MrJuan

“France-based musician Juan Naveira aka Mr Juan (also known in regard to his side projects Juanitos, Miss Emma and Limbo Deluxe) is back with a barrage of psychedelic organ sounds, seamless surf licks, dizzy funk grooves, and sly latin motives mixed flickers. Similarly to his previous issues it is highly amusing and chilling. If you dare to call it as “muzak” then you should admit it is a sort of arty muzak whose inspirational sources do hark back to whimsical space age pop and elfish exotica/tiki pop in addition to the aforementioned sections. However, there are even up some motorik elements related to the aesthetics of krautrock, and indie vibes.”

Oriental Fever

Fast Talking Man

Hawaïan Pop

Life can be sad

Do the Cobra

No Date

Only Slaves Walk Barefoot

Have a shadow idea

Have a shadow idea
And absolute forgiveness
Like the Teenager
Who sees the end of the world
Wandering in the ocean of emptiness,
Wandering soul
Becoming Black Angel
At the last step

Have a shadow idea
And eternal embrace
To the sound of the great bell tower,
To the sound of a violin
Leaving the evening,
And for no reason
When the sewer cleared,
At the back of the alley

Having a shadow idea,
Evaporate in the distance
As an acid drop
And become someone
else

 

Poetry by MrJuan (2017)

Worries

Will we see our children grow
and the roses continue to blush

Will we see happy fish in the sea
and the fairies in the woods no longer cry

Will we see the rich mess tins
give a little to the others

Will we see the gaping holes
filled by the will of the gods

Will we see the moons and the suns
no longer shine without hurting

Will we see the soulless
give love to the righteous

Will we see a spring
that will never end again

Will we see an army of love shine
and fight this lost world

Will we see the next day
after seeing yesterday

Poetry by MrJuan (2017)

Live

Is it better not to
feel the smell of corn
rather than to dream
of stones and torments

Is it not better to
return to the Dawn
as soon as one draws its way
into the infinitely pure

Is it better not to
ride a storm
every time another
loses his faith in the Azure

Is it not better to
relive every moment
when we lose a flame
that will no longer shine

Is not it better to
live for a dance
when the rose hatched
and no one else worships

Is not it better?

Is not it better?

poetry by MrJuan (2017)

Make

What to do or not to do
To stir up love
that others do not

What to do or not to do
To believe that everything is everything,
to believe that everything is nothing

What to do or not to do
So that the sounds rumble
and darken less quickly

What to do or not to do
For angels rock at night
and no longer haunt the days

What to do or not to do
For Love to be King,
for Love to be Peace

Make
To forget the end,
to forget these cries

Make
To jump as the child
they will never be

Make
To learn again,
that everything is to be
redone

poetry by MrJuan (2017)