alda ate the hypnotist

alda ate the hypnotist

BandFolkAcoustic

Story telling, minimalistic, electro accoustic music that sometimes has a hint of chamber style. The album 'The Story Of Rosa Lee' follows the life of Rosa Lee as she leaves her safe haven that is her little country village, for a new and exciting life in the city. Dramatic, sad nd happy life awaits

Biography

Alda Bjork Olafsdottir is an Icelandic singer/songwriter who scored a couple of major hit records in the late 90s with the tracks 'Real Good Time' and 'Girls Night Out'. Having focused largely on writing songs for other artists since her own 'pop' days she got initially inspired to make a 'chill out' album with her friend Charlie (the hypnotist) after hearing some of his very successful hypnosis cd's.

As time went on however the project moved in a more and more experimental direction after deciding to make the whole album a story telling saga about one person, Rosa Lee.

Charles Vald is a hypnotherapist and composer of relaxing music. One day he was chatting to his friend Alda and they thought it would be amazing to combine there talents in producing a relaxation album using only classical instruments.

Excited to produce a song quickly Charles enhanced one of the songs from a musical album he had already created and a few days later the draft was ready for Alda to listen to. An inspired Alda rushed away and wrote the lyrics and "I feel Love" was born .
(Please note the order of the songs below is not the order on the album for reasons discussed below).

Charles enjoys the sound of different brass instruments (maybe because he himself played the trumpet as a teenager) and you can here this in "I Feel Love" to convey warmth and calm.

Once, the first song was created, Charles then got busy working on the music to the song Bye, Bye, Bye. He wanted to use similar orchestral instruments to keep the same feel and relaxing style as the previous song and yet there was a yearning to experiment. In the song you can hear the tapping of feet, not what you would expect to hear in a relaxing classic piece. Alda also started experimenting with her voice. The album was developing, things were changing, evolving.

It was around this time that Charles suggested it would be great if the album was some sort of story; the next thing he knew Alda had got to work, creating a poignant tale with track titles and a synopsis of each the story behind each track. (Voice Diary Entries can be found through the menu before each song). Charles then used this to compose the rest of the songs ensuring the music added ambiance. The idea of this album being simply a relaxation album was out of the window.

The third track Charles composed still had an orchestral feel, but he introduced drums and organs. The style of the album was changing yet again. The next song "Stop", was one of the hardest songs to compose and was emotional for Alda to sing. You can clearly hear the turmoil throughout the song, the drums become more chaotic as the tension increases. It starts so happy and then suddenly changes, as the true story of the song comes out.

“Where Is The Love” came next, Charles wanted to experiment with different instruments using bagpipes, pianos and choirs. Alda used the more modern sounds to produce a more pop/ballad orientated style song. By this point Alda and Charles were comfortable with each others' working styles to really experiment. The result is the most original and unique material on the album. “My Beautiful Valentine.”

Things didn't end there, Alda gave Charles his hardest challenge yet, the death of Rosa Lee's grandma. the music builds up with a mixture of the most unusual sounds to a fantastic crescendo.

Gone was the idea of simply a relaxation album, gone was the idea of only using classical instruments, things had changed, things had evolved and a year after it was first started, the “Life of Rosa Lee” was born.

Lyrics

My Beautilful Valentine

Written By: A Olafsdottir/C Vald

You bring me flowers and ice coffee
I don’t know where you are taking me
Blindfolded this is a bit freaky
You just got to trust you completely
I just gotta trust you completely

Valentine
My beautiful valentine
Valentine
Beautiful valentine

Valentine
My beautiful valentine
Valentine
Beautiful valentine

As I walk in darkness with you
Holding my hand this is a dream come true
Just want you to grab me and kiss me
The waiting is driving me crazy
Driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy

Valentine
My beautiful valentine
Valentine
Beautiful valentine

Valentine
My beautiful valentine
Valentine
Beautiful valentine

Suddenly you stop
You touch my face I hear you breathe

It feels like we are walking through the park
But I can’t be sure it’s too dark
I hear the birds in the trees

The birds are singing in the trees
Are they singing just for me?
Kiss me baby
Kiss me now
Finally
Kisstu mig, kisstu mig, kisstu mig
Elskaðu mig
Elsakaðu mig
Kisstu mig
Elsku valentine

Stop

Written By: A Olafsdottir/C Vald

Met a guy the other day i think he´s cute and got potential
I got butterflies my heart goes boom when i think of him
He´s so romantic even bought a present for my diamond dog
I think that this could be love
I feel it, i feel it

I want my mom and dad to meet him
I think that this could be the one
Been almost a year now
Gets better avery day

Ah??...
Aaaaa.....stop, stop, stop, stop
Your hurting me
Stop, stop, stop beating me
Stop, stop
Stop hurting me
Stop, stop, stop
Stop hurting me
Stop, stop
Stop beating me
Stop, stop, stop hurting me
Why your hurting me
I love you

I´m bruised inside and out you promise you will never hurt me again
I’m so scared but I love you I try to let it go
Forgiveness shall come i´m searching but it´s oh so hard
You say you love me every day and i start healing
I´m feeling better now
Yeah even smiling again

What.....Oh no....
Aaaaa.....stop, stop, stop, stop
Your hurting me
Stop, stop, stop beating me
Stop, stop
Stop hurting me
Stop, stop, stop
Stop hurting me
Stop, stop
Stop beating me
Stop, stop, stop hurting me
Why your hurting me

You’re crying like a baby
Begging me one more time to understand
But i can’t shed no more tears even lost my little babay inside
I don’t even hate you
No more power shall be handed to you
You call me every minute every hour of every day

I can run away and change my number
Try to excape
But you are nothing
You are nothing
Nothing

Once was love, twice was hate three times in nothing

Why Me

Written By: A Olafsdottir/C Vald

What is the point of anything?
What is the point of even living?
Callin’ on anyone who has the answer
Why has this happened to me?
I walk in the darkness, where is the light?
Who ever said there is a light at the end of the tunnel is an idiot
Why me, why me

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Week one gone
Week two gone no light, no light
September, October, November, December
Year done still no light
January comes and goes and it snows
I lay down and close my eyes
Let’s go to sleep I feel peaceful
I’m ready to go
Why me

I can hear monks singing in the distance
Or maybe they are angels for me
Coming to set me free
They’re getting closer
And closer
What
Shadows in the distance
Closer

What…
Hey you are not the angels
The three witches are coming for me
What do you want from me?

Stop feeling sorry for yourself
Why me, why me
Get up stop whingeing
Why me, why me, why me
Life is what you make it
Not for you to break it
Why me, why me
Poor me, poor me
Stand up and look at all the things you have
Crying like a baby like a spoiled brat
Why me, why me
Poor me
Stop feeling so, so sorry for yourself
Why me, why me
Stop whingeing
Why me
Why me

Cyber City Love

Written By: A Olafsdottir/C Vald

I’ve decided find you but where do I start
The world is a big place I know
To hide a broken heart
If my will is strong enough maybe I’ll get the right result

I search for you
On Facebook and on Google
Yeah I search for you
On twitter on MySpace no trace

I don’t even know if you want me to find you
As I left you broken hearted
Young but the love was true
So true, so true

I search for you
On Facebook and on Google
Yeah I search for you
On twitter on MySpace no trace

I wake up and my head hurts
Too much booze and fags last nite
I went to your favourite bar and now in my bed here you are

I search for you
On Facebook and on Google
Yeah I search for you
On twitter on MySpace no trace

I searched for you

Discography

The Story Of Rosa Lee - Volume One