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Dort ist das Gluck
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EP Dort ist das Glück (2014)

  1. Orchestra!
  2. Never Seen The Jungle
  3. Share It
  4. Op Deze Avond Op Deze Straathoek
  5. De Loper
  6. Sans Espoir
  7. Lost
  8. Wespennest

 

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Websingle Op deze avond op deze straathoek (2013)


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Op deze avond op deze straathoek: video door Frans van Hilten
2Nite My Baby cover

Websingle 2Nite My Baby (2012)


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2Nite My Baby: video by Frans van Hilten

Afbeelding hoes cd Old Love
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CD "Old Love in a Strong Heart" (re-issue 2011)

1. No More 2.38
2. A Little Laughter 3.26  
3. Crushing Insects 1.57
4. Cold-Warm 3.18  
5. Trust (Look At You) 3.08  
6. Citadel 3.22
7. Rainy Days (Live) 3.24
8. At A Hint Of The Fall 3.28
9. Let Me Not Want You 2.37  
10. The Smile Of An Orange 2.39  
11. I Love Your Summer 2.00  
12. An End To Crushes 4.27  
13. Max Martin (Live) 2.38    
   
Afbeelding single Wespennest
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CD-single "Wespennest" (2010)

1. Wespennest Icon sound
2. The Smile of an Orange (2010 edit)  
3. Rainy Days (Live)
4. Throwing me off of my Guard (Live)    
5. Wespennest (Live video 2010)    

Wespennest: de clip door Marcel Conté

 

 

 

 

 
Afbeelding single Never Seen The Jungle
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CD-single "Never Seen The Jungle" (2005)

1. Never Seen The Jungle
2. Melting For You (Live)    
3. Max Martin (Live)    

 

 

 

 

 

Afbeelding DVD Umbrella Theater
Alleen op verzoek verkrijgbaar

 

 

 

 

 

 

DVD "Umbrella Theatre - Live" (2004)

DVD 1: Umbrella Theatre
Album Release Concert, 19 december 2003:

No More
A Little Laughter
Melting For You
Share It
A Girl Named Passion
At A Hint Of The Fall
Crushing Insects
Rainy Days (with Xavier Baudet)
Citadel (with Xavier Baudet)
Lost
An End To Crushes
Let Me Not Want You
I Love Your Summer
Max Martin

Live in Den Haag, 14 mei 2004:


No More
A Little Laughter
Rainy Days

Limited edition DVD 2: Grande-Duchesse on the Road, Live in Delft, 4 november 2004,
met Marcel Conté en Sander Mens:


1. Dilemma (, -cover)
2. No More
3. A Little Laughter
4. Punish
5.
(op een gedicht van Marina Tsvetajeva)
6. At A Hint Of The Fall
7. An End To Crushes
8. Wespennest
9. Rainy Days

 

 

 

 

 

Afbeelding hoes cd Old Love
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CD "Old Love in a Strong Heart" (2003)

1. No More 2.38
2. A Little Laughter 3.26  
3. Crushing Insects 1.57
4. Cold-Warm 3.18  
5. Trust (Look At You) 3.08  
6. Citadel 3.22
7. Rainy Days 2.43
8. Punish 3.28  
9. Let Me Not Want You 2.37  
10. The Smile Of An Orange 2.39  
11. I Love Your Summer 2.00  
12. An End To Crushes 4.07  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ANDERE PROJECTEN

Album art Wander  

Wander, Flowers for the future past (2013)
Bevat twee songs met begeleiding van Frans:

Perfect Island in the Sun
Two Rotten Apples

     
Afbeelding dvd muurgedichten  

DVD Street Fable, "Leidse Muurgedichten in beeld op muziek" (2006)

Jan Scheerder en Huub de Vriend

Bevat Ma-iem Sticham, een compositie van Frans van Hilten bij een gedicht van Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva, uitgevoerd door Huub de Vriend's ensemble Street Fable.

Verkrijgbaar via hdvriend@wxs.nl

     

Afbeelding cd muurgedichten

 

CD Street Fable, "Muurgedichten op muziek" (2005)

Bevat Ma-iem Sticham (CD 2, no 17) - een compositie van Frans van Hilten bij een gedicht van Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva, uitgevoerd door Huub de Vriend's ensemble Street Fable.

"Muurgedichten op muziek" is verkrijgbaar bij de Leidse boek- en cd-handel.

     
Afbeelding DVD Humbuck   Humbuck, "Live at the LVP" (2005)

1.Intro
2.Jam
3.Rock&Roll
4.White Light/White Heat
5.Rock&Roll Damnation
6.The WindCries Mary
7.Little Queenie
8.Satellite Blues
9.One after 909
10.Under my Thumb
11.No Expectations
12.Hard as a Rock
13.Love in Vain
14.Roadhouse Blues
Rehearsals:
15. Satellite Blues
16.One after 909
17.Love in Vain
18.Hard as a Rock
19.Before the show
20.Soundcheck

Live-DVD van coverband Humbuck met Frans als zanger.

     
 
 

François Baeckelandt,
Moscou-Leiden '05

1.Pas toi
2.Je te promets
3.Zvezda po imeni solnce
4.Je l'aime à mourir
5.The house of the rising sun *"
6.Petite fille en noir sur blanc
7.Elle rit aux éclats*
8.Chante
9.Solitude
10.Eily*"
11.Elle rit aux éclats (instrumental)*
12.The house of the rising sun (instrumental)*
13.Eily (instrumental)*

Opname door Frans van Hilten. Frans speelt toetsen op * en zingt een partij op ".


     
   

Afbeelding hoes 2e demo Palatch 'Nightmare'

 

Palatch, "Nightmare" (EP) (2003)

1.Nightmare
2.The Doomsayer
3.Them
4.For A Lack Of Life
5.Falling


Afbeelding hoes 1e demo Palatch  

Palatch, "Palatch" (demo) (2002)

1.The Axe Of Palatch
2.Aten's Horizon
3.Places That Are Not


     
     

Afbeelding hoes black yoghurt 'Blanke Vla'

 

Black Yoghurt, "Blanke Vla - the Anthology 1998-2001" (2002)

1.Het
2.Gruppa Krovi
3.Where Is My Mind
4.Kans
5. Ogen Van Verlangen
6.Old Friends
7.Evil Eye (demo)
8.Racisme Zuigt
9.Citadel (live)
10.Song #2 (live)
11.Mama Kin (live)
12.Kruipend Bloed (live)
13.Autobiografie (live)
14.Perenbek (live)
15.Goudkoorts (live)
16.Presence (live)
17.Sunshine (live)
18.Verwijder 38 (live)
19.Autobiografie (live)

     

Afbeelding hoes black yoghurt 'Same'

 

 

 

Black Yoghurt, "Black Yoghurt" (1999)

1.Fuck 'Till We Die
2.Festival Girl
3.Evil Eye
4.Roddelgoeroes
5.Little Beast
6.Igloo
7.Punish
8.Blooze
9.De Sprong
10.Fall Down
11.Citadel

 

BOOTLEGSERIE 2012
(voor lezers van de Nieuwsbrief en vrienden op Facebook)

Cover LAKoustic bootleg Cover Rocking Horse bootleg COver Pothouse bootleg

LAK-theater Leiden 2006
out June, 2012
niet meer verkrijgbaar

Paardcafé Den Haag 2011
out July, 2012
niet meer verkrijgbaar

Oude Pothuys Utrecht 2005
out September, 2012
niet meer verkrijgbaar

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SONGTEKSTEN

Old Love in a Strong Heart

Logo paraplu Boj no more

As the sun hides behind yellow clouds
And a shadow falls green on the land
As I feel I’m no longer blinded by youth
And the tremor lets go of my hands
As the thunderstorm cracks down
And washes away the summer fever –

Boj no more
I am cooling down from superheat
I’ll toil no more
For childish visionary dreams
I’m a boy no more
I am peeling off this long defeated
Coil of war
I am standing at the border

As the lightning strikes with violence
I start to climb uphill
As the rain pours down and I’m soaked to the bone
I’m confident I won’t get killed
This is where I always wanted
To be, I let the anger go –

Boj no more
I am cooling down from superheat
I’ll toil no more
For childish visionary dreams
I’m a boy no more
I am peeling off this long defeated
Coil of war
I am standing at the border
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu A Little Laughter

I can’t deny the thrill that you give me
Reminds me of the years that have gone
It puts me through with parts of me
Hidden for so long
I’m looking through a window
With the litters no longer shut
Excuse me for a little laughter
It’s not that I want it to be like then
It’s not that I want it to be like that
Anymore

I tried to tell you by sending a postcard
Wanted to speak my mind, is that a sin?
I tried to tell you – I love you
Now all this hurting is doing me in

Because you tell me that you love another man
And I can’t imagine how I will live again

And every girl everywhere
Seen on the back, she seems to be you
Any couple in any place
Every girl she’s got your face

My friends keep trying to stop me from wondering “what if”… but what if?
I’ll never know what it feels like to kiss you
Watch your eyes smiling into mine
I’ll have to comfort myself by staying busy
I meet lovely women but I really don’t care

Every girl everywhere
Seen on the back, she’s got quite your hair
Any couple in every place
Every girl she’s got your face
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Crushing Insects

Fooled again by the beauty of a face
Would do anything for a hint of paradise
For a touch of the smoothness of her hair
For one spark of the glow in her eyes
But she's not the one I thought
Her heart is buried under blood and dust
She crushes insects under high-heel shoes
And her bright eyes mirror frost

Back in the gutter where everything's familiar
I greet my morning hangovers with a smile
Back down in the gutter for a woman I don't know
I don't know - but I might be here for a while

'cause she's not the one I thought
Her heart is buried under blood and dust
She crushes insects under high-heel shoes
And her bright eyes mirror only frost

She got me trapped!
I never dreamt I would fall again
But she came to me in disguise
Paint of love, house of pain
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Cold/Warm


The beautiful summer day
Makes me long for the winter
‘Cause the sun is always prettier
On the snow
I want to dance with you
See your hair waving
In the frozen air
Till we ain’t cold anymore

Take you to the shower
And have fun with soap
And water
We’ll be cold we’ll be warm
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Trust (Look At You)

Look at you
Your head is full of wars
Your heart is full of pain
Where is the merry one I once knew
Look at me
I tried to try again
I let the hurt all wash away
In the rain

All I need is for you to rediscover
The tenderness that seems to hide
All I need is for me to dare to touch you
Reactivate the love inside

Darling this is not
The kind of love they sing about in books
No "Romeo and Juliet" for us now
Darling this is all
About patience, compassion
The urge to make you happy
In this tough world

All I need is for you to rediscover
The tenderness that seems to hide
All I need is for me to dare to touch you
Reactivate the love inside

So sit down
Relax your trembling hands
Please try and understand
You’re tired and emotional
You shouldn't let them take away your life
you shouldn't let them buzz around your hive
Please realize that you are safe out here
Please realize that you are safe - my dear

Why can't you see
There never was no hate
They must feel at least
As uncertain as you
Demon of distrust
Got you in its claws
You'd kill for any thoughtless thing
They might do
Trust me trust them too

All I need is for you to rediscover
The tenderness that seems to hide
All I need is for me to dare to touch you
Reactivate the love inside
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Citadel

Somewhere there's a cave guarded by the lies you tell yourself
Inside there's a road blocked by the pictures you paint yourself
Back there is a wall - behind there's you

And of course I can write a lovesong
But however much I storm your citadel
I just can't reach the heart
Defended by your careless arrows

If in ancient times our fathers had married us to each other
We'd have had to find a way, like flowers planted too closely together
Now we run and drown each other in reproaches

And sure I can write a lovesong
But however much I storm your citadel
I just can't reach the heart
Defended by your careless arrows

Will you keep on denying what we had together
Will you keep on hiding inside that shell forever, forever...?
Will the mask stay on until we die?

Deep inside the woods there is a pool in which you drown yourself
You struggle for the surface but you manage to keep yourself down

DOWN DOWN DOWN
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Rainy Days

The smell of coffee and cigarettes
A hotel lobby, 11 a.m.
Everyone went out into the gray city
But look at me, still here I am

Outside there's diesel in the rain
Traveling woman steps down the stairs
I wash my whisky down my drain
She's far too pure for me, I guess

And all day I watch the rain hitting my window
And all day I feel too blasé to feel sorrow
Johannesburg, Moscow, Seattle or Rome
The more homeless I feel, the more I feel at home

I feel rich in the lounge in my business suit
Class seems rather a cheap thing to buy
All of a sudden, like a black-and-white movie
Pale young waitress catches my eye

Anorectic cosmopolitan lifestyle
She wipes the ashes from our days
I step outside where the rainy stones
Await the gentle urban sunrays

And all day I watch the rain hitting my window
And all day I feel too blasé to feel sorrow
Tokyo, Amsterdam, New Delhi or Rome
The more homeless I feel, the more I feel at home

Give me a smile I can wear through the night
Shining at creatures that creep up beside
Gimme a feeling of coming home

A sudden likeness makes me shiver
Memory creatures invade my head
I think I see you in yesterday's twilight
My fingers tremble as I hit the bed

And all day I watch the rain hitting my window
And all day I feel too blasé to feel sorrow
Reykjavik, Baghdad, Sidney or Rome
The more homeless I feel, the more I feel at home
The more homeless I feel, the more I feel at home
The more homeless I feel, the more I feel at home
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu At a Hint of the Fall

Here I stand, watch the pavement
The first leaves have come down
I wrap my coat tighter round me
Perhaps Id better see
Where did I go? What have I done?
Am I really no longer young?
Now you may laugh at a man who thinks hes old at 30 years
But if someone told me as a child where Id be now
I wouldnt have been satisfied at all

So world please allow me to sing
At the beginning of the end of spring
At the first hint of the fall
At the first hint of the fall

There was a day when I had a dream
Or rather, I had a million ones
I would be the one who would make a difference
I would change the world
And yes I did try this and that
But I never did this great thing
Well I never decided quite what to do
And if you try it all theres nothing youll achieve
In the end
And suddenly your days of youth are gone

So world please allow me to sing
At the beginning of the end of spring
At the first hint of the fall
At the first hint of the fall
(© Frans van Hilten 2011)

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Logo paraplu Punish

And now I punish you for the way you are
For shooting down my star - you are
Like Titanic: watching the men
Sliding down your body into the cold water
Drowning in a sea of misery
I thought you were special but you're so superficial
You're sliding down the slope of my history

I always loved the wrong girls - the ones who were bad
Whom I knew I could never get - and yet
I thought you were different, but now you are
Losing my respect by kissing every fucker
Giving yourself like the cheapest cunt
While you used to say you couldn't stand these guys who
Would run after you, couldn't stand this hunt

Punish - Drown
Punish - Drown
Punish - Drown
Punish - Drown

So now I'm being punished for the way we are
I'm diving for my star so far
Deep down at the bottom like a dead meteor
You are lying next to it like a silver gleaming ship which
Doesn't realize yet that it's gone down
Smiling at the fish, not knowing how you'll cry
When you're rusty and there won't be nobody around

Punish - Drown
Dream - Sleep
Scream - Sleep
Sleep - Sleep at the ocean floor
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Let me not want you

I met you at the party
And you caused me an erection
You threw me back into
These rancid fantasies
I felt kind of astonished
‘Cause I thought it was all over
I never thought your sex
Could still bump into me

And my thoughts flew back
To the days I was in love with you
The days when I still thought
You were a good girl, you’d be mine
I had to watch you give yourself
To anyone who wanted you
I watched you throw
Your pearls at swine

Let me not want you
Why do I care for you
Don’t want to want you
Anymore
Let me not want you
Why do I care for you
Don’t want to want you
All the time

I even wrote a song for you
About how much I felt victimized
And how you treated everyone
But how badly you treated me
And then I shrugged my shoulders
And called you a whore
Forgot about the promise
That you seemed to hold for me

Can anybody tell me
If everyone contempts
A woman who will
Screw around all day
Then why does every man
Secretly dream of her
Wanting to be part
Of her play

Let me not want you
Why do I care for you
Don’t want to want you
All the time

Let me not want you
Why do I care for you
Don’t want to want you
Anymore

So I met you at the party
And it gave me an erection
And I was not the only one
With dirty fantasies
From the glimmer in your eyes
I noticed you were horny
So I decided
It was just meant to be

And I was kind of astonished
How badly you performed
Was this the girl I dreamt of
For such a long while?
So I kicked you out of bed
And as you grabbed your clothes together
Weeping
I fell asleep with a smile.
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu The Smile Of An Orange

Look at these oranges - have a taste
Think about all the heart that I wasted
Chance of happiness passing by
I bit my orange and I close my eyes

You came rolling up to me
You were smiling expectantly
I tried to love you for a while
You smiled the way only an orange can smile:

Sour like pain and sweet as sin
I feel like one more orange will do me in

I'm a tightrope walker with a lethal instinct
Never knew a girl without a kink
Never made a joke that didn't go too far
The door to craziness always ajar

Bittersweet smell of rotten fruit
Inside me, decay has taken root

THE LAUGHTER IS IN YOUR EYES,
IN THE MOVEMENTS OF YOUR HANDS,
IN YOUR VOICE AND IN YOUR CRAZY FOOTSTEPS. AND I WON'T REST 'TILL I AM FUCKING CRAZY MYSELF
HAUNTED HAUNTED INTOXICATED BY YOU

Your smile is now a disfigured grin
Please! Orange, orange! Do me in!

Look at this orange, have a taste
Think about another chance that I wasted
I catch you smiling as you wave goodbye
I'll suck my orange and I'll close my eyes
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu I Love Your Summer

Baby I got all this energy
But nothing to do
Oh I wish I could waste
All my energy on you
You know I keep myself waiting
It’s time for a move
If I could have you this summer
I would dance on the roof
And blow my top – oh yeah

You know ten years ago
The weather forecast was always wrong
Because they would predict sunshine
And then rain would come along
And now it’s quite the opposite
They use a better technique
They predict it will be raining
It’s raining eight days a week
But I don’t mind
With you by my side

I love your summer
I love your rain
I love all about you
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu An End To Crushes

I climb my watchtower
Searching the hazy horizons for some truth
I spot a figure in the snow
It is me - a cold disoriented youth
Always chasing butterflies
Believing they were heavensent
They always died the first day of autumn
And I wish for an end... to crushes
To never answered blushes

I remember I met her -
I got out of my head
Boiled by fever! Wanted nothing
But to have her in my bed
I was so young, I had to learn
So many times I was made to see
She took another lover and left me yearning
They were always with me - these little crushes
Never answered blushes
Oh yes, little crushes

Now I look at you -
I want to build us a home
I want to make babies
With your chromosomes
But your eyes sweep past me
And dwell on my best friend
And as you're stripping naked
I run away before my tears get out of hand...
these crushes
All I want is an end
An end

Last night I caught myself dreaming
About you pretty dirty again
I woke up shocked; I thought
I'd finally become a wiser man
And why them guilty feelings?
No access to the promised land?
If you can't let me in there
Then at least grant me an end -

An end to empty promises
A no to mediocrities
And death to lustful fantasies
An end - an end
(© Frans van Hilten 2003)

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Logo paraplu Never Seen The Jungle

You have never seen the jungle
Watched your world crumble
Your house burned down
You never roamed the ruins
Not knowing what your doing
In a bombed-to-death town

You never smelt the fires
Of the funeral pires
Saw the bodies under sheets
Smelt the last smoke of the battle
Or never seen the cattle
Starving in the streets

You never killed people for their races
Have never seen the faces
All smeared with blood
You never took up arms
Prefer a life so safe and calm
You never had the guts

You never smelt the utter fears
Saw hysteric tears
Of those who lost all they ever had
A look in their eyes you've never seen before
Could you possibly ignore
The grievous turned mad

You turn the TV off and yawn
And you finish your beer
You won’t let it haunt your dreams
You won’t let it come near

You turn the TV off and yawn
And you finish your beer
You won’t let it haunt your dreams
You won’t let it come near

You have never seen the jungle
Watched your world crumble
Your house burned down
You never took up arms
Prefer a life so safe and calm
It won't even make you frown...

(© Frans van Hilten 2005)

 

Logo paraplu Wespennest

Mist hangt over Leiden en dempt iedere zucht
Gist uit Zoeterwoude brouwt bier in de lucht
Hier kan ik niet leven, waar ik overal al heb geleefd
Waar elke straatsteen is beschreven en zijn eigen fotoalbum heeft

Mijn eiland is twee kamers in een afgelegen flat
Waar teveel oude dromen rusten in mijn bed
Vergeelde wandtapijten in een uitgewoond paleis
Soms moet je je bagage kwijt en verder op je reis

Alles wat ik deed kwam me duur te staan
Toch weer aan het spelen met vuur gegaan
Ik stak mijn kont in ieder wespennest
Ik ga nu maar, dat is het best

De vijver bij De Valk, de regen een gordijn
Zoveel generaties ganzen bij de fontein
Zoveel huizen zoveel deuren zoveel mensen zijn gegaan
Ik voel me hier een banneling, laat me hier vandaan

Alles wat ik deed kwam me duur te staan
Toch weer aan het spelen met vuur gegaan
Ik stak mijn reet in ieder wespennest
Ik ga nu maar, dat is het best

Maar jij betreedt nog jong en fris het Leidse fort
Je zet je fijne voetjes waar mijn spoor al bleker wordt
Je kent niet mijn herinneringen, je gaat je eigen weg
Misschien zeg je over jaren wel precies wat ik nu zeg:

Ooit moet je een keertje verder gaan
Maak de trossen los en laat me hier vandaan
Veel te vaak over een nacht ijs
Zoveel schade zoveel schande en nog altijd niet erg wijs
Alles wat ik deed kwam me duur te staan
Toch weer aan het spelen met vuur gegaan
Ik stak mijn kont in ieder wespennest
Een nieuw begin, dat is het best

(© Frans van Hilten 2010)

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