Astrid & The Scandals - Berlin (Official Audio)

TRIPTICH EP describes three female personifications of the afterlife, Kostarika, Konstante (Berlin) and Chatarsis (Seme). It is written in three different languages - Konstante in Berlin is narrating the story in English.

Konstante is the daughter of the holy trinity of females. She visits a clubhouse in Berlin called Berghain for the first time, but she accidentally OD's. Her punishment for it is the afterlife, set in the same clubhouse in a different reality. Surrounded by devilish creatures she is forced to dance into eternity. She tries to escape it, but soon finds out that the doors are locked and everything is way weirder than it was as she arrived. She calls her friend, but the call gets lost in the ether, since she is not alive anymore to make a real call.

ASTRID & THE SCANDALS
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Lyrics: Astrid Ana Kljun / Astrid-
Concept: Astrid Ana Kljun / Astrid-
Music and arrangement: Tomaž Zupančič
Drums: Tomaž Zupančič, Rok Klobučar
Harp: Astrid Ana Kljun / Astrid-

Mix: Tomaž Zupančič
Mastering: John Webber
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Studio: Lotos Music Production, Borut Antončič
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Photography: Jan Pirnat
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MUA/Hair: Neža Knific
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Style: Astrid-
Edit / EP cover: Brina Vidic / Brencha
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Besedilo/Lyrics:
Look at my dress,
see how it's flowing,
look at it's colors,
see how they're glowing,
look at my dress,
see how it's flowing,
see how it's flowing.

Fluorescent,
tear it to pieces,
f*cking me senseless,
don't let me see straight,
fluorescent,
tear it to pieces,
tear it to pieces.

Boneless bodies barely breathing,
bankers banging ballet baddies,
ballroom bandits, Balmain band-aids,
billon basic bastards beggin.

Barbers, badboys, badgirls, barons,
Bible bedrooms, better beings,
bendy Beijing basement bathrooms,
biased bitches blaming bishops.

Devious drawers, decent dinners,
drapery, drama, distant dreamers,
dashing dandies drag-queen doubles,
dirty denim disco DJs.

Tik, tok, take your time,
tables turnin', form-a-line,
toxic trannies, drop-a-mine,
techno fairies lookin' fine.

...

F*ck me! Take your time,
tables turning,
form-a-line...

(decadence)
Like I'm never gonna be the same,
I've changed.
I've changed tonight, yeah.
That might be the best explanation for,
whatever happend.

So it all started when I got this welcome drink, or something?
It was weird, this guy was checking me like I was from another planet or something. And he kinda looked dead too.

I drank it, I was like "f*ck it, it's my last night in Berlin, I might as well get f*cked up" you know.

So I drank it...and everything started to get really blury. My vision just kind of shifted. And yeah. You know what they say:
"You get into Clubhouse, but you might as well not get out."

No, but seriously, it was really nice, you would die.
Halo?
I think I lost you.
Halo?

Shit. (Laugh)
Anyway, my battery is gonna die, but I'll call you back or something.

I don't know if you're even there anymore, or I'm just talking to myself again.

But yeah. Whatever bitch, I'll call you back.
HALO? Oh, God. Halo?

You get in but you might as well never get out.