In Headlights EP

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This album has been recorded at Midilive Studio by the sound engineer Samuel Navel with the contribution of Christine Ott playing Ondes Martenot on the tracks Deep Sea Diver and Drink Sponge / Brick Wall

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released January 8, 2016

Composer-Songwriter : Hicham Chérif D'Ouazzane
Arranger : Hicham Chérif D'Ouazzane / Florian Taoumi / Pierre Oudet / Jérémy Baião Fernandes / Yanis Sabir / Paul Bouffard

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Scaffolder Paris, France

Scaffolder is the work of a Moroccan singer/ songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and visual artist Hicham Chérif D'Ouazzane collaboratively with the artists : Florian Taoumi, Pierre Oudet, Jérémy Baião Fernandes, Yanis Sabir & Paul Bouffard.

Combining influences that span decades, this project dwells in the elemental, emerging in timeless forms.

contact: scaffoldermusic@gmail.com
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Track Name: The Back Seat
I saw a glimmer,
I saw a glimmer
in a ghost train.
Feasted my eyes
on a pipe dream.
Tho' you're nothing
else but a rainbow.
Fixed my hands
on a cold wheel.
Driving like
everyone else,
Driving like
everyone else
But so lonely...
I saw affection,
I saw affection
in the warm dregs.
Spent my life
time on edges,
Pushing walls
Till you know me,
Fancy-free
in a deadlock.
Building roofs
on the graves,
Building roofs
on the graves.
You're so lonely...
Hitch your heart
to an anchor,
Throw yourself
in the water.
Sink in dreads
of the hellfire,
A moon inter
fearing with daylight.
Build up greed
for your fantasy
A thousand leagues
from the city.
Cutting straight
to the back lines,
You're a ghost
in the headlights.
We're so lonely...
Track Name: Deep Sea Diver
I sweat,
This suit’s under pressure.
This submarine is off sea rails.
Attracted by some strange forms,
Taking me down to the abyss.
Where every light is darkness,
Where every sound turns to silence.

Is your gold in a shallow sea?
Is your home in a fantasy?
Your joy is all in your hands.
It’s not that hard to understand.

The only thing I’ve built
Is a vision of a place I’d belong
In a place you’d be living too.
The only thing I’ve built
Is a vision of a spark from below
In the dark of your restless moons.
The only thing I’ve built
Is a vision of a place we’d belong.
I will get this treasure soon…

I swear,
You, under pressure because of me
Is what I fear the most.
Is why I’m alone on the surface.

There’s no gold in your shallow sea.
There’s no home in your fantasy.
Your joy is all in your hands.
Don’t build castles in the sand.
Track Name: Drink Sponge / Brick Wall
Wife,
You have sold your soul to the devil.
Housewife,
Your will is slowly turning into stone.

Drink
Sponge
Brick
Wall

Drink
(Same old walls you’ll live in)
Sponge
(Same old walls you’ll cave in)

While
Your tiles are crumbling down, you take the pressure.
(Oh god she takes the pressure - Oh god she takes the pressure)
Open wide,
Your windows keep reflecting what you hide.
(The lies you keep inside - The lies you keep inside)
The lies you keep inside then

Drink
(Same old walls you’ll live in)
Sponge
(Same old walls you’ll cave in)
Brick
(You’ve been forced by the sixties)
Wall
(To stand down and get married)

You’ve been forced by the sixties
To stand down and get married
Same old walls you’ll live in
Same old walls you’ll cave in

Same old wounds you’ll live with
Same old wounds you’ll carry…