their laughter and doubts, and concerns that I was chasing a delusion, cast long shadows over my aspirations. The belief that “I wasn’t a good enough singer, nor did I look the part,” became an unchallenged conviction for the next decade.

第一章:无望的梦想

我从小就是个感情丰富、爱沉思的孩子。在我幼小的心灵里,我经常沉浸在对生命本质的思考之中。在这些深邃的反思里,我逐渐发现了音乐对我灵魂的强烈吸引力,这成为了唤醒我内心深处火花的启示。

大约在十岁时,我发现自己天生具有唱歌的才能,开始梦想成为一名音乐艺术家。然而,这个梦想遭遇了巨大的阻力。我陷入了一种灵魂深处的挣扎:对音乐的热爱与深植于心的不自信之间的矛盾。周围人的嘲笑和怀疑,以及他们认为我追求的不过是一场幻觉,给我的志向蒙上了阴影。长久以来,我无法挑战内心的那个声音:“我唱的不够好,长得也不够漂亮。”

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Classical Crossover Music on the Theme of Belonging

by Sam Joseph Delves

Sam Joseph Delves


As an established composer of music for picture, my writing has been featured in documentary series throughout Europe. But for my debut EP, “Content”, I wanted to take a new approach.

In the last few years, I’ve had to travel a lot. Capturing sounds from the various places I’ve visited and putting them together into this EP has been therapeutic, like keeping a journal.

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‘10 Years of Travel’ – The Long Journey Home

by Andy Coombs of Soft Cotton County

Soft Cotton County


Music was once ‘the most important, unimportant thing we had,’ said music critic and presenter Robert Elms. This sums up my relationship with writing in general and music in particular. I want to keep it unique and avoid the fillers and the B-sides. One great song would make me happy. In an ocean of mediocrity, sea levels are rising, but starfish are still found in the depths.

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A Sort of Musical Debris in the Form of Eight Tracks

by Hugo Espírito Santo

Hugo Espírito Santo


It all started for me in the mid-2000s as a pre-adolescent who had fallen in love with hip-hop culture in all its forms. After a few attempts at beatmaking throughout my teens, life eventually led me to cinema, visual arts, and abstract painting.

But the enthusiasm for (making) music never left—hence the debris EP. This project is the result of six months of experimenting with synths and plugins. It is a sort of musical debris in the form of eight tracks inspired by minimalism, time perception, and the soundscapes of daily life.

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If I Were To Have A Daemon, It Would Be A Squirrel

by Liv Luce

Liv Luce


Writing music has been a constant in my life. I was the kind of kid who sang constantly to myself, my friends, my parents, stuffed animals, anyone, anything. For a while, I had a pen pal with whom I’d exchange song lyrics. I’m pretty sure there was one about a baby swallow I tried and failed to nurse back to health in my parents’ attic.

I began taking piano lessons around the age of nine. Being an introvert, I spent many a school break in the music rooms playing and composing songs. Then, aged 12, I plucked up the courage to approach other musicians about forming a band. It was then that Suzie (guitarist in my first band, Caliber) introduced me to Radiohead and Nirvana. I learned bass and have been in bands ever since.

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Easy Listening for Difficult People

by Ancient Champion

Ancient Champion


It all began with a 30-year hiatus. In 1993, I was living in Los Angeles. My band had broken up, and I was an acclaimed songwriter. I was sharing a house with my regular studio engineer, a house protected by an adherence to some Wild West frontier law — a legal loophole, really, that kept us temporarily in bank-repossessed homes before the hammer fell, and we moved on to another bank-repossessed home in limbo.

Diametrically opposed to the musical situation we’d left, which was a type of pastiche Jon Spencer Blues Explosion – abrasive, dynamic, feedback and polyester-driven mayhem, we were recording and beginning to assemble what we considered could be the quietest band in the world. Maybe you recall this was right in the middle of the Seattle grunge era. Those were terrible times for music. We were in the opposition. You’d maybe hear what we were aiming for these days in the likes of Timbre Timbre, but back then, in that environment, it seemed dissolute and unwarranted. And most likely unwanted.

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